Page 63 of Jack of Diamonds


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Faster.

Deeper.

I caught a glimpse of his cock and our surrounding skin covered in blood. I had no idea how much of it was mine, or how much was his, and I didn’t care. All I wanted was to feel his throbbing cock inside me while I came on it.

Fuck, I was close.

I tilted my hips, angling my clit to rub against his body. His hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise as he took me with an urgency that bordered on violence. The pleasure was bright and sharp, dancing along the edge of pain, and I relished every moment of it. His thrusts grew more erratic.

Suddenly Jack pinned my hips down. He held me still as he buried his cock to the hilt, shoving his balls against my ass.

Time stopped, and his eyes squeezed shut. A muffled groan vibrated against my neck as he took one last taste of my blood.

Then his balls twitched. He threw back his head and let out a wild cry as he fully erupted inside me, unleashing a torrent of liquid fire into my core. It felt like a scorching fire, filling me completely and leaving me gasping for breath. It was almost too much to bear, yet I found myself craving more, arching my hips to take him deeper.

His entire body shook and trembled, as if it couldn’t contain the ferocity of his release. I could feel every twitch and spasm as he poured himself into me.

His cold, hard, impenetrable facade shattered as he surrendered to the ecstasy, consumed by the primal urges that had taken over his body. He didn’t growl or roar like my other wicked boys.

No...Jack came so hard that his voice was reduced to a symphony of restrained moans and gasps. In that moment, he was no longer the most formidable swordsman in Wonderland. He wasn’t the Supreme Commander of the White Queen’s army. He wasn’t even a deadly vampire.

He was a vulnerable man, lost in the overwhelming intensity of his orgasm, shuddering and gasping for air and trembling in my arms.

I savored the vision of his face, watching in slow motion as I brought the revered White Knight to his motherfucking knees.

In that moment, he was powerless, and we both knew it.

He rocked me with a powerful shudder and a few more thrusts, not so hard this time, just enough to finish draining his balls.

I’d done it.

I’d made that cruel, unaffected, holier-than-thou asshole lose all control. My body ached and burned, and I knew there would be bruises the next day.

But I couldn’t stop smiling. I knew the bruises would be worth it when I saw the look on Jack’s face.

His long, blood-streaked platinum hair fell to the side, revealing a foreign expression in his eyes.

Immediate regret.

Maybe even panic.

Still anchored inside me, still resting on his knees, Jack’s red gaze wandered down the length of my body, then back up to my face.

“Mon Dieu... What have I done?”

It was the last thing I remembered before I fell into a void of darkness.

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ChapterTwelve

JACK

I should’ve known better.

Now, my worst fear was coming true before my very eyes.

“Alice? Alice!”

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