Page 51 of Her Brutal King


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Declan’s tongue glides along my leg, up further and further until his teeth sink into the sensitive flesh at the inside of my thigh. I yelp at the burning pain that slices through me before he kisses it away. “Put your feet together, then drop your knees wide.”

I listen, just like I always do when it comes to his instructions. He rewards me with a kiss on my swollen clit. My mouth parts with a breathy sigh. “God, why do you have to tease me so much?” I ask.

“Because it makes it all the sweeter when you finally come undone.” His mouth moves, pressing against my navel.

The clicking of the lid on the lube snaps open. He drips it onto the toy and then presses it to my entrance. I hiss at the cold liquid. Declan presses a button, and it comes to life inside of me, vibrating and buzzing. I instantly move to close my legs, but he plants his elbow against one knee and a hand on the other, forcing me to remain open and ride through the intensity of the pleasure.

“Stay open, or I’ll tie you down,” he warns.

Heat pulls in my stomach with his threat. He presses an open-mouthed kiss on my throat.

“Dec,” I pant. “Please. It’s so much. I just need you.”

His dark chuckle causes me to shiver. Then he presses another button and my entire body tenses. Air pulses against the sensitive bundle of nerves on my clit, and I gasp at the fierce pressure building up inside of me. My hips buck, grinding the air while he continues to keep me pinned in place. Then he bites a nipple through my shirt, his teeth scraping against my flesh, and it sends the final jolt of need straight to my pussy.

I come undone, crying out his name despite not having him inside of me, despite all the efforts of my climax coming from the thin purple plastic toy inside of me. My fingers run through the back of his head, tugging at locks of hair. He continues to tease my breasts, sucking and biting, kissing and licking, or rolling the hardened bud between his fingers.

And I am just a writhing mess. A tear falls from my cheek. He licks it up, a rumbling sound escaping him. The toy shuts off sometime later. I’m too delirious to know how much time has gone by, but I’m so sensitive it hurts, and I know I’ve come at least twice more.

A silent sob escapes when he slowly tugs the dildo from me. I’m empty, and I don’t want to be. But relief also settles in my chest when I realize how sore I already am. Declan sits up while my body is a limp noodle, but I’m pliable. I don’t struggle when he grabs me by the hips and flips me over. There’s rustling behind me, then his shirt falls to the floor. His jeans follow.

“Take off your shirt if you don’t want me to rip it off you.”

I sit up on my knees and tug it off and drop my bra on the floor beside it. He yanks my wrists behind me, and I wait patiently while he straps the leather cuffs around them. When he’s finished, he grabs my nape and pushes me down so I’m on my hands and knees. Then, he presses the tip of his cock right there. He nudges inside inch by slow fucking inch. I know he’s not all the way in, but still, he fills me, the ridges of his pierced dick pushing inside of me. They feel so fucking good.

Who needs a toy when he’s pierced for her pleasure?

Rough, calloused hands slide along my back. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”

“You fill me so good,” I say. “I need to come again. Faster. Please?”

“Not yet. Savor it. My bad little girl. So greedy, for what?” He drags out of me, then slams hardback in. I jolt forward and collapse into the bed. “Take what I have, and then I’ll give you another orgasm.”

I clench around him. He groans. “Fuck, I love when you do that.”

I smirk against the sheets and do it again. His hand comes down on my ass, then again in the same spot.

“Fucking tease. Stop. Let me enjoy how warm and tight you are.”

I moan when his dick twitches and his fingertips dig into the tender flesh around my hips. His movements grow more ragged. “Yes,” I pant. “Come, baby. Fill me up.”

He slides in and out, hitting me just right, that sweet, sensitive spot inside of me getting stroked each time. And together, we cry out in pleasure as the climax hits us. As his cum fills me and I strangle his dick, or so he calls it. He collapses on me and my stomach presses even deeper into the mattress.

Declan strokes my hair while we both come down and then he pulls out of me, leaving me empty. He climbs out of bed and when I roll over; I catch the unopened condom sitting right where he’d left it. My bottom lip quivers, and he must follow my line of sight because he lets out a pained grunt.

“Fuck, Sammy. I forgot. I was in the moment.”

I blink, shaking my head. “I’m on the pill.”

“Still, we agreed.” He grips my chin, forcing my hand toward him. “We’ll go get tested together in the morning. God, I’m so fucking sorry. I got caught up. That’s not an excuse.”

I bite my bottom lip, drawing blood. “Thanks,” I whisper.

Chapter Twenty-Four

“Mom!”Maxcheersfromthe kitchen counter of my parents’ farmhouse.

My stomach churns at the sight of Mom at the counter stirring batter for the cake I asked her to help with. The last time I stood in this home, I told my children that their dad was dead. She’d been baking them her famous blackberry lavender cake as if nothing had happened.

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