Page 83 of Ruthless Prince
“That’s pre-cum. You better get used to the taste, because my cum is the only regular meal you’ll be getting until you’re properlytrained.”
I moaned my assent as he slid himself deeper into mymouth.
“Close your lips around me. No teeth,” hesaid.
I followed his order, and he started pumping intome.
“That’s it,” he growled, twisting his fingers in my hair again. “Use your tongue. Swirl it over that little part at the tip. You feelit?”
I nodded and flicked my tongue over him, making him groan. My neck and jaw started aching, but I didn’t stop. Icouldn’t.
“Relax your throat,” Logan said, pumping harder andfaster.
I tried, but I didn’t fully understand what he meant. As soon as he ventured deeper inside me, I began to gag and thrash at his feet, tears leaking from my eyes and splashing over mycheeks.
I attempted to move my hands forward to steady myself, but Logan closed his fingers around my throat again. “Hands behind your back,” he hissed. “You’ll get used to it. I’ll helpyou.”
I moaned, eyes squeezing shut as I tried to breathe through my nose. The tip of Logan’s right shoe slid forward to rest against my pubic bone. He moved it down, ever so slowly, coming to rest on my clit. The pressure felt good, and I concentrated on that instead of the thick cock sinking into mythroat.
I didn’t really want to enjoy it, but if it made it easier to tolerate the experience, then I welcomed the pleasure. On top of that, some deviant part of my mind was telling me that I could find a strange, prideful sense of arousal in my complete and utter vulnerability to the man above me. It was a deeply unsettling thought, this idea that I might actually enjoy being claimed and owned, but I couldn’t get it out of my mind, and I grew wetter and hotter by thesecond.
I started taking Logan deeper in my mouth, the muscles of my throat yielding and opening to him as my clitpulsed.
“There we go. Good girl,” he muttered, pumpingfaster.
Tension gathered in every muscle as I licked and sucked him until I felt like I was going to shatter. Logan kept thrusting hard, his grip on my hair tightening with each pump until he let out a savage groan and erupted in mymouth.
“Swallow it,” hegrowled.
I tried to do as he commanded, but I wasn’t used to it, and there was a lot more of the salty fluid than I expected. It leaked out from one side of my mouth and slowly dribbled over mychin.
Logan narrowed his eyes. “You didn’t doit.”
I quivered at his feet as I wiped my mouth with one hand. “Please, Logan… I tried,” Iwhispered.
He pulled me to my feet. “That’s not good enough,” he said, nostrils flaring. “And I told you not to use my nameanymore.”
“I’m sorry, sir,” I said, cowering away fromhim.
He tilted his head to one side. “I suppose it’s okay, princess,” he said with a faint smile. “Part of me was actually hoping you’d fuckup.”
My eyes widened. “Why?”
“I think you know why,” he replied, voice soft yetdeadly.
My gaze shot over to the cage, and my chest went tight. “You want to hurtme.”
“That’s right.” His icy tone snatched the breath from my lungs. “You really are a fastlearner.”
“Please!” I cried out as he shoved me toward the cage. “Don’t!”
He pulled me back around to face him, lips twitching as his eyes gleamed with sinister amusement. “Should I call Frank instead?” he asked. “Is that what youwant?”
I shook my head wildly. “No! I mean... no,sir.”
“What do you want,then?”
I swallowed hard. “I… I want you to punish me. I deserve it,” Imuttered.
