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“Oh god,” I moan, fisting my hands in his hair.
He hums in approval, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. Two fingers slide back inside, curling to hit that perfect spot.
The dual stimulation is overwhelming. My thighs shake and I clamp my mouth closed so I don’t scream.
“Don’t hold back,” he growls against my pussy.“I want to hear every sound you make.”
His words send a fresh wave of arousal through me. I let out a keening moan as he increases the pressure, my orgasm building rapidly.
“That’s it,” Marius praises.“Such a good girl for me.”
The praise hits me like a physical caress. I arch my back, chasing the high as I get closer and closer to the edge.
“Are you going to come for me?” Marius asks, his voice muffled.
“Yes,” I gasp.“Yes, please, I’m so close... ”
He stops sucking my clit and instead uses his thumb and index finger on his other hand to pinch it.“Then come,” he commands.
The sensation and his dominance push me over. I cry out as the orgasm crashes through me, clenching around his fingers. Marius works me through it, drawing out every last tremor until I’m a quivering mess beneath him.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Marius
I watch Brigid come undone beneath me, her face flushed and hair wild. The sight of her pleasure ignites a carnal need within me.
I lift my head from between her plush thighs, savoring the taste of her on my tongue. Her chest heaves as she comes down from her climax, eyes glazed with pleasure.
“You’re even more stunning when you come,” I tell her.
The scent of her arousal fills my senses, stoking the fire in my veins. Slowly, I crawl back up her body. Her gray eyes are hazy with lust as they meet mine. I capture her lips in a fierce kiss, letting her taste herself.
“Did you enjoy that, little bird?” I murmur against her mouth.
She nods, still breathless.“Yes,” she whispers.
“Good,” I growl.“Because I’m not done.”
I shed my clothes quickly, revealing the intricate tattoos that cover my body. Brigid’s eyes widen as she takes in my naked form, her gaze lingering and I see a flicker of apprehension cross her face.
“Having second thoughts?” I ask, arching an eyebrow.
She swallows.“No, I just... you’re really big.”
I smirk, running a hand down my length, my ego thoroughly stroked.“Don’t worry, little bird. I’ll make sure you’re ready for me.”
Brigid bites her lip, desire and nervousness warring in her eyes.
My hand slides between her thighs again, finding her still slick and swollen. I hold her down by her hip as I circle her overly sensitive clit with my thumb, then ease two fingers inside her again, stretching her slowly. Brigid’s hips buck against my hand.
“That’s it,” I murmur encouragingly.“Open up for me.”
I work a third finger into her tight hole, relishing the way she clenches around me. Her breath comes in short pants as I pump my fingers in and out, preparing her for my cock.
When I feel she’s ready, I withdraw my hand and position myself between her spread thighs. The head of my cock notches against her entrance, and the contact almost makes me lose my mind.
“Look at me,” I command.
