Page 149 of Queen of the Crimson Throne

Luka’s hand found my hair, wrapping his fingers in the strands and pressing me forward—forcing his cock further down my throat. I choked, but he held me there.

Tears formed in my eyes before he finally let me go, but itwas only for a second before he started fucking my throat in earnest.

His hips jutted up in time with his hand forcing me forward at a brutal pace as I choked on his cock.

My body burned with desire. I snaked my hand between my thighs, needing to find release of my own.

“Is choking on my cock making you wet?”

I murmured a yes around his cock.

“Good. I want you to come with me. Touch yourself so you’ll come while my cum is spurting down your throat.”

I strummed at my clit as his cock hit the back of my throat again and again. “Fuck Lennox, your mouth feels so good around my cock. Are you ready to come with me?”

I whimpered around his length as my climax traveled up my spine.

“Good.”

I picked up the pace of my fingers as Luka continued to thrust.

He came with a groan, the sound sending me over the edge with him.

My screams were muffled by his cock as I sucked every last drop of his release until I finally removed my mouth.

“Such a good fucking girl.” Luka stroked my hair. I shivered under his words and his soft touch.

I crawled up his body until my lips could meet his. “I need you inside me,” I spoke against his lips.

“I thought you’d never ask.” I straddled him, my knees on either side of his thighs. I took his cock in my hand—already hard despite coming down my throat. I positioned him at my entrance before notching him inside me an inch.

I moaned at the first feeling of him. His grip on my hips tightened—I knew he was trying his best to restrain himself from seating himself inside me in one brutal thrust of his hips.

He was letting me have control of this moment. It was always been a balance of control between the two of us.

I slid myself down another inch—allowing myself a moment to accommodate myself to his size as he stretched me.

“Lennox,” Luka warned as I squirmed slightly.

“Patience.”

“I’m about out of patience,” he growled, his grip on my hips tightening.

I slammed down without warning, his cock seated fully inside me as our hips met.

“Fuck.” We moaned in unison.

“You feel so fucking good, Lennox.”

I moved on his cock in a slow languid motion. I could see in his eyes my pace was killing him. It was taking all his restraint not to take control of the movements, but he continued to allow me.

His fingers tangled in my hair at the back of my neck. He used his grip to tilt my head back, pushing my breasts towards him.

His tongue flicked out at one of my peaked nipples before his mouth descended on my flesh. He continued his ministrations on my breasts as I continued to ride him slowly. Taking my pleasure from him as I wanted it. I swiveled my hips—as he nipped at my breasts with his fangs.

I slowly increased the pace of my hips as he nipped at my nipple—causing a slight moan to slip from my lips.

“Goddess, I love the sounds you make,” he murmured against my skin.

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