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Her hips jerk forward, knees buckle, and I quickly slip an arm around her waist to keep her upright, her clit throbbing beneath the slick rubs of my thumb. Her voice is hoarse as she cries out, the sound so sweet and warm in the austerity of this room.
I keep one hand at her breast while I slowly remove the other, sliding my finger over my tongue, tasting every inch of her. She’s decadent and rich, like the most expensive wine, but fresh at the same time. The taste of youth.
“You’re a good girl, aren’t you?” I say, stepping back to undo the fly of my pants, my cock twitching against the seam. “Coming for me so soft and easy like that. Such a good little whore.”
Her eyes open and instead of giving me a look of annoyance, her expression is one of want. Fuck me. Shelovesthis. Maybe Van Helsing wasn’t all that wrong about me needing a companion.
I bring my cock out, hard as steel and pulsing hotly under my grip.
“Get on your knees.”
To my surprise she grins, a beautiful smile that lights her eyes up in a wicked way, and does what she’s told.
Once on her knees, she reaches for my cock and stares up at me with her big green eyes, her auburn hair flowing down her naked back. “Yes, my lord.”
Chapter12
Rose
“My lord.”
The words just slip out. I couldn’t help it, just like I couldn’t help coming at his slightest touch. Because despite him not knowing me, it’shim, and my body responds to his gaze, to his touch, to his voice, like a puppet on a string. I can’t help but be pulled back through the passage of time to the ways we were together before, when he had the ability to make me see stars and take me to heaven with the flick of a finger.
And so I’m on my knees, the cold stone floor digging into my skin, my hands wrapped around the familiar heat and hardness of his cock, and I haven’t felt this alive since…since the last night we slept together. That one night I was Dahlia and Lucy and Mina and I was so fucking in love with him, I thought my heart might burst like a dam and flood the both of us.
I would do anything to drown with him.
And just like those old times, I’ve reverted to calling him “my lord.”
From the way he’s frowning at me, his dark eyes being pulled from molten need and into a state of confusion, I wonder if I’ve made a mistake. Does he remember the way I’d say it? Does he remember me? Does he know the truth?
“My lord,” he repeats carefully, his tongue tracing his bottom lip. The sharpness in his eyes slowly melts into desire again. “I like that.” His voice sounds like silk.
I hide my relief behind a teasing smile. “I only aim to please you.”
He swallows audibly, mouth parting, then he suddenly reaches forward and grabs my hair, making a tight, painful fist of it at the top of my head.
I can’t help but yelp, my grip on his cock loosening.
“Then start sucking me off,” he growls, shoving my face forward.
Despite the pain, I eagerly accept his demand, gripping him expertly and savoring the taste of him as I swirl my tongue around his shaft, trying to relish every inch. I feel like I have waited for this for so long, this tease of intimacy.
Valtu groans loudly, a sound that tickles every pleasure point in my head, makes the heat grow between my legs. I have missed that sound so much, the way I’m able to pull it out from his cold and composed demeanor with just the pass of my tongue. It has always felt like a superpower, like magic, and now it’s no different.
I open my mouth wide and envelop him, letting out a moan myself that I know he can feel vibrate along the stiff, hot length of him.
His hips buck against my face, and his grip on my hair tightens as I take him deeper in my mouth, my lips making a sucking noise as he passes through them with force. He groans and his fist constricts, pulling on my hair even harder.
I gasp around his length, the pain so sharp yet sweet at the same time.
God, I have missedthis.
“You like that?” he asks huskily as he stares down at me. “Such a good girl choking on my cock like that. How deep can you take me, hmmm?”
His words make me shiver, my throat constricting in response. I can feel my arousal growing, threatening to overpower me as it spreads through my body. I know I already came from just the brush of his fingers, a hair-trigger to the extreme, but I feel it might be possible to come just from giving him head. My body is that ready.
I close my eyes and focus on the sensation, letting it take me over until I’m nothing but pleasure, until I’m nothing but his. I answer him with a moan, taking him as deeply as I can, wanting to give him all of me.
