Page 100 of Nights of Obedience


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And I was dinner.

His hands ran over my breasts again, and his thumbs brushed over my sensitive nipples. I arched against the shower wall. Urgent need building in my belly.

His mouth was on my throat again and he whispered against my skin, “Do you know how badly I’ve wanted this? How badly I’ve wanted you?”

I shook my head, half in a daze. “You’ve had me.”

“Not like this,” he moaned. And I knew what he meant.

Not like this. All ours.

I ground against him, my patience wearing thin.

“Greedy princess,” he whispered, voice hot against my ear.

I bit his shoulder in retaliation. “You know how much I hate that nickname.”

He held me steady with one arm while he used the other hand to play with my folds, dragging along my slit and never pushing more than a fingernail inside me. “No, you don’t.”

No, I didn’t.

He leaned forward and his lips closed over my nipple, sucking and swirling in a way that had me seeing stars. He trapped my nipple between his teeth ever so delicately and then plunged a finger inside my pussy.

I jerked, and the abrupt motion tugged at my nipple. The pain and pleasure mixed until I couldn’t tell the difference. He worked his finger in and out of me and when I felt like I couldn’t breathe, he added a second.

So much attention. He was so attuned to my every need. I wanted to give him the same devotion he showed me.

I found his cock and ran my hand along his shaft. What little gold paint remained melted and rinsed off his skin.

It was the first time I’d really gotten to see him. To study him without an audience. To take my time and explore him fully.

I ran my thumb over his sensitive tip, and he hissed. His abs clenched, and I wanted to touch those, too. Feel every ridge, every muscle in his body.

While he teased my pussy, I continued to stroke him lightly. It was only fair that I tortured him equally as much as he did me. I cupped his balls and caressed them, squeezing him gently. A bead of white was already glistening at the tip of his cock.

“I want you,” I said breathlessly. “Inside me. Right now.”

He nodded, removing his fingers quickly and then driving into me with one hard thrust.

My mouth opened in a silent cry. His mouth was on mine in seconds and his tongue danced with mine. He pounded into me, each thrust had my ass bumping against the shower wall. Each thrust so deliciously filling. Ladon didn’t take me gently this time.

I kissed him like he was my life source, like I could never get enough. My legs began to shake and thank the gods he was holding me up.

My insides turned to liquid, and before I knew it, I was unraveling entirely. I came harder than I ever had in my life, including the times at my own hand. I came so hard, the stars in my eyes turned to blazing comets.

And when he grunted and stilled, I knew he was as thoroughly wrecked as I was.

Chapter Thirty-Four

Ladon

I ran my fingers through Emilie’s wet hair, her cheek pressed against my chest. My heart pounded at the sight of her sleeping on top of me, one arm hugging me.

She looked…she looked like my entire world.

With everything stripped away—the titles, the riches, the duties and obligations—Emilie was my everything. I didn’t know how it happened, but I was glad it did.

Emilie shivered, and I pulled the blanket up over her shoulder. She stirred and tilted her head back to meet my gaze.

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