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“Did anyone pay him back for the auction?”

He’s silent. “This is business, Lily. You don’t understand how this works.”

“No,” I shoot back. “I know how this works, very well, actually. Now if you don’t mind, I have to tend to my master.”

Killian is wearing a mischievous smile. “Are we all squared away?”

“Are you fucking crazy?!” Cameron breathes heavily into the phone.

“Define crazy.”

“Holding Lily hostage just cost you an alliance.”

“Oh boo-hoo,” Killian says.

“Killian. Where is Lily?”

“Right now, wearing nothing but a robe. But that will come off shortly.”

Cameron starts yelling, but Killian hangs up and looks at the time.

Chapter Fifty-Two

Lily

“Igive them less than an hour to bust through my doors.” Killian drops the newspaper. “I’d like to eat before they get here.” He looks at me as he takes a napkin and tucks it into the collar of his shirt. I get to my feet. “I’ll make you a plate.”

Killian reaches for me, pulling me into him and then setting me on the table. He opens my legs so that the heels of my feet rest on each armrest of his chair. His hands glide up my calves and around the bottom of my knees, where he yanks me closer, causing me to fall back onto the palms of my hands behind me.

Reaching for my robe, he unties the silk belt with his hand and opens it, exposing my body. I watch as his hungry eyes feast on my every curve, making me melt from the inside out. Both his hands are on my thighs as he dips his head to lick my inner thigh. He trails kisses and licks as he drapes one leg over his shoulder. His hands slide up my legs, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh behind my knees.

The dining room table is cold against my bare skin but feels good, cooling my hot skin. The air hits my exposed pussy, cool and teasing. My clit is begging for attention. Killian’s face is inches from my core. I can feel his breath, hot and steady, against my wet lips.

The robe slides off my shoulders and pools around me. His hands grip my hips, pulling me to the edge of the table until my ass hangs off, completely vulnerable. I brace myself with my elbows, the hard wood digging into my bones. Letting out a breath, the heat hits my pussy, and I tilt my head back. My breath catches in my throat.

In and out. A deliberate rhythm. His exhale is a warm caress against my clit, his inhale a gentle pull that makes my pussy clench. I squirm, trying to close the distance, but his hands hold me firm. Each puff of air is more torturous than the last. My hips start moving of their own accord, small circles seeking friction that isn't there. My nipples tighten into painful peaks, and I arch my back, silently begging. I can feel his mouth curve up against my flesh in a victorious smile while I’m about to scream to be fucked.

Killian's soft chuckle vibrates against my skin. Then, finally, his tongue makes contact. Just the tip, tracing my outer lips with excruciating slowness. My toes curl, my thighs trembling as my back arches. He alternates between licking and breathing, creating a maddening pattern of stimulation and denial. My juices flow freely, coating his chin, dripping beneath me as I lie on my back.

When he lets out a low groan, it’s nearly my undoing. His fingers sink into the flesh of my thighs, his tongue flicking faster and faster against my clit, and when he plunges two fingers into me, my body jolts.

"Yes," I gasp, my hands fisting in my own hair.

His tongue plunges inside me without warning, thick and demanding. I cry out, my back bowing off the table. He fucks me with his mouth, his tongue curling and thrusting, finding every sensitive spot. My pussy clenches around him, trying to draw him deeper.

One of his hands releases my hip, sliding between my ass cheeks. His thumb circles my tight hole, pressing just enough to make me gasp. The dual stimulation is overwhelming, pleasure coiling in my belly like a spring.

"That's it," he growls against my folds. "Ride my face."

I grind against his mouth, shameless in my need. His tongue is everywhere, lapping at my clit, thrusting into my hole, teasing my perineum. I'm close, so close, the pressure building to an unbearable peak.

Then I hear it. A faint buzzing sound. Killian pulls back slightly, his chin glistening with my cum. His other hand joins the first, spreading my ass cheeks wide. The buzzing grows louder, closer.

"Is that a vibrator?" I pant, trying to see over my heaving breasts.

“What did I tell you about questions?” He spanks my pussy, causing me to drop my head back onto the table.

His mouth returns to my pussy. His tongue spears into me again, even deeper this time. At the same time, something cool and smooth presses against my asshole.