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My heart thudded. It felt like I had just made a deal with the devil somehow, but that couldn’t be right. This was Mael. This was my Mael. There were obviously worse things in life than to belong so wholeheartedly to a man like him.

“Please, Mael. I need you so bad.”

“And how could I ever deny you, baby, when you say it like that? How could I deny you anything,ever?”

Wouldn’t that be nice if it were true?

If a man like Mael was so hopeless, so powerless against me, would he do anything, be anything for me?

I sighed at the thought as he moved between my legs. My stomach dipped in when I felt his hot breath fanning over my sensitive mound and wet slit.

I tried to close my legs, but his huge body was in the way. There was no escape.

He looked up and met my eyes once more, then winked at me before he buried his face in my pussy, eating me out with fervor.

“Oh God!” I said, my back bowing from the sensation. Mael pressed one hand down on my inner thigh, holding me still for him as his lips continued to move, his tongue coming out, licking up and down my slit, taking my arousal.

He hummed, either from the taste of me or the act of doing this, I didn’t know.

I reached down and roughly pulled on his hair.

My back shook. My legs shook.

“Mael,” I cried out.

I was close.

“Please.”

I pressed my palm on his forehead and tried to push him away when the sensation became almost too much to bear. He didn’t pull away. If anything, he seemed to have doubled his efforts.

He growled, the vibrations intensifying the feeling as his hold on my thigh turned almost bruising.

I cried out when I felt his teeth at my swollen clit, nipping on it roughly before he lapped at it with his tongue as if to take away the sting.

I fell without warning.

One moment, I was afraid of the fall. Afraid of how hard, how high it was, I didn’t know what to do with myself.

The next, my vision tunneled, and there was nothing and no one but the sensation of…this.

It wasn’t a fall. I didn’t fall. It felt like I was forcefully being pulled down into the depths of the unknown.

My heart pounded brutally with every second I spent in hopeless oblivion until finally,finally, I crashed.

I screamed out my release, my hands covering my face when it all became too much, and I didn’t know what to do with myself anymore.

What was happening to me?

I was brought back to reality when my hands were being pulled away from my face.

Mael stood between my legs. He was naked, his hard cock bobbing up and down in front of us. I was too tired to do anything but watch him. I wasn’t even aware he had taken off his clothes. My greedy eyes took in all the skin he had on display, taking in all the ink and stopping on the line of numbers on his rib: 37654. I had those numbers memorized in my brain from the first time I saw them, and one of these days, I would ask him what they meant, but not now. Not when there was something else I wanted more.

My gaze strayed down to his cock.

He was beautiful.

I never thought I would think of another man’s dick as beautiful, but his was.

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