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I snicker, balls tightening as I visualize it sinking between the reddened cheeks. I decide to leave her to her delusion. Once I gave in, there’s no holding it back. I will take every one of her holes tonight. And she’ll like it.
“Seriously, do you have a medical condition or something?” she asks, eyes on the shaft she slobbered all over. “It’s a fucking monster.”
“And yet you take it so well.” I nudge the head of my cock back against her lips, and she opens wide again. “How deep can you go, hm?”
She eagerly shows me, tilting her head back and sucking in air to let me sink into her throat.
I grunt as I feel her lips against my pelvis, my eyes practically rolling to the back of my head at the unbelievably tight, wet opening. She chokes around the intrusion, and the movement in the depth of her throat threatens to fucking undo me. Then Darina moves her head back a few inches, and unbelievably, instead of abandoning me, letting me go so she can breathe, she does it all over again. And again.
There’s no stopping the intense, blind rush of pleasure, and I spill myself deep into the back of her throat.
She takes every drop before pulling my cock out of her mouth.
“How are you still so hard?” She giggles, staring at it in wonder.
If it was softening, just looking at her there, positively beaming, satisfied with herself, is enough for the poor helpless thing to grow hard as steel all over again. Men have lost their sanity for less.
“I warned you,” I remind her. “Next time I’m coming, I’ll be buried between your legs while you scream my name.”
And I intend to do just that, but a shift in the air has me stiffening, considering my options.
I could throw her into the pool. I could cover her in shadow. Hide her. Protect her. And I would too, were I not completely, utterly convinced that my arrogant, insufferable queenling would have just stepped out and made herself known in any case.
Instead, I simply get offer Darina a hand, helping her to her feet.
Three seconds later, Relva strolls into the bathroom like she owns it. Owns me.
Someone wants their head cut clean off tonight.
CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
THE OTHER GIRL
Darina
I didn’t notice how bright and warm Ryther’s eyes were, until he’s back to the man I first met yesterday, icy, indifferent, callous.
A figure appears in the dark opening leading out of the bathroom, and I understand the change. We’re no longer alone.
There’s something exhilarating at the fact that I get a version of Ryther different from the one he seems to show to everyone.
He takes a step between the newcomer and I, partially concealing me behind his broad frame in a move that can only be called protective.
If that’s what a good deep throat gets me, no more blowjobs for you, I deliberately think in his general direction.
He slides his hand low on my bare ass, squeezing a cheek. Behave.
The move reminds me I’m completely undressed. So is he, for that matter, but while I flush, he seems completely comfortable in the buff. And no wonder. That man has nothing to hide.
He’s built like an athlete, without an ounce of body fat. I might be slender, but compared to him, I’m soft. Weak. His sculpted body only projects raw power.
And then I notice the girl.
That one. The one who was barely holding on while he was screwing her from behind mere days ago.
No wonder it doesn’t bother him to be naked in front of her.
She’s stunning. Blue skin, silver-white hair, perfect body as muscular as his, barely concealed by a gown. It’s designed in a classical, Grecian-style shape, which would have been perfectly presentable if it wasn’t for the near-sheer white fabric. I even spot the gold piercings on her nipples.
