Page 70 of Bride of the Sea King

“Don’t speak about the human males you’ve been with unless you want me to kill them, Sweetheart.”

“There’s a point.” Aria started tracing again. “I was asking about your sex drive.”

“I have no idea historical evidence in either direction. I only fucked women from other kingdoms before I became king, and it’s been several human lifetimes since then.”

“So right now, you’re pretty backed up, so to speak. Sexually constipated.”

I barked out a laugh. “It’s a crude way to put it, but accurate.”

“So if we want to figure out whether you have a high or low sex drive, we’re going to need to get it out of your system by screwing a lot. The way people do in the honeymoon phase of a new relationship.”

“We don’tneedto.”

“You don’t want to?”

“Of course I want to. I just don’t want you to feel pressured. I?—”

“Triton, I’m disgustingly attracted to you. I want to try to screw it out of my system too so I can get myself under control again.”

My hand slid down her spine of its own volition, cupping her backside. “That’s not going to work.”

“We can still try.” Aria slid her leg off my lap, and my fingers dug into her ass. “What do you say?” She met my gaze, and the wicked look in her eyes only made me want her more.

“Fuck, yes.”

fifteen

ARIA

I wantedto catch Triton off guard and be the one in control. After the way he screwed me against the wall the night before, it was technically my turn.

So I grabbed his erection and turned around, sliding one knee over him as I situated myself facing his cock.

The man hadn’t made it any kind of a secret how much he wanted me. Or how much he liked looking at me, touching me, and tasting me. He’d want to watch my body move while I had him in my mouth.

The rumble of his growl made me hotter, but I was sure he could already see the slickness between my thighs anyway.

Talking to him about sex made me hot. Hell, just talking to him in general made me hot. Talking to a guy had never felt so easy or natural before, and he genuinely listened to what I said.

It was hard not to be attracted to him because of that.

And because of everything else, obviously.

Before he had a chance to make the first move, I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around the head of his gigantic cock. There was no way I’d fit his whole length, so I gripped the base of him instead.

He swore viciously, gripping my upper thighs and parting them further.

I bobbed slowly, taking a little more of him, a little deeper.

He gritted out another curse, his fingers digging into my legs so roughly, I wondered if he would break the skin. It would probably feel like a victory if he did.

I wasn’t exactly a professional at blowjobs—this was only my second—but considering he’d never had one before, I wasn’t worried about impressing him.

And the man was clearly enjoying it.

“Stop,” he snarled, and I paused.

I looked back to find his chest heaving, his eyes wild and his nails definitely cutting into my skin. “Too much? Too rough? Or?—”

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