Page 56 of Damaged Kingdom


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“Do you expect me to believe that you’ve changed?” she panted, fingers clawing at the sheets. She was trying so hard not to show I affected her, and I relished the struggle. We both knew she wanted this, wanted me.

“Not yet, but I’ll prove it. Now, hush. I’m hungry.”

I ate her out with all the grace of a man on death row, desperate for one last taste of life. True to form, Mari wasn’t a passive partner. She rode my face, shoved her hands in my hair, and directed me exactly where to go, praising and cursing me with every lick, suck, and gentle nibble I gave.

And every time she came, it was with my name on her lips.

By the time she’d had two more orgasms, my jaw ached, and I could feel the wet spot my precome made on my boxers. Mari had tangled waves, glassy eyes, and lips that she’d chewed almost to bleeding. Not to mention that she was covered in sweat and panting like she’d just run a marathon. She looked wrecked, but there was still something unsettled about her.

“Almost done,” I promised, smoothing my hands over her hips and gently sliding them up her sides. Reminding her I was there and she was safe.

“Are you going to fuck me?” She gripped my cock, squeezing tight enough that I jerked against her. I was too close, too sensitive for more. If she stroked me even for a second, I was going to come.

“Do you want me to?” I gritted.

“Please.” Gently extricating myself from her grip, I pressed a kiss to her palm and climbed off the bed. Mari’s confusion was palpable, but I didn’t stop and explain, dipping into the closet to find what I was looking for.

I’d intended to wear the strap-on for some one-man DP action, but it would work fine as a substitute for now.

I made a show of opening the brand-new box and cleaning the dildo. Mari needed to know that it was unused and intended for her only. She watched warily as I slid into the harness, groaning under my breath as I adjusted it over my rock-hard cock.

Only after I stroked the soft texture of the toy with a lubed hand did she ask, “What the fuck is that?”

“A strap-on.” I crawled over her, running the tip of the toy through her swollen lips and bumping her overstimulated clit as I went.

She exhaled, trying to hold herself still. “What are you doing with it?”

“Fucking you.”

“Why?” The confusion on her face was cute, especially when she scrunched up her nose like that.

I leaned down, ghosting my lips over hers so she could taste my words on her tongue. “I already told you I wasn’t fucking you until I’ve earned you. That’s doubly true now. I’ll make you come, but I won’t get to feel that pussy around my cock until you’ve forgiven me.”

I never stopped rubbing the toy against her, and she panted every time I got close enough to shove inside her but didn’t. “What if it never happens?”

The thought kept me up at night, but I couldn’t tell her that. “Then it doesn’t, but I’m not going to fuck up my chances to have you the way I want. We’re not friends with benefits, baby. We’re forever.”

“Dominic—”

She was overthinking it again, and I was so close to getting her down from the edge. “Do you want to stop?”

While she considered, I stilled, stroking her thighs. After an unholy amount of time, she answered. “No.”

I kissed her cheek. “My perfect, beautiful girl. You’re going to look so good on my cock.” Before she could say anything else, I flipped her onto her belly. A hand between her and the mattress leveraged her up long enough to squeeze a pillow under her hips. By the time she settled, I had her thighs tight between mine and her pussy on full display.

“Goddamn, you’re beautiful.”

Unable to help myself, I ran my tongue through her soaked lips again, catching her clit with the tip of my tongue. She jolted, groaning under me. Leaning back, I ran the tip of the toy through her wetness to tease her once more before I sank into her. It was a slow, steady thrust, and Mari cursed, her head falling to the bed even as her hips jumped to meet mine, burying me to the hilt.

Seeing her stretched out by my cock, real or not, was a sight I’d never get over.

“This one’s going to be hard and fast, baby.” She was almost where I wanted her. So fucking close. She just needed to be fucked within an inch of her life first.

Mari mumbled into the sheets again, and I gripped her hair, yanking her head back so I could hear. “Yes, yes, yes.”

Well, okay then. Dropping her head back down, I planted one foot on the bed, and I pulled out, just to slam back into her. Her breathy sighs turned to loud moans as I did it again and again and again. Her cries echoed off the walls, and I had no doubt the others could hear.

Good.

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