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Fuck!
My baby teases me, tortures me, and I’d tell her anything she wants to know in this moment as long as she never stopped. “Please,” I whisper.
She hears, her eyes tightening in pleasure, and then she drops all the way down my length, taking me to the back of her throat. She hums around me as I shudder, pleasure exploding through me. My hands tighten in her hair and pull her up and off. I try to shove her back down but she resists, and only when I stop tugging does she carry on.
My heart races, and my breathing is loud in the silent car as her head bobs up and down. She takes my length all the way back with expert sucking, her tight, hot cavern making me lose control until I fuck her throat wildly.
“Shit, she’s insatiable,” Astro growls. “Aren’t you, beautiful?”
She pops her mouth off my cock, licking at her lips as I groan, thrusting into her hand. “When it comes to you all? Yes. I want you everywhere I can get you.”
“Don’t stop,” I bite out, the order harsh.
She looks up at me, arching one eyebrow, and waits patiently, fluttering her eyelashes.
“Please, baby,” I ask, not ashamed to beg when it comes to her.
“Good boy,” she purrs, leaning down and swallowing every inch of my length as I cry out.
“Fuck,” I shout as I hammer into her mouth. She lets me. The pleasure becomes too much, and it washes through me like a tidal wave as I come, hollering her name.
My cum splashes down her throat as she whimpers.
I try to pull back, but she doesn’t let me, sealing her mouth around me and drinking every single drop as I groan. When I slump, she finally relents, sliding her mouth up my cock and licking me clean as I watch, slumped in my seat.
How the fuck am I supposed to survive Reign Harrow?
“Shit, you can do that anytime. It stopped us from getting told off.” Cillian grins at her. “Using your body against him? Why didn’t I think of that?” he teases.
“It wouldn’t work,” I mutter, swallowing since my voice is hoarse. “Only for her.”
That makes her grin as she sits back, sucking on her thumb as I watch.
Grunting, I force myself to focus. “Miss Harrow—”
She groans. “Raffiel,” she counters, making me smirk.
“Just, next time let me protect you, okay?” That’s what it comes down to, and it’s more than just my job. It’s a need to protect her from the world, from the vultures that circle such an amazing soul and peck it clean. “At least let me do that? I’m not asking you to change, but to let me in enough to be at your side. Can you do that?”
She eyes me, probably reading more into my words than I would like. “I’ll try,” she replies, and I feel like shouting in victory.
I’ve been to war, and I’ve assassinated people, but I have never felt such a victory as getting Reign Harrow to trust me, even if it’s just a little.
I don’t know what that says about me or us, but I couldn’t care less.
Not with her smiling at me like I’m her savior.
TWENTY
“So what is the schedule for the day?” Raffiel asks.
I had been so exhausted when we got back last night, I climbed into bed and slept the full night through, all alone, but then again, I’m not alone, am I? I can feel their eyes on me through the cameras they installed. One day, I’m going to ask them if they watch me change, but not right now in front of my team. They flutter around the dressing room, getting my stuff organized.
“We’ll head to the studio. Hair, makeup, and clothes will be done on-site.” Sometimes I forget they haven’t been around me forever, since they simply just fit so well. I’m used to these kinds of appearances, but for them, it’s an unknown, and I’m learning they hate unknowns. They want to control everything from start to finish. It’s sweet. “We’ll be escorted to the set, where taping will take about an hour or two, and then we can leave. There is a live audience there as well. It will be interview style so you can’t be there.”
“And security?” he questions, his eyes narrowed as I lean back, sucking on my lollipop. He’s probably angry because I only told him I had this interview booked an hour ago. Oops. Old habits die hard, I guess.
“Plenty.” I shrug.
