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A small scream slipped out as soon as his mouth was on me. He was devouring me, taking everything he could and more. He pushed me beyond my limits and then sought redemption. His tongue flicked over my clit, and my hands laced through his hair, tugging on it.
“You taste so fucking good, little lion,” he murmured against my skin. Not once did he break eye contact, and the tension was driving me insane. I struggled to breathe properly, whilst he seemed unbothered.
Davorin’s pleasure was a siren that lured me to experience more.
Gradually, he picked up the pace. His hands gripped my hips because I tried to move, the overwhelming sensation too much for me to handle. He didn’t allow me. He held me in place, and then slowly bit my aching clit.
Davorin set the tune and I played it. As soon as he felt that I was nearing release, he removed himself from me, and a wicked smile spread over his handsome face. He let out a low chuckle and picked me up before putting me on the bed gently.
His belt came undone quicker than I was able to blink.
The tip of his cock rested at my entrance. He brushed it against my clit twice, and twice I was barely able to suppress the need to put it inside myself.
“Don’t tease me,” I groaned. “Please.”
Another low chuckle before he placed a small kiss on my collarbone. He grazed my skin with his teeth before he suddenly entered me, with full force. A scream pierced my lips before his hand was on my mouth.
“Fucking hell,” he hissed, “your cunt feels so good wrapped around my cock, Kaya.”
His thrusts were intense—as was the look he’d given me. He didn’t give me any time to adjust to his size, and the slight ache turned into pleasure instantly. Repeatedly, he hit my sweet spot, and each time he realized I was about to come, he paused, torturing me in the worst possible way.
He slid the upper part of my dress down, exposing my breasts. Slowly, his mouth settled on the right one, his tongue twirling around the aching nipple, before he sucked on it harshly. Another scream came from me, followed by a chuckle from him.
“That’s it, little lion,” he taunted. “I love it when you scream for me.”
Davorin was merciless, ruthless, slamming into me as hard as he wanted. I could feel his cock in my stomach and the severity of it made my toes curl.
He was definitely good at multitasking too, because he never stopped his cruel thrusts whilst sucking on my breasts. He switched sides, giving both of them the attention they craved.
I clenched myself on his cock and he hissed, “Stop squeezing my cock, little lion—it’ll snap in half.”
It made me laugh, though it was muffled, and he didn’t like it. He removed the hand from my lips, put it on my throat and squeezed, cutting off my oxygen. Delirium filled my vision, black spots appearing, but I was enjoying every second of it.
“Oh God,” I rasped.
Davorin chuckled. “No, little lion.” He brought his lips an inch above mine. “You are my god, and I was born to worship the ground you walked on.”
His words did something to me. I was unable to decipher it, though the pleasure I felt was immense—and good enough for the time being.
Davorin distanced himself from me, and a sigh of disappointment followed. However, he was quick to put my legs on his shoulders and start thrusting once more, getting deeper than ever before.
I gripped the sheets on the bed as my back arched. I was seeing stars, and I felt my eyes burn with tears as I tried to catch my breath. He knew exactly what he was doing to me when he pressed just below my stomach, and another moan slipped out.
“That’s it,” he praised. “Let me hear your voice, Kaya.”
He flipped me onto my stomach. Instinctively, I raised my ass up and squealed when his palm landed on it. He chuckled before driving himself back into me. His groans sent shivers down my spine.
“I fucking love your body,” he muttered, pausing for a moment to place kisses on my back. Slowly, he tugged the dress down, exposing more of my skin, which he covered with soft kisses. It felt almost too good.
“You’re so perfect.” His words were exactly what I needed. “I love the way you taste, the way you’re so breakable under my touch.”
I’d never been fragile. Yet he made me want to be nothing but a piece of glass that he could shatter whenever he wanted, in any way possible.
“Please.” I looked at him over my shoulder. “Go harder—and deeper.”
Davorin grinned. “Your wish is my command, princess.”
He didn’t change the rhythm; however, he complied with my requests perfectly. Hard, deep strokes that were at the same time slow and sensual made me lose my mind. He clutched my hips and pulled me onto himself, going deeper than I’d ever thought possible.
