Page 29 of Brutal Kings


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“Relax, baby.”

Relax. I can do that.

I take a deep breath and lean into Ezra’s warmth. He continues his gentle assault on my clit, making me pant and moan softly. His other hand comes underneath my shirt to grab my breast in his large palm. He rolls my peaked nipple in between two fingers as he dips another inside me. When he pulls it back out, he lifts it to his mouth and sucks on it. His chest rumbles against my back as he moans.

“My favorite flavor,” he says quietly.

I’m trying to catch my breath when the comforter is ripped off my body and I’m suddenly pushed onto my back. The room is pitch black except for the moonlight that peeks through the slats of the blinds. Ezra’s there at the end of the bed, looking down at me like a predator waiting to devour its meal.

He grabs my ankles and yanks me to the edge of the bed until my toes are almost touching the floor. The boxers are off before I even have a chance to process what’s happening.

Ezra throws them to the floor and bends my legs until my knees are practically resting on my breasts.

In this position, I’m completely bared to him. Vulnerable.

I try to wriggle away from him, suddenly feeling self-conscious.

“Stop doing that,” he commands. “Let me look at you.”

His dark brown eyes are like molten chocolate, swallowing me whole.

“You’re so beautiful.”

The sincerity of his words brings tears to my eyes.

“I mean it, Maya. You’re perfect.”

Without another word, he drops to his knees and devours me completely.

I cry out so loud I’m afraid everyone in the house has heard. I cover my mouth with a hand to stifle the moans and pants breaking free from my throat.

His tongue is fucking magical. It’s warm and soft as he licks me like he’s starved.

He keeps my legs bent and spread as wide as possible to keep me in place. I lift my shirt and start pinching my nipples. Warmth spreads from the pit of my stomach to my face, the telltale sign of an oncoming orgasm.

My legs stiffen, straightening on their own. Ezra doesn’t even seem to notice as he continues to devour me without giving me a chance to breathe. I reach down and press my fingernails into his scalp.

“Ezra,” I whimper pitifully, writhing and grinding against his tongue to reach my climax. He cups my butt as a wave of pleasure crashes over me. I grab onto his head to keep him in place as I grind frantically against him, screaming at the top of my lungs.

I lay on the bed and try to catch my breath. The lines of moonlight on the ceiling become interconnected and distorted as my vision blurs. My limbs are like jelly as I lay there, waiting for Ezra to come up for air, but I realize he’s still eating me out with fervor. I try to squeeze his head with my thighs, but he pushes them apart.

“Please, stop,” I beg, albeit a bit pathetically and unconvincingly, because he licks and sucks until I’m coming a second time.

This orgasm is more intense. Bright light flashes before my eyes, and my entire body seizes up. I can’t remember the last time I’ve felt pleasure like this.

I try to roll over. “That’s enough,” I say breathlessly.

Ezra just looks up at me, my release dripping down his chin and shining on his lips, and grins. “It’s enough when I say it’s enough.”

He dives back in, bringing me to orgasm three more times before I’m finally done. Only when I start crying does he decide to stop.

He stands over me and looks down at me, pleased with what he’s done.

“How do you feel, sunflower?”

I try to say something, but my thoughts are so muddled I can’t form a sentence. Ezra scoops me up in his arms and puts me back into bed. He disappears into the bathroom and comes back out with a warm washcloth. He spreads my legs again and cleans me up. I flinch when the rough rag grazes my sensitive clit.

“Sorry, baby,” he says, but I can hear the amusement in his tone. I slap his arm, but it’s more of a love tap because of how weak I am.

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