Page 164 of The Book of Kings


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Grinding my teeth, I raised her on the table behind me and somehow was unable to keep my lips from hers. She fucking tasted like me. And that was the only taste I ever wanted her to yearn for. That thought alone made me instantly ready to have her again as my tongue was rushing to play against hers, needing to dominate every cell within her body.

My hand got stuck in her fucking zipper, but the metal was no match to my growing needs and the dress was history before she even knew it.

I drove my thumb to brush her lower lip, then I descended it agonizingly slowly down on her panties as I was having another peak to see what Luke was doing. I knew I said I wanted them to mix things up from their usual routine, but I was beginning to think I should have been more explicit about thedo’sanddon’t’s.

And Luke getting on his knees in front of her was certainly adon’t.

His gesture questioned mykeeping up with my gamesince A, I wasn’t ever going to kneel in front of her, and B, even if by some absurd thought I wanted to do it, it wasn’t even physically possible after all the effort I put into earlier.

Needing to improvise, I arranged her body in the middle of the table. I leaned over her until my tongue surged to find that devastating stir of uncontained experiences that would take her body by assault. She was as fucking wet as I expected her to be after attending my erection, but despite my insistent swirls and nibbles, she was still managing to hold her ground. I recognized that she was doing it on purpose, raising a coil of unleashed anger to my ambition to continue.

I let two fingers slip within her, curving to reach just that spot that would get her screaming in pleasure. Despite her best efforts, she couldn’t hide the slight shaking in her legs as my assault was more than enough to bring her over the edge. She was hanging by a thread and I knew it, but her lips were sealed as if someone has poured superglue on them.

With impossible efforts, she was trying to resist any sign of incoming euphoria, while I was smiling at the thought that when she wouldn’t be able to control herself, she would be trembling with riptides of demolishing ecstasy.

I could have spent an hour doing just that, but time was pressuring me. I noticed Sandra moaning as she came, legs strongly wrapped around Luke’s shoulders. That could only mean one thing — I was fucking losing the game. Bea was taking the piss on each and every single one of my manly skills and if that wasn’t pushing me to the edge of insanity, her next reply did.

‘Do you want me to fake a moan? I’m not sure where our deal stands regarding that,’ she whispered in a mocking tone, instantly making me shed any kind of conscience and become the devil itself.

‘She didn’t fake it two weeks ago when I fucked her,’ I groaned, although it was a lie. I never fucked Sandra. Not because I didn’t have the chance. Just because I didn’t want to. I didn’t usually hook up with women that get paid for sex. Even if it’s free of charge.

But Bea couldn’t have known that. And I didn’t want her to know. I just turned her body to face the table and suffer the consequences of her behavior. ‘Face down. You’re going to need to hold on.’ I was going to fucking ruin her even if it was going to get me in the hospital.

Steadying her hips, I entered her with a strong thrust, making sure she knew exactly how much trouble she’d put herself in.

Without giving her a moment to accommodate me, my body was jolting toward her so fiercely that I could hear a whine escaping her lungs each time my hips moved until she couldn’t hold back from whimpering through gritted teeth, ‘What are you doing?’

‘Making you regret what you said earlier,’ I muttered, increasing my pace to make sure I could keep good on my words. She managed to send me into the darkest place possible where I was getting off on each second of her anguish, and in a fucked up way, even from my own. My movements guided by feral instinct. Immediate satisfaction was my sole goal, although no matter what skills I would exercise on her body, she didn’t seem to join me on my trip to euphoria. That didn’t even bother me. But what pushed me one step away from insanity was the pleasure reflected on Sandra’s lips. They both found ecstasy while myprincesswas still fucking opposing it.

‘You’re fighting it, aren’t you?’ I asked her, trying to control my temper as my rapture was almost impossible to hold back for long. I needed her to finish and if my rampage wasn’t enough then I felt forced to make a smallupgrade.

Wrapping her hair around my fist, I brought her head high enough to almost touch my shoulder as my hips were moving through knife-jabbing pain. Still, I managed to arch her to her very last limit as my length was going straight to the pit of her stomach with a shattering rhythm.

I was seconds away from making her come and I found it only fair to give her awarning. ‘You can’t help yourself with me. No matter how hard you try.’

And the truth was, I couldn’t help myself with her either. I couldn’t remember ever being so turned on as in those moments. My teeth were grazing the back of her neck. I could see my groans vibrating against small strands of her hair. Her body was finally surrendering, clenching me inside her as she was crying out the muffled sounds of her bliss.

But I couldn’t let her enjoy a single second after what she just put me through. And I knew just the way to rob her of the last trace of pleasure running through her body, ‘Good girl,’ I snarled just as my hot liquid flowed inside her.

I had proven my point. I made her come despite her best efforts to stop me. And I was certain that it was as infuriating for her as it was satisfying to me.

‘Are you done with me?’ she asked the second I found enough strength to free her from the cage of my arms.

I didn’t answer at first. Just rearranged my pants as she found a spot on the leather couch behind me. Fuck, I could barely even talk from the effort. But I was never lost for words, so after lighting up a cigarette, I decided to speak my mind. ‘Don’t play victim with me, Bea. You knew what you were getting yourself into from the start. This is a sex deal. One no one forced you to enter. No room for love and emotions.’

No room formyemotions!

‘It’s okay, Brax. I don’t need your love. I never knew love except for my family. It’s okay not to have feelings for me. I would be much more concerned if you did. For you, I’m an object meant to bring pleasure. And that is what you should seek in me. Only pleasure. That’s why I asked the question earlier. Am I done pleasuring you?’

‘Get out!’ I roared as she was repeating a statement that I had been trying to convince myself of since the first time I met her. And until that day, I always considered that I could follow whatever I would impose myself to.

But hearing it from her, the words sounded hilariously stupid.

She didn’t even need to laugh to convince me of how fake what I was trying to persuade myself of really sounded.

I was a fucking delusional fool. She was like a drug I couldn’t get rid of no matter how hard I tried, yet I kept lying to myself thatthis would be the dayI’d recover. And every single time thatdaywas turning out to be one step closer to an overdose.

Chapter 37

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