Page 182 of Wicked Lessons


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“Alright,” I murmur. “Marius, I want you to fuck me in this alleyway, where anyone can see us. I need you…” I swallow. “I need you to fuck me nice and hard until I cum around your huge cock.”

Satisfaction rumbles in his chest. I might not be a scholar of literature or even eloquent with words, but knowing that something I’ve said has pleased him gives me a thrill of pride.

He pushes the fabric of my knickers to one side, exposing my pussy.

“If I had the time, I would eat your tight little cunt until you squirted.”

“Where are you going—”

He enters me with two fingers, filling me with bolts of pleasure.

My mouth opens in a silent scream.

“You’re so eager for my cock.”

Every muscle in and around my pussy spasms with pleasure. For the next few seconds even my lungs tighten, and I’m frozen around him until I can finally exhale.

“Yeah,” I reply, my voice breathy. “What are you going to do about it?”

As his thumb brushes over my clit, sensation surges up my spine, making all the fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. I shiver against his broad body and hiss.

“You’re so responsive,” he growls into my ear. “I love toying with you. I love seeing how your body twists at my command.”

Before I can say a word in my defense, he rips off my underwear, balls it in one hand, and shoves it in his pocket.

“What are you going to do with that?” I whisper.

“What do you think?”

I shake my head because I really need to hear the words.

“Every time we’re apart, I’m going to make myself cum, filling my nostrils with the scent of your sweet cunt.”

My lips move, but the only sound I make is a moan. He works his fingers in and out of my channel, filling me, stretching me, preparing me for his cock. His thumb worries at my aching clit and brushes over every slick fold. My muscles pulse and tighten around his thick digits, needing more.

I pant through my parted lips, wanting his cock but saying nothing because I’m desperate for this moment to last. It’s a miracle that Odin allowed him to live, or maybe he didn’t. Maybe Professor Segul killed Thor and the other men before escaping.

He slips his fingers from my pussy, leaving me clenching around nothing.

My eyes widen. “Wait, don’t take them out.”

The professor lines up the tip of his cock at my entrance, making me shiver with anticipation.

“You want my cock?”

“Please,” I whisper.

“How much?”

“More than anything.”

“Then take it.”

He enters me, and that’s when I remember he’s built like a stallion.

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