Page 33 of Royal Beast
I nod, eyes still screwed shut behind the mask. “I can be good. Please. I want to be good.”
“Then let’s try this once more. When you’re close, I want you to tell me this time.”
I exhale and nod. “Okay.”
Kellan strokes over my belly again, but then I feel his hands move and he’s pressing the toy against me. Once he switches it on, I’m already so close that I don’t know if I can warn himin time. I tense, trying to hold off the inevitable, trying to keep myself from falling off the edge without permission.
“I’m close,” I cry out. “I can’t hold back anymore!”
“Shh,” Kellan whispers. “Let go, darlin’. I want you to be a good girl and come for me now. Go ahead,” he encourages.
The orgasm hits me hard, practically stealing my breath away with the force of it. Pleasure courses through me, exploding inside me like a spark of errant electricity, lighting me up from the inside out.
Kellan reaches down and pulls the blindfold off my eyes. “Good girl,” he says, a warm smile on his face, not the cocky grin I was expecting. It sends a wave of happiness through me. “Rest for a moment. I have more planned. Because tonight? You’re all mine,Darcy.”
I shudder, excited at the promise in his words.
16
KELLAN
Watching Darcy fall apart, watching her need for control slip away as I play with her, is utterly intoxicating. She’s a beautiful mess—her hair mussed, tear tracks staining her cheeks, lips kiss-swollen. She’s laid out before me like a juicy peach, ripe for the picking.
My hands move down to cradle her hips as I press a kiss to her soft, round belly. “You’re being such a good girl,” I whisper, the praise washing over her like a drug. I can see the way it pulls her deeper under my spell, how pliant and eager she is for me right now. It’s intoxicating. I could do anything I wanted to her right now and she’d obey.
I’m not interested in hurting her. I want her to learn that she can trust me to take care of her and to make her feel safe and happy. So I carefully undo the padded restraints around her wrists, massaging them gently in my hands to get the blood flowing before giving her shoulders a little massage as well, easing some of the tension.
“How are you feeling?” I ask, brushing a stray hair away from her forehead. Darcy’s blue eyes stare up at me, shining in wonder. “What’s your color, Wildflower?”
“Green,” Darcy murmurs with a sigh. She’s got a hazy look in her eyes, utterly blissed out after her orgasm.
“I want to try something else,” I say, running my fingers through her hair. “Do you trust me?” Darcy starts to nod, but I lift her chin with one finger, looking deep into her eyes. “I need you to say it.”
“I trust you,” she whispers, her voice soft. I smile then cup her cheek.
“Good girl,” I say. A little whine escapes her and my smile widens, delighting in how affected she is by simple praise. “Stay there.”
I shift on the bed, slipping off so I can discard my clothing quickly.
“Open your mouth, sweetheart,” I order. She complies. “I’m going to fuck your mouth while I eat out this wet little pussy,” I say, stroking a hand over the damp curls on her mound. Darcy shivers and licks her lips in anticipation.
Easing myself forward, I press my cock against her mouth and slip it inside, then bury my head between her thighs, spreading her pussy lips wide so I can see the glistening slick coating her sex. Inhaling the sweet, slightly musky scent, I move my mouth around her clit, lightly sucking it between my teeth. Her body quivers and my length slips deeper into her mouth as we begin to taste each other.
I lick slow circles around her bud, flicking my tongue to get closer as she swallows me, her tongue stroking the underside in a way that has my cock pulsating. My arms wrap around her hips and I slowly thrust back and forth, savoring the way her mouth suctions around me.
Flattening my tongue, I begin painting broad strokes, alternating with quick nips and tiny love bites. She moans, her mouth stuffed full of my cock. It reverberates on my skin, increasing the pleasure like a feedback loop. The more she gives,the more I give back until we’re writhing against each other, desperate for more.
My fingers dig into supple flesh, dimpling the skin as I work my mouth harder on her, pointing my tongue to slip into her entrance as I flick it up, rubbing over her spongy walls.
Darcy is all but grinding herself into my face now, even as I roughly thrust deep into her mouth, pushing into her throat. The room is thick with the scents of sweat and sex, the air heating up as we rut mindlessly against each other.
I can’t get enough of the way she’s teasing me with her tongue and lips, my tip hitting the back of her throat. She brings her hands up, fondling my downy soft sacs, and I groan, licking deeper inside her in response. Pleasure zips down my spine as my tongue wiggles inside her, teasing and tormenting her pussy with feverish abandonment.
Darcy’s whines increase in volume as she gets closer, and I attack her bud with my teeth, gently scraping over it as I bury my tongue inside her. Her body pushes against me, driving her toward release as I thrust wildly into her mouth over and over, the bed bouncing in rhythm to our movements.
As my tongue brushes over her clit once more, it tips Darcy over the edge, and she moans quietly as the tidal wave crashes over her, her toes curling in ecstasy. In response, my body tenses up, back arching as I release into Darcy’s throat, my hips coming to a stop as she swallows every last drop, her tongue licking around my length.
I pull away, sitting up so I can lie next to her as we catch our breath. I’m not done with her by any means, but my limbs are shaking from exertion.
