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“If I don’t?” she whispers.
“No more touching,” I say.
In the silence, I wait. And I wait.
She worries her lip, tempting me to take her mouth again. “You don’t play fair, but if Tácito is fine with it, I’ll live. I think I’d agree to just about anything if it means being able to do this.” She reaches behind her and strokes my dick.
I inhale and grit my teeth to steel myself against the pleasure.
“Then I’m on board. I can’t deny that watching you two is hot, even if I can’t imagine treating Sloane the same as you do.”
With no more hesitation, she twists in my arms and takes me into her mouth once more. She swirls her tongue and sucks. I allow her to take me at her leisure for all of five seconds. This time, I latch onto her face and guide her movements while pumping into her mouth.
The warmth surrounding me beckons me deeper. Amid her slurping, I demand, “Take me all the way, principessa.”
Her eyes widen and unintelligible sounds come from her mouth, but I don’t let up. Taking all of me won’t be easy, but I won’t let her leave this bed until I’m so deep inside her throat that I’ll come directly into her stomach. She grips my thighs but doesn’t push me away, not that I will let her after our discussion.
“You’re doing good. Now, relax your jaw, principessa.” I feed her more and more of my length, delighting in her loud slurps and gagging. When I’m almost all the way, I pause and tighten my grip on her head. “Stay with me. Don’t look away from me and remember to breathe.”
That is all the warning I give her before I treat her throat like a pussy, fucking her to a guttural soundtrack as she tries to take me as best she can. Each time she swallows, the need to feel her throat close around my dick increases.
Tears leak from her eyes and her mouth stretches to accommodate my girth. She didn’t lie. She isn’t fighting me. If anything, she’s fighting to take more of me. And when she presses her nose against my groin, we both groan at her accomplishment.
“You suck my dick so fucking good.” I hold her still for a few seconds then let her up for air.
The cool contrast of the air after being in her mouth propels me to revisit her warmth. She eagerly opens her mouth in invitation and I take her with little regard. It’s not how I should treat a principessa, but she is mine to do with as I please. Right now, my pleasure is watching as water leaks from her brown eyes and spit drips from her mouth.
My spine begins to tingle and my balls draw up tight. “I’m going to shoot my cum down your throat and you will not spill a single drop,” I growl.
“Mm hmm.” Her grip on my thighs tighten and I furiously pump into her mouth until my seed shoots out of my dick.
I loosen my hold on her head, expecting her to rise. Instead she sucks harder, as if trying to take my soul through my dick. I become so sensitive I push her away and fall back on the bed. She takes advantage of my momentary weakness to lick and suck my shaft and balls. Her moans fill the air and renew my need for her.
The wild beast inside me takes over, pulling her up until I can take her mouth hostage in aggressive congress. She opens her mouth for my marauding tongue and as I consume our mingled flavor. I plunge my dick into her pussy. She screams at my brutal entry then moans and writhes as I tunnel into her until I’m fully inside. As much preparation as she had with Tácito, she is still a tight fit.
No spiritual awakening can compete with the feeling that joining myself to Sloane in this way does. Her slickness coats me. Though ungraceful, we perform an intimate dance of mutual power, giving and receiving. I am no more in charge of the desire rampaging between us than she is, yet I welcome and submit to it.
I wrap my hand around her neck until she stops inciting me with her sensuous movements. We stare into each other’s eyes. Her hunger glares back at me.
“Is this what you want?” I thrust into her, slow, punishing thrusts.
“Yes,” she gasps. “Give me everything.” She brushes her fingers against my cheek in a tender caress.
I growl at the gentle touch and pull out of her body.
“Why—”
I flip her onto her knees with her back facing me and manacle her hands at the base of her spine.
“Valentino, I can’t touch you this way.”
I enter her from behind without responding, my need to be inside her obscuring everything else. “Not close enough,” I grit.
Her body jolts from my relentless entry and withdrawal. “Valentino, please…”
I pull her by the neck until her spine bows and I press my face into her shoulder, my pace never slackening. Amid her moaning, I glance up to see Tácito enthralled by the vision she makes as she takes my dick like a champ. Even he can’t sit still as he masturbates to our primal version of lovemaking.
She releases a delighted scream as I bite down on her flesh. Her pussy muscles convulse around my dick and I moan at the pleasure. I bite again and again, probably leaving marks behind. The thought satisfies a dark need inside me. The need to mark her so that everyone will know she belongs to me.
