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“Oh, my sweet girl, you should be,” he replied.
The words were meant to terrify me.
Instead, they sent a wave of heat through my veins.
He chuckled and moved down lower, his mouth trailing hot, wet kisses down the center of my torso, his tongue swirling around my belly button. Then he continued downward until his mouthjust grazed over the top of my slit. I stiffened and he glanced up at me, catching my gaze. A cocky grin split his face and his eyes wrinkled around the edges with amusement.
He was enjoying this…
And the longer it went on, the more I knew I was going to lose control.
I yanked on the restraints, the chain rattling loudly. The Dark King moved back, his gaze roaming down the length of me. I felt bare, exposed, vulnerable in a way I had never been before, and when his mouth descended between my thighs, it grew even worse. Laced with shame, my arousal swept through me like an unexpected summer storm, hot and wet and all too consuming.
His tongue flicked out, the tip sliding between the seam of my lower lips, and I gasped.
He didn’t stop there. I wanted him to, but he didn’t.
With an agonizing slowness, he licked me from one end of my slit to the other, his tongue parting the delicate folds and sending a surge of pleasure straight to my center.
I tried to hold it back, but a soft moan slipped past my lips, and he grinned against me.
Then he did it again.
And again.
I clamped my lips shut, telling myself that I wouldn’t let him get to me, that I would stay strong, but with each gentle lap of his tongue against my clit, I could feel myself slipping away bit by bit.
The Dark King didn’t let up.
He continued his assault, teasing and tasting me, his tongue moving faster, the pressure building and soon, my body was quivering with the exertion of holding my pleasure deep inside where he couldn’t see or feel it.
I was fighting a losing battle and I knew it.
My breathing grew ragged, and I could feel the familiar tingle of an impending orgasm, but I couldn’t allow myself to give in.
I wouldn’t let him win, but then he did something I didn’t expect.
He pulled away and I used the opportunity to gather myself, to try to push the pleasure away. I succeeded for a single moment, at least until his mouth descended on my pussy once again.
The wet warmth of his tongue slid against my clit, hot and heavy and far too tantalizing.
He groaned, and the vibrations of the sound went straight through me, pushing me closer to the edge.
I tried to resist, but the pleasure was too much.
I could feel it rising within me, threatening to overwhelm me, but then he pulled away again and the piercing cut of denial tore through me before I was ready for it.
He brought me to the edge once again, using his tongue to drive me wild. Pleasure sizzled through my veins, and I curled my toes, thrashing this way and that as I tried to fight the rising tide of desire. Just when I teetered at the edge of a climax, he pulled back, and the hot slice of denial cut through me once again.
It was maddening.
It was pure torture.
Again and again, he pushed me closer and closer, only to pull back at the last second.
I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry.
“Please stop,” I begged.
