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“Fuck. That’s it. Suck me.”

The filthier I get, the more she wants it. She works me faster, rubbing herself at the same time.

“You need to come again?” I grit out, hating that she’s touching herself when I want to be the one who gives it to her.

She nods, flattening her tongue against my cock as she licks every inch.

Blyat. I can’t let her do this to another man. I’ll kill him before he gets close enough to find out what her mouth feels like.

Murder has never required much persuasion for me, but jealousy would make it effortless.

Her fingers tug my balls, and I come down her throat with a harsh grunt, holding her mouth at the base of my cock while she swallows every drop.

“Mine.” The word tears from me in a low growl. “You’re mine.”

I don’t know where the hell that came from, but a man should probably question everything leaving his mouth while he’s coming down a pretty woman’s throat.

Her whimper vibrates around my cock, dragging another shudder through me. My fist remains tangled in her hair as I keep her close until the last pulse passes, watching her swallow everything without pulling away even once.

The pleasure slowly recedes, leaving me trying to understand what the fuck just happened. I ease her back, and when I look down, she’s still on her knees, staring up at me with swollen lips and satisfaction written across her face.

Devil woman.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

ANTON

I pull my pants back into place while she rises and throws her arms around me, ignoring the scowl I give her.

“So…how did I do?” The smug confidence on her face tells me she already knows the answer.

“It was acceptable.” Forgetting that I can’t kiss her, I pinch her chin and draw her closer until her mouth nearly touches mine.

Kissing is personal. It turns sex into something more, and I don’t want more. I only want this. I can handle this.

At least I think I can, because giving it up is no longer an option.

What are you going to do when she’s dead?

Find someone else to satisfy me.

But the thought disgusts me.

New plan. Fuck her, then be done when the job is done. I was a virgin before her. I can go back.

“Just acceptable?” She pops a brow. “Do you have any feedback so I can improve for the future?”

“You plan on sucking more cocks?”

“Of course.” She shrugs. “Why would you ever think yours would be the only one?”

Her throat is in my grasp before I know what’s happening. “Don’t toy with me, Thora. I don’t play nice.”

She bites the edge of her lip and rises on her toes, inching closer. “Neither do I, baby.”

In a flash, I throw her up against the nearest wall, her bare chest pressing against me. My gaze captures hers, our breaths hard and tangled before I drop my lips to her ear.

“Let me make this real fucking clear, printsessa. You suck, fuck, or even touch another man’s cock after you’ve had mine, I’ll cut it off and choke him with it.”