Page 65 of Dark King

Letting my head fall back, I grind my clit against him, feeling the pressure building inside me. Ciarán growls and cups my ass in both hands before lifting me up and off him.

I whimper at the loss but look at him, a question in my eyes.

“I’m going to make you feel so good,” he promises, placing my hands on the edge of the bed and raising my ass in the air. “Look at how pretty your pussy is, swollen from my cock. I’m going to lick you until you come, and then I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop.”

His words are filthy but so incredibly hot. I love the way they sound on his tongue.

I bite my lip to contain a moan when he draws his tongue over my clit, licking and sucking.

“Mmm, Tinks, you taste so good. I want to eat you out all day,” he murmurs, his hands firmly gripping my ass. “I want you so badly.”

I’m so turned on, I feel like I could come without him even touching me. Casting my gaze to Thal, he is watching this with hooded eyes, but his expression is unreadable.

“That’s it,” Ciarán purrs, encouraging me.

It doesn’t take much to push me over the edge. I’m writhing against him, calling out his name in a strained voice, completely unable to hide how truly amazing he makes me feel.

“Good girl,” he murmurs approvingly, scooping me up in his arms and pressing me to his chest.

I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him, tasting myself on his tongue. He shifts beneath me, and I can feel his cock dig into my hip.

I gasp when he pushes my thighs apart.

“I’m going to fuck you, Summer. I’m going to fill that sweet pussy with my cum, and then I’m going to fuck you again.”

I’m soaking as he slides into me, my body desperate to accommodate his cock. It feels so good to be stretched around him.

“You’re so tight,” Ciarán grunts. “So fucking beautiful.”

My arms around his neck tighten as his hands grip my ass tightly, encouraging me to ride him.

“Harder,” I hear myself pant, “please, fuck me harder.”

“You’re so perfect,” he growls, thrusting up into me in a steady rhythm. “I could fuck you forever.”

“Yes, Ciarán, yes. Don’t stop,” I plead.

Flexing my muscles around him, he moans, showing me how close he is.

“I’m coming, baby,” he groans.

Throwing my head back, I cry out as bolts of pleasure streak through me, my nails digging into his shoulders. His cock jerks inside me at the same time that I clutch his swollen dick possessively with my pussy, screaming his name as I ride the wave of ecstasy to shore.

“That was amazing, Tinks. So amazing,” he murmurs, reaching up to swipe away the hair that’s fallen over my face.

Sneaking a glance at Thal, he is still in the chair, watching this show with desire swimming in the blue depths. He wants it, but he isn’t ready.

“Whenever you’re ready, I’ll be here,” I murmur, drawing his attention to my face.

He nods, then he rises and leaves the room, making me feel sad but also hopeful for the future.

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“Summer, we’ll only be gone for a few hours,” Ciarán reassures me half an hour later, his ice blue eyes searching my face for any sign of fear. “You’ll be safe here, but remember to call, yeah?”

“I know. Birds shitting, blah, blah. Go. I’m good. Be safe.”

“We will,” Cathal promises, giving me an almost shy smile before they both head out the door.

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