Page 27 of The Chosen Heir


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His fingers folded over mine tightly and pulled me toward him until I was under the warm spray. Hot water rushed out of more than one showerhead. Glancing around, I was surprised to discover a glittering wall of white marble, including a seat made of the same large slab of rock.

Taking a bottle of gel from a small high shelf, he lathered his palms and slicked them down my sides. I shuddered at the contact of his hands on me. His large cock bobbed between us, taunting me, testing me. There was no way I had the patience to have him wash me down. His resolve might be that strong, but I was desperate to feel the silky skin of his cock between my lips.

Grabbing the bottle, I squirted gel into my hand as well, building up the lather before taking his cock and rubbing vigorously. I scrubbed the blood off his thighs, crouching down as I did it. The pounding of scalding water made his tat glisten, especially the green jewellike eyes of the wolf. His hair, plastered around the shape of his skull, curled at the ends like when he was younger.

Once I washed off what I needed cleaned, I tipped my head up and stuck out my tongue to tickle the tip of his shaft. Grunting, he grabbed hold of my nape and obliged my silent request by gliding his cock right where I wanted it. Moaning around his slippery skin, I took in a deep breath through my nostrils, scenting the musk beneath the fragrance of his pine soap.

“Fuck, Nina. Fuck,” he cursed, his eyes drilling into me. He ground his teeth together. His tip was already slick with pre-come when I got my first real taste of him. Man, oh man. He tried to stifle his groan, but it came out nonetheless, a choked sound of desperation. Inside, I preened like a flattered prima donna after an encore. I was going to unravel his infamous control. Having already succeeded earlier, I was addicted to provoking his surrender.

Humming around his smooth hard flesh, I made sure it was loud, so that the pulsation reverberated up his shaft. Pulling my suction off his dick with a small popping sound, I then licked the crown. Around and around like a lollipop I went until he grunted out, “Cocktease,” and shoved himself halfway inside.

I almost chuckled with glee.

That was when I sucked hard. I may have been a virgin, but I was no nun and knew my way around oral sex. Giving and receiving it. Kneeling below him with my cheeks hollowed out, I must’ve been a sight to behold. Both of his palms slapped the wall behind me as he drove down my throat.

I inched slowly backward until I was flush against the wall. Tilting my head up, I elongated my neck and opened my mouth wider still, silently challenging him to thrust harder and faster. Like I’d hope, it was too much of an offer for him to refuse, and he pushed in hard, brutal almost. My tongue was pinned down as his cock shoved in, choking me. Tears sprung from my eyes as I gagged. That’s what I’m talking about! My teeth scraped over his shaft, but the pain only egged him on. He hissed and took my throat harder. I was getting slick between the legs, my inner muscles clenching in need.

“Is this what you want, sweetness? You want me to use you like the little throat slut you are? You don’t like me when I’m nice, do you? Bad girlie.”

I shook my head. Finally, he was getting it! Sure, losing my virginity was going to hurt so I’d wanted his gentleness then, but otherwise, I liked it rougher. I liked him to take control and lose control.

He drew out to the tip. Then his hips punched forward, thrusting deeper and faster.

“Take it,” he urged. “You want it hard, yeah? Oh, I’m going to push you to the limit, girl.” I didn’t even realize my hand had moved until my fingers were rubbing my clit.

“Swallow,” he commanded, a harsh, impatient sound, and I did so instantaneously. “That’s right, let me into that tight throat.”

Already breathing through my nose, I struggled to get enough oxygen. Relaxing my throat muscles, I adjusted to the intrusion. It didn’t matter though, because I wanted Alex to hit my limits and shove past them. Really shove, Alex, shove. Taking my hair in his fist, he rocked his hips, hitting the back of my throat repeatedly. My clit sparked off when his cock twitched and swelled.

“Pinch your clit,” he urged. I did as I was told an instant before his come first hit. It flooded my mouth and shot down my throat. White-hot bliss flashed hot through my body. Moaning and whining, my own climax ripped through me a second later, whisking me along like I was on a rickety Cyclone roller-coaster in Coney Island. I swallowed and swallowed as my body shuddered through a powerful climax. There was too much, coming too fast, and his seed dripped out the sides of my mouth. Clasping his ass, I drew my nails sharply down his buttocks. His big body shook above me, his cock jerking inside my mouth.

Once he emptied himself, Alex stumbled back a few steps. His eyes were rapt on me, wide with shock. I felt the shaking of the ground beneath me when his back smacked against the wall.

Pleased as could be, I sat on my haunches, and lapped at my lips like a cat after gorging on a bowl of cream. A warm flush of pride swept through me. I did that. Tasa’s little friend had brought big, bad Alex to his knees. Put that dazed look on his face. He stared down at me with disbelief. I glowed, knowing I’d not only met his expectations, I’d exceeded them. It was something I planned to repeat, again and again. I wasn’t a little virgin anymore.

Instead, I was the woman who’d handled him.

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