Page 77 of Connor's Claim

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Page 77 of Connor's Claim

“Why is that a turn-on?” I slurred.

“Because it proves I’m capable of doing whatever it takes to protect ye.”

He snapped the line of my underwear, exposing me for his tongue.

My brain dizzied, and I slumped against the wall. The drug was stealing my muscle tone, and my ability to participate was over. Mild panic set in, but almost instantly, it left.

I trusted him. He’d make this wonderful. He’d play with my body, and I’d be awake through it all, feeling every last touch.

“Almost home, baby.”

The lift dinged again, and Connor picked me up and carried me out. I gazed down his spine, admiring his tattoos from a newangle. Somehow, a splatter of blood decorated his side, and I managed a soft laugh.

He was so right. He could handle anything. If Piers or some other terrible person wanted to hurt me, Connor would step in their way. He wouldn’t hesitate.

Another bolt of pleasure rolled through me. I forced my eyes open and found myself on the floor of the apartment again, right beside the arched window, with a pillow propping me up and Connor’s dark head between my legs. I was naked, and in his big hands, my thighs were wide open. He licked me then sucked my clit. Deep need spread.

“Can ye feel that?” he asked.

I tried and failed to form a word, moaning instead, because yes, I felt it all. His hot tongue sliding into me and his stubble against my skin. Connor toyed with my pussy, stroking me with his mouth and winding me up until I was hot and electrically charged.

He sat back. Stripped his clothes. “I’ve got ye bloody. There’s streaks of it on the insides of your legs and on your belly. Victor gets to be a sex aid tonight.”

Down either side of his face and here and there in his neck tattoo, red stained him. I gazed at it. It shouldn’t have been sexy, in no way was someone else’s blood hygienic, but my pussy pulsed. The sedative was in full play now, and I sensed the difference from when I’d been coming out of full unconsciousness. This was much lighter, mainly focusing on my muscles and dampening my nerves. He was right about it loosening my inhibitions. I needed him inside me, now.

Connor swore. “It’s turning ye on.”

I travelled my focus down him to his dick. The silver ring bobbed. He crawled up my body, lingering over my breasts and daubing blood on them as well, then he brought that silver ring to my lips.

“When ye were out cold here last time, I wanted to fuck your throat but didn’t in case I choked ye. Instead, I just spread precum on your lips. Tonight, you’re going to take me every way there is, understand?”

Desperation broke over me. Another moan was his answer.

“Good lass.”

Connor angled over me to slide his dick into my mouth, the ring chinking on my teeth. Without the ability to suck, all I could do was accept it. Be a receptacle for him to play with. He bumped against the roof of my mouth then eased back.

I breathed through my nose. His dick hit where my throat narrowed. Blocked my air supply.

“Fuck,” Connor gritted out.

He wound my hair around his fist to position me better, and his dick entered my throat. Another thrust took it deeper. I closed my eyes and just felt. He throbbed for me, and the knowledge that he was enjoying this gave me another burst of pleasure, even as my eyes leaked from lack of air.

At the same moment, something touched me between the legs, easing over my wet centre. A thick, blunt end.

My vibrator? Connor thrust it into me so it speared me open and sparks flew along my nerves.

He withdrew it and worked it in again, timing it with his dick in my throat. “I spit roasted ye.”

My lungs burned, the lack of oxygen a problem. Connor pulled out of my mouth, and I sucked in air, but the vibrator buzzed to life and my gasp turned into a choked-off moan.

He sat back to watch what he was doing to me, hunger in his gaze. “Your body is so beautiful. You’re perfect, Everly. I need ye to know that because what I’m going to do next is going to be disrespectful as fuck.”

I uttered a moan, and Connor smirked, stroking his dick a couple of times.

“Ye remember Tabitha, aye? Ye watched her take two dicks and your pussy got so wet. We’re going to build up to that. Starting with ye taking my dick in your arse.”

He whipped the vibrator away and rolled me onto my front, then he pushed my knee out and canted my hips. A cap popped open, then something drizzled on me.




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