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I thought he wasn’t going to fuck me tonight.
With the same soft touch, he spreads my knees apart and climbs between me. “You’re so special, do you know that?” He murmurs, tracing my lips with his finger. The lust claws at my voice box, and all I can manage is a strangled sigh. “You’re so special to me, China Doll.” His fingers slip inside my mouth and I suck them, exactly like I’ve sucked his cock. He moans when I run my tongue up the length of his finger, and lightly flick the tip. Then, he pulls them out and dips the same hand between my legs, running his wet fingers along the length of my already-wet slit, stopping at my clit to rub slow, sensual circles around it.
“Please,” I gasp, my body responding to his touch like a jolt of electricity.
“Please?” he growls into my neck.
“Fuck me,” I moan, pushing my hips up to the bulge in his pants. Before I can reach down and free him from his zipper myself, he pins both my hands above my head, holding my wrists in one huge palm.
I let out a sigh of relief when I hear the sound of his zipper. Feel the warm tip of his cock against the mouth of my pussy.
He stretches me open, slow and steady, sliding me onto the length of his cock. “Yes,” I gasp, running my hands over every muscle in his back. They contract and release like the complex lock of an antique vault.
“Kiss me, China Doll,” he says, his lips against mine again.
We fall into a rhythm. His tongue massaging mine with soft, sweet kisses, his cock sliding in and out of me, building the friction in my pussy. When my breathing becomes shallow, he pushes his lips harder against mine, picking up the pace of his thrusting. “Cum for me, baby,” he groans into my lips. His hard body is flush against mine, not an inch of air between us. “I want to feel you come around my cock.”
His words send me over the edge, a wave of orgasm washing over me like a tsunami. “Good girl,” he murmurs, shifting his weight so he can stroke my forehead.
I collapse under the weight of him, gasping. Once my heart rate slows a little, I wrap my legs around his waist and pull his cock deeper into my now-sensitive pussy. We stay mouth to mouth, chest to chest, as I slowly grind against him, tilting my hips up and pushing them down into the bed. Just enough movement to work his shaft.
“Fuck,” he groans into my mouth, before nestling his head in between my shoulder and neck. His breathing is ragged and I wrap my arms around his back, crushing myself with the weight of his heavy body. I run my hands through his thick curls, grinding my hips over his shaft, enjoying his quickening heartbeat against mine.
“I want you to come for me too,” I whisper into the curve of his ear. “I want you to fill me up and claim me. I’m yours, Lorcan Quinn. Show me I’m yours.”
His body tightens against mine, and an animalistic groan escapes his lips. I join him, moaning with pleasure at the warm sensation filling up my pussy.
We lay like this for a while, with nothing but our heavy breathing and sweat between us. My legs wrapped around his waist, his head on my chest.
As I stare up into the darkness of the ceiling, I realize that the Devil didn’t break his word:I’m not going to fuck you, China Doll.
He didn’t. He made love to me.
* * *
Lorcan’s already awake when the cold sunlight creeps through the window. He’s staring at me with intensity as last night as I use his bicep as a pillow.
I blink the blurriness away. “You stayed.”
“I did.”
There’s that sadness in my chest again. I can almost taste the impending doom.
Why does it feel like I’m teetering on the edge of something bigger and scarier than the Devil himself?
He lands a firm kiss on my forehead and the bed shifts around his weight as he uncurls himself from me. I watch as he tugs on his jeans and sweater.
“Do what you want today, China Doll,” he says quietly, looking out the window. “No door will be locked for you today.”
I prop myself up on the pillows and frown. “You mean under the watchful eye of your big burly guards though, right?”
He flashes a sad smile. “They are for your own protection.”
A lump forms in my throat. “Where are you going?”
“Why do you ask when you know I won’t tell you?”
I bury myself under the covers, wanting to stay in the vacuum for a little longer. Light floods back into my hiding space as he slowly peels back the bedding.
