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“My god, woman. Don’t you have a gag reflex?”

I giggled on his cock and shook my head.

Julian rumbled again, head falling back against the wall. But I didn’t get to enjoy him like that for much longer, because soon enough, he’d gotten hold of my sides, lifted me off the ground, and spun me around so my head pointed toward the floor.

He’d placed my core perfectly in front of his mouth and made sure his dick never left my mouth.

That was twice now he’d spun me like fucking vampire top.

I braced my toes against the wall while Julian held me firm against him with just his forearm sandwiching me to him. With his other hand, he pushed my thighs farther apart.

“You are a feast, Eden, and you won’t deny me again,” he said and buried himself in me.

I screamed, muffled though it was by a giant, kingly dick.

Honestly, I didn’t actually like sixty-nine that much. Especially as a vampire. It was way too hard to focus on Julian’s dick when he was busy swirling and slurping my business. Add to that to the chance I might accidentally drop fang and poke him?

Nope.

I pulled his dick out of my throat and enjoyed myself, riding his face—albeit upside down—until he had me screaming for an entirely different reason.

The orgasm came on hard, abruptly, and my body didn’t know how to act or what to do, given that it was upside down

I gripped Julian’s thighs and rode out my climax as still as possible, which, strangely, had the unforeseen effect of making the whole experience more intense.

Before the last of the aftershocks had dissipated, Julian blurred us to the bed, putting me right at the bottom, hips off the mattress, so he could nestle himself between my legs.

“Do you know what happens to mates who deny their kings any part of their body?”

I shook my head, reeling from the last orgasm and desperately wanting to know what my consequence might be.

Was it really a consequence if I enjoyed it?

“They don’t get to come again until I say so.” He smirked, face full of dark delight. “And believe me, I’m going to do everything in my power to make you want to come.”

That pitiful whimper embarrassed me yet again.

“I know how much you like seeing me take your body, Eden, so I want you to watch very carefully as I slide my hard, king-sized cock into you.”

I fucking gushed, and Julian pushed my thighs apart just in time to see it happen.

Julian groaned. “Fuck, I love the way your body responds to me.” He gripped the base of his cock, sliding it from ass to clit. “Watch, Eden,” he scolded as my eyes rolled.

I obliged and put my arms under my head to prop it up.

Julian pressed against my opening, the slick skin around him sliding and stretching to accommodate. I gasped when he entered me. God, he was so fucking big. I moaned, wiggling my hips to get more of that delicious sensation.

“Uh-uh. You don’t get to decide how much of my cock you get. That’s my job. Now hold still,” he said with a smirk. “And if you don’t think you can, I can get the straps.”

Straps? Straps!

The second I followed what he was suggesting, my pussy clamped down around him, pulling a grunt from Julian.

“You like that idea, don’t you?”

I guess I did. Who knew the right man could turn me into a kinkster?

Julian gripped my hips and plunged himself all the way into me. A feral cry tore from me.