Page 67 of The Assassin's Dancer

Page List
Font Size:

Then I hoist her over my shoulder.

Ruby yelps as I march over to the bed and drop her onto the sheets. She lands in a messy heap, her red hair spilling out like strawberry juice against the cream pillows.

For a moment, I stand over her, just staring. With her lips parted, and her whole body flushed pink she looks so helpless. So innocent.

Mine.

Grasping her thighs, I yank her towards me and drop to my knees by the edge of the bed.

“Keep those legs spread for me, sweetheart,” I say, my mouth desperate for a taste of her. “I won’t take you now. Not while you’re too blissed-up to remember this tomorrow. But I’ll still help you. Let me take away your pain.”

“Please, Kasimir.” She’s dripping wet, and her clit is swollen from the bliss – like a little rose bud. Fuck, if I’m waiting another second to devour those sweet petals.

Burying myself between her thighs, I drag my tongue up her hot centre.

Ruby arches her back. “Ohh,” she gasps as her fingers claw the sheets.

“So fucking delicious.” Every inch of her is heaven against my tongue, and I want more. I need more.

Swirling my tongue around her clit, my fingers tease her entrance.

“Stars, that’s good,” she moans. “Mmm, that’s wonderful, that’s?—”

I plunge two fingers into her.

“Oh, KAZ!”

My lips twitch. I’d murder a kingdom if I meant I could hear her scream my name every night.

Ruby grinds against my face as I lick and suck, curling my fingers around her sweet spot. I can feel her walls clenching. She’s already so close.

“Oh stars,” she cries, her tits bouncing with each thrust. “Please faster, Kasimir. I need more. I need your cock.” I raise an eyebrow. “I want you to fuck me now, please.”

Slowing my movements, I peer over her thighs. “Those are some filthy words for a princess.”

Ruby groans. “I didn’t tell you to slow down.”

Smirking, I withdraw my fingers. She opens her mouth to protest, but I’m quicker. Before she can argue, I’m up on the bed, straddling her hips and sliding two fingers deep into her mouth.

“You taste that?” I growl, using my other hand to force her lips shut. “Can you taste how much you fucking want me?”

Eyes rolling back, she nods, sucking hard on my fingers.

“That’s it, darling.” I stroke her tongue, stifling a groan as I imagine something else of mine being thrust between those lips. “Now be a good little whore and shut up and take what I’m giving you. Or I’ll find something else to fill your dirty mouth with.”

She tenses. Her gaze flies straight to the throbbing mass beneath my belt.

Dropping my voice, I draw closer to her ear. “You’re lucky you’re too high on bliss for me to actually fuck you right now.” I position my hips between her legs. “But just you wait till you’re sober, because this mouth” – I swipe my thumb across her lower lip – “and this pussy” – I grind my sheathed cock against her folds – “will be all mine. Understood?”

Eyes wide with desire, she nods.

“That’s my girl.” Grinning, I drag my fingers from her mouth as she whimpers. “Now let me help you with this needy little cunt.” I drop back to the floor, pushing her thighs wide apart to catch a glimpse of exactly what I’m starving for.

Fuck.

“You’re so wet for me, Ruby.” I marvel at her flower, dripping with need. “And you taste so good too.” Hungrily, I dive forward, licking and swirling my tongue just like I had been before. Soon my fingers join in, until she’s riding my hand, gasping with every movement.

“So. Fucking. Perfect.” I punctuate each word with another suck on her swollen clit.