Page 46 of King of Ruin

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Page 46 of King of Ruin

It’s territorial, the sound of his voice. Or maybe predatorial. Either way, I reach down, finding his shoulder and trace my fingers over his neck. “Wow.”

I’m capable of more words than that, but maybe not right this moment. I feel him climbing up my body, the brush of skin still making me shiver. Finally tossing the tank to the floor, I placemy other hand on his back, his muscles rippling under my palm. His chest brushes my nipples and they pebble again.

“You’re so beautiful,” he rumbles kissing my neck. “I knew that the first moment I saw you in the light, but I never expected…”

“What?” I’m really curious. I’ve never done anything like this before so I’ve got nothing to compare Roman to, but I have this feeling. “Is this different from how it usually feels?”

“It’s different,” he answers. The head of his cock presses into my soaked folds, as he lets out a soft groan. “So intense.”

I push him off me and onto the bed, or he lets me, as I roll with him.

If we’re moving onto oral, I want to taste him too. Scooting down the bed, I kiss a trail over his six-pack abs until his cock brushes my chin. I lick my tongue over the tip, getting his pearl of precum, straight from the source. But I can taste myself too where he’d just pressed the head of his cock into me.

It’s a little dirty and so erotic, excitement pulses through me again.

His hips lift off the bed as I retreat to savor the taste.

I smile, realizing that it’s my turn to tease and I set about doing just that. Kissing the tip, down the shaft, along the edge of his ball sack, exploring him with small kisses and little licks.

I know he’s getting impatient when his hand fists in my hair. I suck a breath between my teeth, liking the pull. The little bit of pain that comes with his desire is exciting.

I still, not moving up his shaft as he’s directing. Instead, I flick my tongue over his sack.

“Fucking hell, Maddie,” he groans. “That feels…”

I don’t wait to see what he fills in. Instead, I wrap my lips around one of his balls and suck.

He jolts a few inches off the bed, his groan of pleasure telling me to continue even as he pulls my hair harder, wrapping the strands in his fist.

I suck on the other, taking my time before I finally heed the pulling and kiss up the long, thick length of him to sink my mouth over the tip.

He thrusts up between my lips, going so deep, the head hits the back of my throat. I gag a little, not prepared for the depth of the invasion, but I don’t pull away.

I can hear him gnashing his teeth as he finally pulls back only to thrust back in. He’s fucking my mouth, his body so taut, he feels like he might break.

Water starts to stream from the corners of my eyes, but I don’t move. There is something so satisfying in being what he needs me to be.

My hands come to his hips and this time, when he thrusts all the way in, I tighten my grip on his skin, letting him know I’m ready for more.

A feral groan rips from his lips and then, he explodes, shooting cum down my throat. I drink it all, my nails digging into his flesh.

The second he’s done, he’s hauling me up his body, and crushing me to his chest. His arms wrap about me as his lips kiss the crown of my head.

I sink into him, my cheek coming to his chest as my eyes flutter closed. And that’s how I fall asleep. Directly on top of him.

I wake to the early morning sun, in the exact same position where I fell asleep. On top of Roman.

I jerk awake, and his hand automatically splays out on my back, holding me close. “You all right, sweetheart?”

I close my eyes again, my fingertips dancing down his bare chest. “So good.”

I feel him smile against the top of my head. “Me too.”

“That’s good.” I snuggle deeper into him. “Because I’m kind of hoping we get to do that again.” It’s a bold ask for me. Not that I even really asked. More like gently suggested. But he understands as he flips us around, my back hitting the mattress before I even know what’s happening.

“We’re definitely doing that again. And more.”

“Right now?” I feel my pulse rising, the blood rushing in my ears as I skim my hands up his back.




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