Page 55 of Royal Havoc

“Show me,” I order. If she can’t tell me, I’ll make her show me.

Her hand shakes as she tugs on the opposite hoop, showing me what she likes without words. I lick her hard peak before tugging on the metal with my teeth. Her head falls back, a moan filling the darkness surrounding us.

My tongue glides across her skin, nipping her hand, silently telling her to move. The metal’s warm from her touch when I take her nipple in my mouth, sucking until she gasps. Easing up, my tongue flutters over the metal, taking away her labored breaths.

She hisses through her teeth, watching as I drag my tongue down her center, circling her belly button.

I raise my head, needing to study the ink she’s been hiding from me. Her pussy’s bare, except for a punctured dark heart, thorny vines capturing it, absorbing the dripping blood.

“I’m going to punish you one day for letting someone touch you here,” I inform her before tracing the heart with the tip of my tongue, driving her insane.

Her head thumps on the granite. “Please,” she begs.

Sliding my hands up the inside of her thighs, spreading them wider. “My pussy’s salivating,” I tell her, taking in every glistening inch of her. My dick turns into a steel rod. “I want the truth.” Her head snaps up. “Has anyone been inside you?”

She rolls her eyes. “No,” she answers tightly, suddenly annoyed.

Tilting my head, reading her glare. “Say it.”

“You don’t get to judge me, when you’ve beenridingMiss Daisy for god knows how long.”

Pressing on her clit, making her bite her lip. “My dick never touched her trap,” I growl.

Her mouth falls open when I start rubbing gentle circles over her. “Whatever, I’m sure there were others,” she mumbles almost incoherently, squirming to find more friction.

Of course, there were others, but we’ll hit that topic another time.

“Toys?” I question, cocking a brow when her cheeks heat, avoiding my stare.

She tries to sit up. “I’m done —”

I press on her belly to keep her from moving. “Tell me what you want, and you’ll get your wish.”

“Wish?” she sneers.

“My silence,” I answer, watching her dissect what I’ve said.

“Ta…” the word dies on her tongue as she pauses to clear her throat. Squeezing her eyes shut, blocking out the world. “Eat me,” she barely whispers.

Flattening my tongue, savoring her from finish to start. She moans, fisting my hair when I suck on her, fluttering my tongue over her swollen clit.

“Yes, Christ… more,” she orders, riding my face, taking her pleasure like a queen.

She pants, digging her nails into my scalp. I know she’s close when I fist my cock, shoving my tongue into her entrance. Her labored breaths and gasps fill my ears, and when I nibble on her clit, she explodes. Two tugs, and I follow her, decorating the granite with my cum.

She’s barely caught her breath when I slide her to her feet, forcing her to turn. “Clean it up,” I order, ready to blow again as I watch her lap up every drop.

“What?” I rasp loudly into my phone, throwing an arm over my eyes to block out the sun. Zeke’s voice hits my ear as I feel her move between my legs. He’s ranting about something, but I quit listening when I feel her fist my morning wood. Peeking from under my arm. “Fuck, I gotta call you back.” Hanging up and dropping the phone.

She’s kneeling between my legs, fisting my cock. “Morning,” she rasps with her sleepy voice, smiling evilly.

My eyes scan her room before resting on hers. I watch her teeth graze her bottom lip as her hand tightens around me. She tilts her head, a smile spreading over her lips, when I noticesomething shiny in her free hand. Hearing the scrape of the metal has me holding my breath.

She’s holding a pair of scissors open, the blades on either side of my dick. “Did you sleep good?” she questions innocently, batting her lashes.

My eyes narrow, refusing to give in to the fear she’s trying to invoke.

“Someone’s grouchy,” she giggles, leaning over to lick my tip. I twitch, feeling the cold blade graze my sensitive skin. “Careful, baby demon.” She smiles, leaning to lick the spot all better.

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