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I turn around to meet his darkening eyes. He’s so close I can feel the warm exhale of each breath he releases. I can hardly concentrate, quickly forgetting the initial reason for this conversation.
“The people come first,” I manage to whisper.
He closes the gap between us, forcing our noses to touch, and I can almost taste his lips on mine. “I’ve put my people first for the last four hundred years, and they’ve been well taken care of. This time is forus. Let us have this.” His hand slips around my lower back, pulling me closer to him.
How does he do this to me? One minute I can be so irritated and angry with him, and the next he has me practically melting into the palm of his hand. Our mating bond gives me whiplash.
Or maybe it’s just him.
I grip the front of his shirt, pulling him closer. My sharp fae ears pick up the faint sound of his heartbeat as it pounds harder. “You have me right now. What would you like to do with this time?” My voice is breathy and low as I press against his lips.
A wicked grin spreads across his face, igniting a fire deep within my core. He sucks his lower lip between his teeth as his eyes devour me in one look. “Mmm,” he growls. “I think I’d like to have you as dessert with my after-dinner drink.”
Always so quick with his words. I feel the darkness inside me push toward the surface, begging him for more. My lips twitch, turning upward as I watch him.
His free arm moves beside me, and his hand emerges from the wooden desk firmly gripping a glass full of his favorite whiskey. He swirls it under my nose, sending sweet caramel and buttery notes spiraling into my lungs. Refusing to break locked eyes, he draws the glass to his lips, then slowly swallows down a long, sexy drink of whiskey. Setting the now-empty glass on the desk behind me, he nips at my bottom lip, demanding my mouth open for him. As his tongue enters my mouth, the reminiscence of the alcohol burns my tastebuds followed by a creamy caramel flavor infused into the whiskey.
A low moan escapes me as his tongue rolls with mine, dominating my mouth. He’s leaning into me with so much weight I can hardly keep myself upright, and I reach for the desk behind me to relieve the pressure. In my flustered state, I accidentally knock over his whiskey glass, sending it crashing to the floor. It explodes beside us as it connects with the marble and glass flies everywhere.
“Oops,” I say, reluctantly pulling away from his firm grasp. “I’ll clean it up.”
“Later,” he growls with intense aggression, slamming my body back into his as he purposefully moves his foot, crunching a piece of broken glass under his boot.
I can feel his massive cock swelling against me, and my voice is almost inaudible as I slowly nod, repeating his words, “Later.”
A wicked grin exposes his perfectly white teeth, and a possessive moan rips from his throat as he gets excited for what’s about to come.
A hint: both of us.
I reach for his belt buckle, making quick work of getting it undone while Dreyden kisses across my jaw, then down my neck. Goosebumps rise across my skin. The button on his trousers pops with ease, and I let my head drop back as the sound of his zipper sliding down reaches my ears. It’s one of my favorite sounds.
My mouth waters as I slide my hand over the hard bulge begging to be released from his tightening trousers. Dreyden’s throaty growl vibrates through us, egging me on harder. The heat between my thighs is becoming uncomfortable without his touch, and I’m nearly whimpering for his cock.
I lick my lips, wetting them in preparation for his stiff cock as I wiggle his trousers down. It springs free, bouncing as my mouth closes in. My tongue reaches the tip of his cock first, gently flicking over the head before my lips close around it.
“Fuck,” he growls through a tightened jaw.
I keep going, bobbing my head up and down while maintaining firm pressure with my lips wrapped widely around his cock. Using my hand to stroke what my mouth can’t reach, I let out a throaty moan, vibrating around his great length.
His hips jerk, but I’m ready for him as his cock hits the back of my throat, pushing so deep it nearly gags me. With animalistic instinct, Dreyden’s fingers lace through my hair, then he slams his cock deeper down my throat. I part my lips as wide as my jaw will stretch while he fucks my mouth.
In what now feels like my past life I would have never allowed someone to dominate me in the way Dreyden does, but submitting to him in the bedroom gets me off more than I ever thought possible. My orgasms reach new heights as he pushes my body beyond its limits, and my dark side loves the rough sex more than anything. Perhaps that’s why I push myself so hard in training.
I can’t breathe but I stay calm as my oxygen runs low, trusting he’ll know when to stop.
His molten eyes are locked on mine as he thrusts in and out of my sweet, submissive mouth. Just when I think I can’t possibly hold out any longer, he slams into me as far as my throat will take him, then holds it for a second while I begin to struggle, gripping both of his thighs, but I never break eye contact.
“That’s my good girl,” he praises as he releases my hair and pulls his cock from my mouth.
Satisfied with my work, I smile up at him, wiping a mixture of saliva and precum from the corners of my lips.
Dreyden sweeps me off my feet and then twists my body away from him, bending me over his desk as he yanks my trousers down and tears open the back of my shirt, allowing it to fall onto the desk. He presses down on my lower back, forcing me to arch for him.
He drops to his knees behind me, spreading my legs as he goes. His tongue laps at my inner thighs while he grips my ass, kneading and pulling as he goes. My arousal drips down my legs, and he makes slow work of cleaning it up. He’s drawing it out as long as he can, casually making his way toward my aching pussy.
“Dreyden, please,” I pant as I clench my thighs around his face, needing more, and needing morenow.
I feel his smile against my skin as I beg. “Always in such a hurry,” he scolds through a husky, deep voice.
