Page 102 of Long Live the King


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“I love that it’s mine. I love that I can touch it whenever I feel like it. I want to tattoo my name on it.”

I let out a sharp cry when I feel his teeth dig into the skin of my left cheek.

He bit me.

He keeps the pressure, suctioning the skin into his mouth.

He’s obsessed with marking me.

No inch of my body is safe.

Releasing me, he runs his thumb over the skin rippled by his bite. A deep growl rumbles low in his throat. His voice is velvety soft and seductive when he speaks. “I love seeing my teeth marks here.”

His fingers trace down the line of my thong. Hooking one under the fabric, he rolls it down my crack pulling my thong from between my cheeks and tugging it to the side.

It’s such a dirty move, more wetness gushes to my entrance. Using both hands, he spreads my cheeks and looks at methere. I rear up, embarrassed, but he slams me back down against the hood.

“Stay.” He threatens darkly.

He bends over and drags his tongue down my crack, licking me from top to very bottom. I almost shoot off the car again, pleasure sending my eyes rolling into the back of my head, but his hand comes out to keep me in place.

“You’re wet. You’re always so soaked for me, I should just keep you on my dick 24/7.” He traces up and down my slit, collecting my wetness.

I moan loudly.

“You’d like that, baby?”

I nod, staring back at him with heavy lidded eyes, lust completely glazing over my every other thought.

“Fuck, don’t look at me like that. You’re asking to be completely destroyed. Don’t forget this is a punishment.”

“Like I said, I’d like to see you try.” I get out between heady moans.

He gives me a smirk that’s downright sinister as he plunges three fingers into me in one go.

I scream. He’s never gone in with three right off the bat. The stretch is so tight, I’m afraid I’ll break. He doesn’t give me a moment to get accustomed before he pistons in and out of me at a furious pace. He curls his fingers down and hits a spot that has stars exploding behind my eyes. He’s been fingering me for less than thirty seconds and I’m hurtling fast towards an orgasm so strong I’m afraid it might blind me.

He pulls his fingers out abruptly and takes a small step back. I get up on my elbows and turn towards him.

“What are you doing?”

“Are you ready to beg yet?”

I turn back towards the car, frustration singing in my blood, but say nothing.

“No?”

Rogue steps back towards me and slaps my ass twice before spearing three fingers into me again.

“Rogue!” I scream, struggling for purchase on the flat surface of the car as he picks up the rhythm. Like before, it takes seconds before I reach the cliff of my climax. Like before, he pulls his fingers out and steps away moments before I go over the edge. I blindly reach for him, trying to pull him back to me. “Rogue, don’t.” I whine.

“It’s so fucking hot the way you call my name.” He brings his hand down and smacks my pussy. The blow hits my clit and sends pain and pleasure flaming through me. “Come on. Beg for me, baby.”

I shake my head repeatedly, brokenly.

The loop of his belt clanges, followed by the rip of his zipper. He tears open a condom with his teeth and sheathes his thick cock before plunging into me in one go.

My mouth falls open on a silent scream as he doesn’t give me a chance to adjust, just slams into me, fucking me ruthlessly.

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