Page 42 of The Blood Debt


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“No,” he says, and he tugs my hair so harshly I’m forced to tilt my head back. “I’m not asking. I’m claiming.”

Damn.

He pushes my head down and immediately dives back into my mouth again.

No one has ever spoken to me like that before. Nor have I ever felt my clit thump without it being touched, but I guess there’s a first time for everything.

I have to ignore it. No matter the cost.

He’s a villain. A monster. Not someone I should ever, ever want.

But every time his cock dips into my mouth, my pussy clenches, and I get this rush of adrenaline coursing through my veins. It’s hard to disregard, and his dick is even harder to ignore as it pumps in and out of me.

“That’s it, Jas. Let me fuck that pretty little mouth of yours.”

He coats my tongue with pre-cum, and the salty taste isn’t even off-putting even though I expected it to be. In fact, the taste is making me wet, and it embarrasses me so much I struggle to stop my cheeks from flushing.

“You can lie to me all you want, Jas, but your face tells me the truth,” Liam groans, thrusting in and out of my mouth faster and faster. I have trouble keeping up. “You want this. Your pussy is getting wet as fuck, isn’t it?”

I don’t answer because he’ll only use my words against me, but my God … is it hard. Just like his goddamn cock.

Why can’t I stop this lust from taking over my body?

“That’s it, Jas, surrender to me,” he growls, his voice becoming more and more unhinged.

My eyes begin to water. His thrusts turn hard and fast, hitting the back of my throat. I almost choke on it, but I’m trying so hard not to let him notice.

He can’t know the truth. I can’t let him find out.

So I stay put and force myself to swallow the tears as he slams into my throat, clutching my face like he means business. He’s using me to his heart’s content, and I’m letting him.

Have I really gone insane?

No, there’s no other option, no other choice.

But then why am I getting hot and bothered?

“Your tongue feels so fucking good, Jas. I want to coat it with my cum.”

My eyes widen.

Is he planning on…?

No, he couldn’t possibly, right?

I struggle to breathe as he pumps inside.

His hand grips my hair so tight that I can’t move away. I can’t even breathe. He’s relentless, completely overtaken by his own lust. And for some reason, I can’t look away from the feral look in his eyes. The look that says “you are mine.”

And when he thrusts inside once again, hitting the back of my mouth, he roars out loud, and a warm jet of seed fills my throat.

Oh, God. He actually did it.

He came inside my mouth.

I cough and heave, but he keeps coming, and he won’t let go.

Our eyes connect in a moment of visceral lust as he buries himself deep inside me, forcing me to witness the power he has over me.

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