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“Fuck, Gemma.”He groaned.“What more would you do?”
Her tongue circled his pierced nipple.“I’d slide the girls up and down you and lick a little bit, only enough until you broke.”She rubbed her cloth-covered core against his dick.“You’d beg me…plead with me to put my mouth on you.”
She grasped the nipple ring between her lips and tugged, sucking the ring into her mouth and biting his nipple.
“Shit…” He was losing all control of his body.With every tug, every bite… Her fingers grazed his balls.She gently massaged them, not stopping with her tongue.
Stars shot through his vision.Everything turned into a blur as pressure built in his spine, working its way up his body.Another nipple tug, a sharp nip, and he exploded with euphoric pleasure.
“Motherfucker!”he screamed as his body strained.He came all over his stomach.He couldn’t move as he marveled at the newness of what had happened.He’d done a lot.He thought he’d done everything.But this woman proved there was more.
That gave him something fresh.Excitement.Hope.Two things he’d thought long gone from his life.
He heard her move around him but couldn’t move as his body recovered.She used a discarded shirt of his to clean him, a type of aftercare few cared to give him.
She leaned in to kiss him.
Pound.Pound.Pound.
Gemma paused, lips almost to his.“Someone’s at the door.”
ChapterTwenty-One
“Ignore it.”It was life calling to remind him he wasn’t allowed to be happy.He didn’t get to enjoy this.
Pound.Pound.Pound.
“Fuck my life.”He rose, righted his pants and shirt, and strode to the door.
Serish stood wringing his hands.
“Spit it out,” he snarled.
“Queen Petra is here.”
“Alone?”
“She brought about fifteen of her guards.They’re downstairs.”
“Unbelievable.”Skarde wove his fingers into the hair on either side of his head, pulling at the strands before releasing his own scalp.“What does she want?”
Serish shrugged.“She’s in the reception parlor downstairs.”
“Did you or did you not find out what the fuck she wants?”
A head shake.
“Go distract her,” Skarde ordered.“Or how about you be useful and find out what she wants before bothering me again?”He shut the door and locked it.“You have to go, Gemma.The doorway must work now.There’s no choice.”
“What’s wrong?”Flushed pink from where his scruff had abraded the delicate skin of her face, she was a vision of perfection, even if she did look ridiculous with his extra large shirt over the blue dress.Cute but silly.
“Petra is here.”
“Petra, the witch queen, is here?As in, she’s here, in this castle?Why?This is a long way from her place.”
“I have no clue.Whatever it is, you can’t be here.”His stomach twisted at the thought of her never returning, but images of her being tortured and him unable to get to her pushed him to get her far from him.
A finger test to the mirror found the portal open.Her breath caught, eyes flying wide when her gaze met his.
