Page 40 of Jewel of the Assassin
And then—I let go.
My body tips over the edge, and release floods through me so hard, it’s holy. My orgasm tears up from my soul, shaking me apart. I moan against the cage of his fingers, and he watches me like I’m a vision—something sacred crumbling in his hands.
When he loosens his grip, the air rushes back in, searing and sweet. Oh, god! I’m unraveled.
And with the delicious burn inside me from his cock, all I want him to do ismove.
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She will give me all her vulnerability tonight.
ROMAN
Ihave her.
The feeling of her is enough to send me into a savage craze. Now that I’m inside her, she doesn’t quite feel real. Not when she’s shattering all around my cock, her inner muscles strangling me like a fucking vice.
Her tits are real. I knead their plumpness, their firmness, and rub my thumbs along her hardened nipples. So tipped and irresistible.
And her pussy is spread for me. So hot, swollen, and soaked, the clamps giving me unlimited access to every part of her feminine flesh.
As she drags in ragged breaths, I trail my mouth along her jawline, then the curve of her throat as she arches for me…until my mouth finds her breast.
“Oh, mmm!” she cries out between the constant stimulation to her clit and my tongue flicking her stiff, pinknipple. “Roman…” Her pleading cry is hoarse. I bite her nipple, sinking my teeth in a warning. “M-master!”
Good girl.
“Look at you. Taking all of me. So fucking tight. This pretty pussy.” I lift her by a simple inch—just to feel the wet glove of her center closing around me again. “You feel me, maya Valya. All of me inside this tight, needy cunt, sucking my cock, starved and greedy for me.”
It kills me more than her. My cock is throbbing so hard, pain lances through it. My balls are heavy and tight as small drums. She’s better than any fantasy I’ve imagined.
I know she’s slick with more than her natural fluids. When I pull out ever so subtly, I lower my eyes to my dick, confirming. Blood. She’s not in the right position to look down. There’s a reason I turned off all the lights.
I felt the soft resistance in her cunt before I broke right through it. Rotating my hips, I stab inside her again. Merciless. She clenches again, a pained moan leaving her throat. Tears stream down her red cheeks.
I was obsessed with her before, as only a king can be for his queen. But now, she calls to something deeper, summoning the greatest primal possession within me.
I’ve already stolen this woman. I’ll go to war for her, too. She will give me all her vulnerability tonight. And all her power.
“Tell me how it feels, maya Valya.”
“Please! Get it off. I can’t take m-much more…” she cries from the steady sucking and vibrating of her clit. Far more hypersensitive due to the pussy spreader. Especially with how I’m grinding it harder onto her.
She tips her head back, but as soon as I squeeze her throat, she corrects herself, her eyes returning to mine.
“Fuuuck!” she screeches, and all I do is smirk at her climaxing again. Goddamn, I almost nut now with those muscles convulsing around me.
“Y-you said you’d tear me in half,” she gasps out, hertrembling voice cracking. Eyes glistening with tears. They blot her lashes. “Split me open.”
“And…” I compel her to share the last part of my statement.
She blinks. Confusion flashes across her face. “Why, Master Roman, why?” she demands, eyes narrowing, expression sharpening.
I’ll give her credit for her creativity, though I did not give her permission to add my name to the end of the title. She will learn. I expect her rebellion. But she will learn.
“If we’ve done this, if we’ve been married for two years, why? “Make you mine,” you said. But if I’m already yours…why does it matter?”
I kiss her, tilting my jaw and licking a circle inside her mouth before I respond. “Because claiming your body means nothing if your soul doesn’t remember. Tonight, your soul will never forget.”
