Page 43 of Renegade Queen

“Not today,” he murmured, his lips dancing across the skin on my hip as he inhaled my scent deeply. “Not now.”

I was about to protest, to beg if I had to. Now that the thought was in my mind, it was all I could think about. My magic pushed to the surface, reaching for him in total agreement that this needed to happen.

He paused just as he reached the apex of my thighs and stared up at me through his thick dark lashes. His hair had come loose from the tie and splayed across my thighs, which he’d pushed apart to accommodate his broad shoulders.

“Bonding needs discussing, and I don’t have the patience for words right now,” he told me before running his tongue in one long sweep between my legs.

My back arched at the sudden sensation, and a long moan left my lips. I’d been about to argue the idea of not getting what I wanted, but all thought was robbed from my mind as he hauled me closer to his face.

Tank groaned as his tongue pushed into my pussy. I knew I was wet; I could feel it running between my thighs. It felt like every growl and groan was turning my body into liquid. But it only spurred Tank on, who turned me into his own personal feast, pressing his face into me as he turned his attention to my clit.

“Oh, fuck yes,” I gasped as he started to suck on that little bundle of nerves. His finger pushed into my pussy and stretched me wide as he fucked me relentlessly.

“You taste so fucking good,” he moaned. “I’m going to spend days between your thighs.”

I wasn’t sure if that was supposed to be a bad thing because, in my mind, I was very on board with the idea, especially when the orgasm unexpectedly slammed into me. My whimpering pleas of encouragement turned into a scream.

As his tongue moved back to my over-sensitive clit, I whined, squirming to try and pull away.

“Tank,” I moaned. “I can’t.”

“You can, and you will,” he told me, looking up at me as his fingers lazily thrust inside me. “You made me wait all this time, Alyssa. Don’t you want to make it up to me by letting me feast on your honey?”

His hands tightened on my hips as I tried to squirm away, but I stilled when he locked eyes with me, and something inside me latched onto him through our gaze. I settled, my body softening beneath his as the tension drained away.

Tank licked gently across my clit again, and I whimpered.

“That’s my good girl,” he crooned. “You’re going to let me have what I want, and then I’m going to reward you with everything you need.”

My core clenched at the sound of his praise, and he chuckled that deep masculine laugh that made filthy thoughts run through your mind.

As Tank kissed my inner thigh, he gently added another finger to my pussy, curling them up to caress that spot deep inside that had my breath catching.

“You like that, don’t you? You like being my good girl.”

“Yes,” I whispered, not sure what the hell was happening to me but totally on board with it if this was my reward.

“Good.” His tongue swept up my thigh, and he nipped at the soft skin there before he moved back to my clit again. “Now, do as you’re told.”

And he buried his face back between my legs, circling my clit with his tongue as his fingers picked up the tempo, his thumb dropping down to caress my ass as he did.

It didn’t take long for me to start rocking my hips in time with his thrusts. For that build of pleasure to start a fire in my core. My toes curled, and I found myself needing more than just the delicate licks of his tongue. But the words didn’t come. Tank was giving me what he wanted, and I didn’t dare beg for more. I didn’t know if it was in case he stopped or in case he didn’t. The pleasure building inside me felt like nothing I’d ever experienced before, and I wouldn’t survive it a third time if he decided he wasn’t done yet.

My head thrashed from side to side as I felt my pussy clench around his fingers.

“Tank, Tank,” I pleaded, unsure what I was asking for.

I felt his smile against my core, but then I was soaring as wave after wave of sensations swept through my body.

Every muscle locked up, making my hips thrust into his face. Tank grabbed my ass with both hands, holding me close, flattening his tongue as he swept it over my core, lapping up every drop of my release like a starved man.

I felt like I’d lost time when I finally blinked my eyes and came back to myself to find Tank leaning over me with a grin on his face. He dropped down, kissing me softly, and it was only then that I felt his cock, pressing against my pussy, and I gulped.

The smirk on his face told me he knew exactly what had caused it.

“It’ll fit,” he reassured me.

With a smirk of confidence I didn’t entirely feel, I gave the only response I could. “Maybe you should prove it.”