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“Yes,” I sigh. “Yes,yes.”
He slams inside, and at that very moment sends a jolt right to my clit. It leaves me undone, gasping, screaming into the ceiling. I grip his back and watch as he takes firm hold of both my ankles, pushing them back so he can lodge himself deeper. I feel the heat of his orgasm a moment later, spilling inside me, warming me up.
He stays there, rocking his hips against me. I feel some of his spend dripping and sticky between my thighs, and I let myself slump to the bed when he finally pulls out.
But then his fingers are there…pushing inside, massaging the still-tense muscles. I realize after a moment that he’s making sure I’m filled, and I fight off the thrill of pleasure that gives me.
I mean…get a grip, Penn. You’re on birth control. It’s not like it’ll do anything anyway.
Will it?
“You asked to be fucked and filled,” he murmurs. “And I told you I would give you everything.”
I prop myself on my elbows and let him continue for a moment. It isn’t unpleasant; in fact, it’s soothing, almost more arousing. Finally, he removes his fingers and licks them clean once again before lying down next to me.
“So,” I say. “Does that mean you’re going to help me?”
He smiles. “I told you, wife,” he says. “I’ll give you everything.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
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CORVUS
I don’t know what I expected from Keon en’Ganivet, but I don’t think it was this. He flashes me a mischievous smile, his eyes turning a rich emerald green as his hand grips my cock tightly.
His hands are perfectly tight and his skin soft against my cock. He knows exactly what he’s doing, his hand moving over the head with swift, adept skill.
“You’re so hard for me,” he says. “Do you like this?”
I bite down on my lower lip, stifling a moan. If I could do anything but hang here, I’m sure my knees would buckle. “Do you want me to keep doing this?”
I groan against him when he removes his hand. “Just tell me your name,” he says. “And I’ll keep going, Shayd.”
“No.” It takes everything in me to say it. It only makes his smile widen, his long tongue licking his lips.
His eyes darken when he looks up at me and he inches close to my body, tiny jolts of electricity being sent through my skin until I can’t help but moan.
I believe Keon. I believe he won’t hurt me. But this…this might be worse.
The deviant prince is playing me. At least he thinks he is. I need to keep him thinking he has the upper hand.
I’m also desperate to get off—in his hands, in his mouth, around him, inside him. I need him to let me come, since my desire is clouding my judgment. He knows how to use that against me. He’s clearly done this a lot. I can’t help but feel a little jealous—but that’s crazy. I barely know this man. I shouldn’t care about his past except as the cruel tormentor he is.
His nails graze against my skin, pressing hard into me. Just hard enough not to leave marks.
Then he drops to his knees in front of me, his eyes flashing a light shiny green. I’ve never seen this color before, but I feel like even just seeing it for a split second I’m going to remember it for as long as I live.
That damn sparkling green is going to live forever behind my eyelids.
He licks his lips as he leans closer to my cock, his breath hot against the head of it.
“I can lick every drop of cum you can make, lover,” he says. “I’ll swallow it up and kiss you passionately after so you can taste what you’ve done to me.”
He presses his cheek against my thigh and smiles up at me. It’s just a name. If he thinks he’s winning, I can still play him.
“Corvus,” I say. “That’s my name.”
