Page 135 of Deadly Sweet

It’s fucking empowering to have someone look at me like I’m everything.

I’m fully naked, slick running down my thighs—because let’s face it, I’m horny as hell—and while I want to straddle this man's lap and ride him off into the sunset, I want to have a little bit of fun with him first.

I want to see just how far I can go. How far I can push him. I want this man to be a sobbing mess as he begs me for a release.

“Look at you.” I grin. “Your cock is fucking leaking for me, isn’t it?”

“Yes,” he rasps out. “I want you so fucking bad.”

“I know you do.” I grab the knife again and walk towards him. “So needy.”

“So fucking needy,” he whines, making me grin.

Stopping in front of him, I give him a moment to look at my body before grabbing his hair and yanking his head back. Leaning forward, I lick up his throat, moaning when the blood from his cut hits my tongue.

“Oh-oh god-d,” he stammers.

I laugh, straddling his lap so that my bare, wet pussy is hugging his hard cock. “Where's that dominant Alpha from last week, the one who ate my pussy out like it was his last meal next to a dead body?”

It was fucking amazing. I came so hard. And when he came on me, I wanted to rub it into my skin, to smell like him for days.

He moans as I run my nose up his jaw before nuzzling my face into the crook of his neck. Opening my mouth, I suck on his neck hard enough to leave marks.

His cock twitches as he groans. I love how vocal he is, how responsive.

Rocking my hips, I moan as my throbbing clit rubs against his velvety shaft. I want him inside me, to make me see stars, to lock that fat knot in my pussy.

Taking a deep breath, I whimper, sandalwood and leather filling my nose and lighting me up on the inside. Slick gushes free, drenching his cock, knot, and balls.

“He’s not here,” he moans when I nip at his throat.

“I’m gonna mark you,” I tell him. “Right here. Right where everyone will see and instantly know you’re fucking mine.”

“Yes,” he hisses, trying to lift his hips.

Having him at my mercy is so much fun.

“But is that enough for you to be reminded?” I sit back, cocking my head to the side.

“What do you mean?” he asks, brows furrowing, a hazy look in his eyes.

He’s high off my scent. I’m high off his too.

Sliding off him and back to my knees, I grip his cock and take him into my mouth, ignoring his question.

I suck and lick him, cup his balls and squeeze them, rubbing his knot and bringing him to the edge. His body shakes as his moans and pleas fill the space around us before I pull back and slow down. I do it again and again until he’s a sobbing mess. God, it’s so sexy.

Taking the tip of my blade, I run it along his knot, loving his sharp intake of breath. I tease him with the blade as I suck him hard.

Right before he’s about to cum again, I stop, pulling back.

“No, no, no!” he cries. “Please.”

“Please, what?” I ask, lapping the pre-cum off his tip.

He’s sweating, eyes wild, hair a mess. Only thing that would make it better would be if he were naked. I want to see him naked.Next time.

“Please, let me cum. I need to cum,” he growls.

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