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The first flick of his tongue over my pussy had me whimpering, but Drake wasn’t there for slow. He was the all-in type. He moaned as he drank me in, tongue stealing every ounce of slick I gave him.
Drake settled into a quick rhythm of teasing flicks over my clit and fucking my cunt ruthlessly with his fingers. My mind couldn’t keep up and soon all nerves fell away as I gave over to simply giving into the feel of him tongue-fucking me like a fucking magician.
Pleasure tightened in my stomach, coiling there before unfurling and spreading through me until my legs were shaking and I was grinding into his face, chasing the feeling rocking through me.
It was foreign. Sure, I’d had sex but coming like this was not something I was used to.
I couldn’t have held back if I wanted to, he wouldn’t allow it. He sucked hard on my clit, and that was all my body needed to slam me headfirst into the waves of pleasure that were consuming me. My voice was hoarse as I cried out his name, a mix of babbling whimpers and a muted scream unfurling from me.
Drake pulled himself away to watch me as I writhed against the aftershocks. The self-satisfied smirk on his face should not have been that fucking attractive.
But it was.
Like I’d told Roman when we talked last, Drake’s rough demeanor was something I needed, just as much as I needed Roman’s safety and bluntness and Hiro’s sweetness.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Harlow,” he warned me as he readjusted on the bed, his cock teasing at my entrance. He didn’t wait for my agreement, I’d already given it, instead he slammed forward.
The stretch brought on a sharp twinge of pain that faded as he started fucking me, not giving my body a minute to adjust. I loved that he was true to his word, not being too sweet or gentle, he was taking what he wanted, and yet I knew he was keeping me in mind, watching my reactions.
“What the hell are you doing?!” Monty’s voice echoed in the room, and I froze, eyes wide as I turned to see him towering next to us, gazing down at us with pure, raw rage on his face.
Drake didn’t seem fazed, but he also turned to him and looked him dead in the eye, gloating at the obvious victory. “I’m fucking Harlow, per her request, see yourself out, Ivar.”
“What the fuck, you can see him?” I asked, my words cutting off as he reached between us to start playing with my sensitive clit. The moan that followed had a low, icy growl echoing around us, and fuck if I didn’t love the sound more than I realized.
My pussy clenched around him, and I couldn’t help but look at my familiar monster, almost wishing he’d join in.
“She seems to like that Ivar, keep it up,” Drake taunted.
“I warned you, half breed,” he hissed. Monty’s form was changing. A skeletal armor of sorts settling over his shadow-clad body, leaving openings for his flames to keep shooting through. The fires within him were raging along with his anger, licking the ceiling and walls around him, yet not catching them aflame.
“You have no power here, Hel does,” Drake said bluntly as he shifted and fucked me harder. “And if you even think of harming me, consider yourself a dead man. Or demon, I should say.”
“Demon?” I breathed out as my head fell to the side again, taking him in. The word fit him, but what the hell was going on?!
“Harlow, forget him for now,” Drake ordered, flipping us so I was on top and he was propped on his pillows. He pulled me close, sucking hard enough on my nipple that I gasped against the sharp pain. He was just as aggressive and amazing as he was with my pussy and the sharp shots of pain easily blended with the soothing swirls of his tongue.
I didn’t need his directions to keep fucking him. My hips rocked furiously over his, grinding down so each brush over my clit had me chasing my next release with a needy desperation.
His knot was swelling now, pushing against my walls as it locked us in place. Each thrust had his knot hitting that spot inside of me that had my eyes rolling back and my screams amping up.
Fucking Drake was all-consuming and I never wanted it to end. This was such a pivotal moment for me, even if Drake didn’t understand the depth of it all.
The entire time he fucked me senseless, Monty watched, eyes trained on us as anger rolled off of him in waves.
But for me? The audience only amplified every fucking wave of pleasure Drake sent rolling through me.
A rage-filled scream echoed out before Monty was gone again. Part of me was torn, feeling awful and worried, the other part of me was too far gone to go back now.
My questions would be there after I came. So would Monty.
“Mind on me,” Drake growled, biting down on my breast, claiming me. It was never something we discussed and he seemed just as shocked as I was as a bond snapped into place. I could feel him now, the depth of darkness in his soul but also the visceral need for me.
A scream erupted from my throat as my head fell back, pussy clenching around him as I came. He groaned at the feel of me tightening around him and soon he was filling me with his own release.
Drake fucked me through both of our orgasms, pushing his knot in further with shallow thrusts, stretching it out until I was babbling again.
“Good girl.”
