Page 41 of Crucible
It’s not a perfect blow, but it still hurts like a bitch. Fortunately, I can be bullheaded too. I grunt in pain but keep my hand where it is. “Why are you being so goddamn stubborn? It’s just one lousy song.”
“I’m starting to think she wants to suck our dicks,” Seth muses.
An angry flush creeps up her neck, and then I let her go when she whips around to face him. “The only thing I want to do with your dick is cut it off and make you choke on it, you psycho!”
“Hmmm. Bad choice of words, baby girl.” I shove her into Seth’s arms.
“Stop…pushing me!”
“Sunshine.” Seth’s gaze is soft and adoring as he looks down at her as if she’s his entire reason for being. And then he forces her to her knees and rips open the button on the jeans he changed into at some point. “Suck my cock, Sunshine. Make it good.”
Aurelia scrambles away on her hands and knees before Seth can get his dick out, and the genuine shock and confusion on his face is fucking hysterical.
Unfortunately, I don’t have time for shits and giggles.
Our little tyrant is getting away.
I reach down just as she tries to crawl through the small gap between our legs and grip a fistful of her golden curls.
“No!” Aurelia screams and kicks out as I drag her ass back.
Since I’m a greedy bastard, I don’t give her back to Seth. I position her until she’s kneeling and trembling in front of me.I’ve got one hand in her hair and the other freeing my dick from my sweats, but Aurelia still has the gall to jerk back and glare up at me when I press forward.
“Put that thing anywhere near my mouth, and I’ll bite it off!”
I believe her.
Unfortunately for her, it changes nothing.
Releasing Aurelia’s hair to pinch her nose between my fingers, I hold her fiery gaze so that she can see the sincerity in mine when I speak. “You survived that crash with barely a scratch on you, but if your teeth so much asgrazemy dick,Iswear I’ll beat that gorgeous ass black and blue and make you suck me anyway. Nowheel, songbird.”
An interesting shiver works its way through her body despite the warm room. I don’t have time to dissect her reaction to my promise to degrade her. Aurelia’s lips finally part in a desperate grab for air, and I allow her one meager breath before I shove my dick between those pouty, pretty lips and shut her the fuck up for good.
The tension tightening my shoulders melts away as I’m enveloped in her warm mouth.
She makes a gurgling noise when I hit the back of her throat, but it’s drowned out by my bone-deep shudder the moment I feel her tongue stroke the shaft unintentionally. My next breath gets caught in my chest as I watch those full lips stretch to accommodate my cock.
Meanwhile, she’s panicking, her hands clawing at me for purchase as I choke her with it. The hand I have on the back of her head keeps her from going anywhere, though.
Still, all her floundering is getting in the way of me fully enjoying the head.
“Breathe, songbird. Breathe through your fucking nose,” I instruct. She frowns like she’s confused, but then I feel the smallest puff of air blowing through my pubes. My fingers startmoving on their own as I gently stroke her scalp. “Good girl. That’s it. Be sweet for me, and I’ll think about returning the favor.”
Aurelia blinks at the praise and then does it again. It takes a while for her panic to fade, but once it does, she’s leaning back on her heels, getting comfortable while her hands go still on my hips.
I almost snort at her finally giving up the pretense.
She’s an enigma, though.
Not her resistance. That’s natural. We are forcing her.
It’s her inexperience that confuses me. The head isn’t terrible, but it’s not great either.
Aurelia’s got to be in her mid-twenties—old enough to know what the fuck to do, yet she’s fumbling through it.
And then there’s her sex appeal.
Even bruised, exhausted, dirty, and disheveled, she oozes it.
