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I lowered until I felt his mouth, his tongue moving clumsily around my pussy. He flicked his tongue and sucked and slurped my clit.

But I wouldn’t make it so easy. My hips moved back and forth, fucking his face slowly at first and then harder and harder until arousal took over.

“This is how you taught them, right? Trial by fire? No love? Just threats of fire and brimstone?”

He grunted and squirmed, and I fucked his face harder until my nipples beaded. I ground my pussy on that man’s face until I felt my own orgasm erupting.

“Please,” he pleaded, the sound vibrating against my clit until I came on his face.

“Please. Is that how the children begged you to stop?”

“Stop,” he growled, a move that sent another aftershock through me.

I laughed. “Not so fun when you’re not in a powerful position, is it?”

James glared at me when I slid down his body, and I laughed again.

“You’re a crazy bitch, you know that?”

“I’ve been called worse,” I told him as I lowered myself onto his cock. It was long and thick, something a real woman could appreciate.

He groaned in pleasure, and his eyes closed.

“A woman like me, I could appreciate this cock of yours. It’s just too bad you used it for evil.”

“You believe in evil?”

“No. I believe in men. Flesh and blood, men,” I told him as I rocked on his thick cock. This one actually felt good. “Who do terrible things simply because they can. Men like you. Not deities nor fairytales.”

His eyes remained closed against the pleasure while I ground and bounced on his cock. His body tensed fast, a sign his orgasm was close. I never stopped fucking him as one hand went to my thigh, to my trusty blade tucked into my lace-tops.

“You should have come to me. I would have given you the fuck you needed. But you didn’t.”

“Oh God,” he growled and gripped my hips.

“Look at me.”

His eyes flew open, and my cunt pulsed around him. “It’s irresistible,” he insisted.

“I know,” I told him just as his jaw tightened. “Too bad this is vengeance. Pure fucking vengeance.” The minute his grip tightened, I touched the razor-sharp blade to his neck, and in a flash, I slid it across his throat. Fear and pain flickered in his eyes, followed by resignation.

It was always the same.

His blood was everywhere, and I was bathed in it, covered in the warm, red liquid.

Mycleanup crew arrived before the blood had cooled, leaving not one fucking trace that I had ever been there.

Because I didn’t make mistakes.

“Get out. I need to think.” I needed to replay the scene at the church to see what, if anything, that little bitch might have on me. If Jasper was right and there wassomething, I needed to figure out where I fucked up and fix it. ASAP.

“Now, Jasper. Get out.”

He nodded and got up silently, leaving as if nothing was wrong.

I reached for a bottle of Velvet Fire and went to my room.

To think.

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