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“Asses.”
He took a handful of my ass and bit down hard. Whimpering and wanting my pleasure so badly, I pushed my ass on him, grinding my hips.
“N-no,” I said.
He slipped his two long, thick, talented fingers inside me.
He fucked me hard, unabandoned, and faster than my eyes could track. My screams echoed off the shower walls, creating a hum around us. My orgasm was so powerful that it absolutely took me to my knees. The sweet liquid spilled from me like a dam bursting. My head was still angled up, but I felt him smile on the skin of my back.
“That’s right,” he said, popping his fingers in my mouth. “Good fucking girl. My good fucking girl. Now…Taste your come. Remember what only I can do to you,” he demanded, gagging me with his slippery digits.
He let go of my hair, smoothing it down my back and leaving trails of light kisses on my neck, tracing the faint lines of his fingertips.
“Now,” he said, allowing me to turn around and marvel at his glorious muscled chest and abs. “Answer my question, my queen.”
My brain was completely addled with sex as I tried to remember the question, but his cock was thick and in command, jutting out from his hips. The veins on the top bulge, pulsating, making it bounce. He watched my gaze, moaning at my praise.
“Fuck, Little Shadow,” he said in a hoarse whisper.
“If you keep looking at my cock like that,” he warned, stepping closer, pushing that thick rod into my stomach. “I’m going to make you choke on it.”
The promise was dangerous, sensual, and true.
“Good.” I breathed, challenging him with a look as I leaned down on my knees—the bite of the tile floor I ignored with him so close to my parting lips. Lucius groaned, my breath hot on his balls, the sound of a beast fighting for control.
He was gripping a shower bar, his knuckles white with strain as he allowed me to have this control. I slipped my tongue along his head, feeling the silky-smooth texture pop in my mouth, my lips closing around the head and teasing his slit with my tongue.
“Your forms of torture are very cruel,” he grunted, sweat beading on his skin.
I laughed around his member, the vibration making him stand straight up. I took my free hand and gently kneaded his testicles, rolling my knuckles into his asshole. His eyes closed, and I wanted to take a picture of his absolute beauty at this moment.
Wrapping my other hand around his base, I twisted my wrist slightly, going up and down, using my mouth to follow my hand.
He moaned in approval, his grip so tight on the tile rack that I could hear little cracks occurring.
Going faster, I tested his massive length, wondering if I could even take him fully.
Not giving me an option, his control breaking like that tile, he slammed my head onto his cock. The thick length filled my mouth, gagging me, thrusting to the back of where my throat allowed.
It felt like he was bending down my throat, his impossibly long, thick cock throbbing in my mouth. Tears streamed down my face, and my ability to breathe was completely gone. He gave me short breaks as he pulled my head off just enough to gasp for air and slammed me back down to nearly his base.
“You look so pretty when you cry.”
I looked into his eyes. The water, tears, and saliva coated my face, dripping down my chest and sliding to my heated pussy. He moaned, picking up my body and spinning me around upside down. My mouth never left his thickness. It simply did a corkscrew.
My gasp was silenced by his thrusts as he dove his mouth onto my cunt. The feeling was so heady that I nearly came right then. The rush of blood to my head and lack of oxygen had me dizzy. Lucius had turned me away from the water, his hair dripping water down onto my throbbing pussy. His fucking tongue was magic. It felt like he hadn’t been sucking my clit and lapping my juices for more than a minute before I felt myself coming so hard my eyes saw black spots.
Having no time to catch my breath, Lucius bucked, his own cry echoing in my ears, and he shot hot jets of come down my throat. I felt complete at that moment. An unexplainable feeling of right…and maybe something else. Lucius flipped me back over, sudsing up his hands and gently washing my body. He placed a light kiss on the top of my hair.
Staring into my eyes, he whispered. “You are mine, Little Shadow. Do with me what you will because I, too, belong to you.”
Goddamn, did I feel pussy whipped right now.
Stalking a fucking Thor-looking cop and his partner all because my Little Shadow told me to do it.
Shaking my head, I ran my hand down my face. The power of pussy, I mused to myself.
Watching the two people walk into a bar, I noticed their pig uniforms and faces glowing with egotistical self-righteous bullshit.
