Page 27 of Lord of Vice

“I’m not your prostitute. I was very clear,” I told him, as if I could do anything to stop him.

“No, you’re something altogether more incredible. But I was very clear as well,malyshka. I suggest you learn that being a good girl will go very far with me. Open your mouth.”

I clamped it closed.

He shook his head, pinching my jaw between his strong fingers, pushing the tips into my cheeks until I had no choice but to open my mouth in a perfect circle. All the while he was coercing me his way into sucking his cock, my mouth and throat were watering.

My pussy was still wet, juice now trickling down both sides of my inner thighs, and I knew if I succumbed to my desire, I might fall completely into the bastard’s clutches.

I slapped at his chest, which almost made me laugh from knowing how ridiculous it seemed.

“A bad girl in disguise.” He tapped the tip against my jaw before shoving his cockhead into my mouth. As it pushed down on my tongue, I cinched my eyes shit, wanting nothing more than to bite down but I knew that wasn’t a good idea.

He thrust the remainder inside and my eyes watered as I started to choke. However, I wasn’t going to allow him to see that I was bothered in any way. Nope. It wasn’t going to happen. He scooted closer to the edge of the seat, which pushed the tip all the way against my throat.

I didn’t realize that I was swirling my tongue from side to side until he groaned in pleasure. He fisted my hair, no longer feeling the need to hold his cock in place. As he jutted his hips off the chair, impaling my mouth completely, I was stunned how much more the tangy taste of him turned me on.

How could an action so vile arouse me to this point?

Even the way my nipples were scraping against my shirt was ridiculous but added to the desire that continued to build. Now I was pressing my fingers into his thighs, wishing I could touch his skin. He had full control, pushing down my head so I was forced to swallow all of him and thrusting his hips up as if reminding me he’d laid claim.

I hadn’t given a man a blowjob in so long, my jaws ached within seconds. That was also because Kraven’s cock was huge. Monstrous. I couldn’t image how it would stretch my pussy.

Oh, my. What the hell was wrong with my brain?

“Look at me when I fuck that perfect mouth of yours.” His command sent an immediate wave of quivers all the way to my toes.

And I found myself obeying him. His eyes were truly beautiful creations, the ring of fire around them something I hadn’t noticed before. Within seconds, my pussy walls were clenching and releasing, another wafting of my crazy desire for him getting in the way of rational thinking.

“That’s it. You can be such a good girl when your mouth is full.”

I had another urge to bite down with every ounce of my jaw strength but thought better of it. I was suddenly nothing more than his puppet, his fuck toy. He started thrusting hard and fastand I felt like a bobblehead doll, incapable of controlling my own actions.

Or desires.

The entire situation was far removed from anything I could have imagined, but I found myself kneading his thighs, even starting to enjoy his savage control over me. I did what I could to relax my throat although breathing was still difficult. He refused to stop going deeper, driving harder. Thankfully, I could tell he was close to coming.

I tried to work with what was happening, submitting to his needs, using my jaw muscles to suck hard.

He threw his head back, roaring like some wild animal. Seconds later, he jerked to a standing position, now gripping both sides of my head with his large hands, peering down at me as his chest rose and fell.

“Fuck. You’re more than just good,” he growled.

I was as lost in the intensity of his facial expressions as I was in the filthy actions but within a few seconds, I closed my eyes to pretend this was all a sweet fantasy.

When he finally erupted, I was shocked that I didn’t gag, the taste of his cum much sweeter than I could have ever imagined. Before I knew it, I was sucking hard. In my mind I couldn’t waste a single drop of something so precious.

“Yes. Yes. Take all of me. Swallow every drop of my cream, baby girl. After that, you’ll lick me clean. Such a beautiful baby girl and all mine.”

I was trying to remind myself this man was a monster, a murderer but I also sensed there was much more to him. Wasit sick to want his praise as much as his searing touch? I wasn’t certain of anything any longer.

While I continued swirling my tongue, he began to pull out an inch at a time, making good on my requirement to clean his cock. When he finally pulled out completely, his breath skipping as much as mine, he raked one hand through his now disheveled hair. “Yes, my very good girl.”

He pulled me to a standing position and I was certain my legs would buckle. Before I could say anything, he captured my mouth just like he’d done before, only there was more of a sense of urgency in the passionate moment.

There wasn’t a muscle in my body that wasn’t tingling from his rough touch, the way he’d manhandled me. He was so powerful, much stronger than I had the ability to fight, yet I refused to accept some crazy willingness to succumb to his desires.

Or his requirements.