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Seline looked up, giving him her best pouty face.

“But what if I want you to shoot your seed, Master?” she purred. “What if I want you to give me all your cream?”

Nox’s silver eyes widened and then went half-lidded again.

“I tend to come a lot,” he warned her.

“That’s all right.” Seline lapped the head of his cock, licking away a droplet of salty precum which went really well with the sweet, sticky syrup. “I don’t mind, Master.”

“And you’re sure this is what you want?” Nox murmured. “You want me to come in your mouth?”

Seline stared at him for a moment—was he actually playing along with her here? She’d never heard him talk dirty before and it turned her on even more than she already was.

“Yes, Master,” she assured him. “I…I want you to come in my mouth.”

“Mmm…well then, I will,” Nox rumbled. “But only if you promise to be a good girl and swallow every last drop.”

Seline felt a tingle go through her—no, it was more like a surge of lust. God, when he talked dirty to her and called her a “good girl” in that deep voice of his…her pussy felt so hot she could barely stand it.

“I…I promise, Master,” she said breathlessly. “I’ll swallow every drop of your cream.”

She went back to work, licking delicately around the thick knot and then sucking the head some more. She had never been one to swallow before, but she was very aware of all the other Masters groaning and sighing around the table as they finished, and from what she could see, every single one of the pleasure slaves was swallowing. Besides, she liked Nox’s flavor…and his scent…and the feel of his thick shaft throbbing in her hands.

She liked everything about the big Kindred and she wanted to show him how she felt, even though she knew he could never return her feelings.

SEVENTEEN

NOX

Nox couldn’t believe this was happening in real life. It seemed like one of the strange, erotic dreams he had been having about Seline, only in his dreams he was usually the one tasting her, not the other way around.

But this way is good too, his mind informed him. It feels amazing! Her soft little mouth and the way she uses her tongue…

Not to mention the way she kept looking up to meet his eyes while she was licking and sucking him. She seemed to genuinely be enjoying this act. And Nox had to admit, he was too. It felt amazing and it was incredibly sensual to be making eye contact with Seline as she made a show of licking and sucking his aching cock.

Tentatively, he reached down to stroke her hair, which drew a purring hum from her throat as she sucked him. He did it again and then, since she seemed to like it when he talked to her, he murmured,

“I’m going to come soon, Seline. Going to shoot all my cream in that pretty pink mouth of yours.”

“Mmm!” she moaned around his cock and Nox felt like he had found some secret desire of hers. She seemed to really like graphic language. He tried to think of what else he might say to bring her pleasure. Then he remembered a phrase she’d repeated over and over.

“Are you going to be a good girl and swallow all my cream, Seline?” he growled, gathering her hair in his hand and squeezing it tight so she could feel the pressure. “Are you going to swallow every last drop when I shoot down your throat?”

Seline’s eyes went wide and she moaned again around his cock. She pulled back for just a moment to gasp,

“Yes, Master! Yes, I’ll swallow every drop if you just shoot for me!”

Nox felt his balls growing tighter. Gods, she was beautiful like this, kneeling beside him, her breasts barely contained by her dress and his cock in her mouth. He’d had what felt like hundreds of dreams about her by now, but none of them had been anything like this deliciously erotic after-dinner scenario. Stray thoughts were rushing through his mind as he felt his body getting ready to release.

So beautiful…so perfect…she’s mine…want her forever…want to protect her…keep her safe…love her so much…

Wait…what was that last one? Nox frowned. It was almost like the intense pleasure she was giving him was causing him to have emotions for her—but that couldn’t be true, could it? He told himself it was just the sexual tension and the need to release that was affecting him.

And just then, Seline reached between his legs and started stroking his throbbing knot and running her sharp, pointed fingernails lightly around the hard ridge.

The light, teasing touch was too much for him. With a low groan, Nox started to come—the cream pumping out of his cock in hard spurts one after another after another.

He saw Seline’s lovely brown eyes widen but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she took more of him between her lips and sucked harder, as though she was trying to swallow every last drop, just as she had promised to.

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