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Beau’sface is tight with furious lust, and he starts to work his length with brutal strokes.

“Youtake it all,” he demands.

Ican’t talk, can’t move, soIjust agree with my eyes, wanting to show how muchIwant this, how much it turns me on.Iwant him to brand me with his taste.Iwant to smell him for days.Iwant him to flood my mouth and drink him down like nectar.

Itonly takes five rough strokes before he stiffens, shudders, and spurts over my tongue.Holdingme tight, he rubs himself over the full length of my tongue, against my lips, spilling his seed helplessly everywhere he can smear it.It’slike a marking, like he’s claiming me, and a euphoric, dizzy sense of satisfaction makes me moan.

Unableto help myself,Iclose my lips around him and suck him in, savoring the flavor, loving that he’s owning me like this.Idrink down every drop, licking him clean, licking my own lips, until he softens in my mouth.

Finally, with a sweet sigh, his hand loosens in my locks, and he slips from between my lips.

“Perfect, sweet girl.”Heducks down and presses a quick, hard kiss against my mouth. “You’reabsolutely perfect.”

I’mtrembling now, on a high of lust and happiness and pure feminine satisfaction.

“Twomore.”Dom’svoice is hoarse, like he’s as affected asIam.

Mybreath hitches, andIbrace myself.Moistureis running down my thighs, andI’mso emptyIwant to cry.I’mso close to the edge now,Ithink one brush against my clit will send me shooting off like a bottle rocket.

Dom’shand comes down, harder than any before it, andIyelp.Itdoesn’t quite hurt anymore, though.Itmelts instantly into heat, andIshiver, my cry turning into a needy moan.

“More,please, sir.Pleasegive me more,”Ibeg.

“Shit,”Domcurses, then clears his throat, though it barely disperses the gravel. “Yes, pet, you get one more.”

Hisknee pushes at the inside of mine, nudging it wider, and he presses a hand between my shoulder blades until my face is pressed against the pallet.Iget ready for the smack but, instead, his fingers run up my inner thighs, smearing the wetness there.

“Youhave a greedy cunt, pet.”Hemoves up until he reaches my pussy, circling my opening with his index finger. “Ican see you clutching for something to fill you up.”

Hespreads my folds and grunts, and even the cool air is too much against my sensitive flesh. “Soswollen and pink.Thatneedy clit is just begging for attention.”

Ilet out a long, low whine, lost to words, to sense.Iwant to shift, just to see ifIcan push his hand to whereIneed it.Itwouldn’t take much.Itwould probably make me come.

ButIdon’t.Becausethis part is forDom, not for me.

Ibite my lip against a sob.Beauruns whatI’msure is meant to be a soothing hand down my spine, but it only stokes me higher.

Domhesitates. “Youreally are a good girl, aren’t you?” he asks, voice a little softer. “You’vebeen very patient for us.”

Ishiver, waiting, hoping.

“Onemore,” he promises.

Theblow comes, but not against my ass.Hestrikes me right against my clit, and the sharp sting is all it takes.Thelight and heat that had been building in my body bursts behind my eyes, andIcome on a long wail, pleasure exploding in my core and all the way down my spine.

Chapter30

Eden

Survivaltip #72

Enjoyyour victories.

Yournext loss will come soon enough.

I’ma shivering, sobbing mess whenIcome to, andBeauhas curled me up soI’mnestled limply against his chest as we lie together on the pallet.Thechafe of his chest hair against me makes me shiver happily, andIdon’t want to move.

Ithink my mind just melted.

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