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Declan opened his mouth to apologize, feeling like an utter fool, then Taryn began to glide toward the bed. She stopped on her side, a painful arm’s length away from him. Declan’s anger began to dissipate as he watched his gorgeous mate slide the sheet down to the top of her breasts, revealing a tasty peachy peek of her areolas.
Declan’s body ached maddeningly.
“Taryn …”
“I know what you’re going to say,” Taryn said, cutting him off in a dazzling sultry tone. “That flirting with the king’s mate is a crime in itself. I know. But he hasn’t done anything. He was drunk. You two are good friends.”
All rationality faded into the crisp morning dew as Declan watched Taryn languidly shimmy the sheet just above her nipples. The bulge of her sweet breasts called to him.
He could see the swell of her buds through the sheet already, and he was turned on by the power she had over him. He was completely ready to submit to that power.
He swallowed, then stuck his tongue out to dampen his bone-dry lips.
“Taryn, I need you safe. That is essential. From now on, you will have an enforcer with you at all times. And Phillip will not be allowed anywhere where I am not present. Got it?”
His eyes, which were studying her form, swept up to his mate’s fetching face. She was lost in the ether of arousal, a dazed look in her expression that drove Declan crazy. Love truly was a form of supernatural hypnosis.
“Got it, My King.”
“Now drop that sheet,” Declan grunted, his cock painfully hard in his pajama bottoms. “I want you for breakfast.”
A mischievous look passed over Taryn’s face. She loved to toy with him, and a part of him felt a thrill in the game.
“Make me,” she purred.
Declan rolled over to Taryn’s side of the bed and snatched the sheet from her body with lightning speed. She hadn’t tried to flee but stood there in awe, proud of herself, proud to have a man who desired her so acutely.
Declan noted her pussy already glistening in the morning light and, holding her hips, yanked her onto the bed. He lay on his back as he guided her to straddle his face, plunging his tongue into his beloved's most mouthwatering, heated core.
“Oh, FUCK!”
Taryn ground against Declan’s face as he suckled on her swollen pearl, taking no time in causing her juices to spurt and spill directly into his gaping mouth. He lathered her up as she shook like a woman who had just released a demon from her very soul.
“Oh, Declan, my God …”
Declan licked his lips as she glided down over his chin and abdomen, leaving a trail of her honeyed sap until she settled perfectly onto his cock. He groaned as the walls of her pussy tightened around him, smothering his manhood in the most wonderful way possible.
Taryn’s body took over, the possessed look and movement further swelling Declan’s stone-hard cock. He dug his fingers into her hips and thrust upward, filling her all the way as her mouth stretched open in a strangled cry.
“Baby, baby,” she whimpered.
When Declan thumbed at her clit, it was over. Her body was a live wire and ready to combust at any second.
“Come for me, my beloved,” he growled, increasing the speed of his thrusts and pressure on her jewel. “I want to hear you scream my name.”
Taryn’s eyes squeezed shut as she rode him harder, the carnal smacking of their skin enhancing the eroticism of the moment. Soon after, her muscles went rigid, then she came undone for him.
It was a marvelous, beautiful sight to behold.
“Fuck! Declan!” she bellowed.
As she shuddered against him with a thundering orgasm, Declan spilled inside her, his cock no longer able to hold back. It was a long, rough climax, one where he thought he might just pull a muscle from the pleasure.
Taryn collapsed on top of him as they both panted and chuckled. Running his hands through her hair, breathing in the medley of his zesty arousal and blooming pores, Declan had forgotten entirely about Phillip.
TWENTY-THREE
TARYN
