“It’s okay, pretty girl. You can take it,” he purred, knotting his hand in my hair. He slowly pushed my head forward and I relaxed, reveling in the taste of him. Surrendering to his movement. He hit the back of my throat and pulled back out, repeating until he started to slide down my throat. My eyes watered at his depth but never left his face. “Mmm, you are doing so good, Ara. Look at you. So perfect.”
Pride swelled in my chest. I moaned around him and he hummed at the feel.
“So mine.”
He increased the pace, bobbing my head on him, and tears pricked my eyes. I reached a hand down between my legs, circling my clit, and he grinned, jerking himself from my mouth. He dropped to his knees in front of me and ran a thumb over my swollen lips.
“Beautiful,” he whispered and pulled me forward, bringing his mouth to mine in a smoldering kiss. I returned it with reckless abandon and he wrapped his hands under my backside, lifting and carrying me to the nearby table, sitting me on the edge.
“You want control?” His grin was dark, promising. Stoking the ever-growing fire within me.
“Yes,” I breathed and he pulled my shirt off overhead.
“Then consider me entirely at your mercy, little storm.”
My heart skipped a beat as he slid a hand between my breasts, pushing me down to the table. I reclined, lifting my hips as he pulled off my trousers, tossing them to the side. He grabbed one ankle, lifted it to his mouth, and kissed, continuing up my leg. Kissing my calf, my knee, my inner thigh, inching painstakingly slowly to the place I wanted his mouth. As he neared my core, he dropped my leg, lifting my other, and I groaned.
“Patience,” he purred, kissing up my inner thigh before sinking to his knees and putting them both over his shoulders, humming in approval.
I gasped as he slid his tongue into me, thrusting before pulling back and licking to the apex of my thighs. He hummed into my clit and I arched off the table, silently begging for more, more friction, more him.
He brought a hand up, holding me down to the table as he feasted, and I exploded within minutes, sparks dancing in my vision. I started to sit up to grab him and pull him on top of me when he stopped me, returning his hand to my sternum.
“You’re not done yet.” He grinned, gently pushing me back down to the table.
“Wha—”
He thrust two fingers into my core, curling them against my sensitive spot, and I fell back to the table with a moan. He brought his mouth back down on me, licking and swirling until I was on the edge, about to tumble over again.
He stood and I whimpered as his mouth left me. He slowly pulled his fingers out before entering me again as he undid his trousers with his other hand, dropping them to the ground.
“Don’t worry. I would never leave you like this, so needy.” He slid his hand from me, using it to wet himself. “I want you to come apart around my cock this time.”
He crawled above me, bracing a hand by my head. He lined up against my entrance and I wiggled, urging him forward. “Say it.”
“I want you,” I begged. He turned his ear to me, smirking. “Inside me. Rogue, please.”
He slammed into me, sheathing himself completely, and we groaned in unison.
“Soperfect,” he whispered, kissing the pulsing hollow at the base of my neck. He pulled out and thrust back in, biting the mark, and I screamed.
“So mine.”
He brought his hand to my throat, squeezing lightly, and hammered into me. I wrapped my legs around his back and brought my hands to his shoulders, doing everything I could to hold onto his punishing pace. It was brutal. It was blissful.
Perfect.
I moaned his name as I exploded again, clenching around him and digging my nails into his back.
“Scream my name. Let everyone know who I belong to.”
Mine,something whispered in the back of my mind and I bit at his shoulder. A deep growl reverberated through his chest and he thrust into me one final time, filling me. I slid my fingers along the base of one wing as he slumped on top of me, leaning into my touch before gripping my chin and jerking my eyes back to him.
“If you keep doing that, I may never let you leave this room again.”
He leaned down, sliding his lips along mine in a whisper of a kiss before he pulled out. Sliding his hands under me, he lifted and carried me back to his bed, crawling in behind me. Warm and sated, I lulled off into a deep, dreamless sleep before my thoughts could snap me back to reality.
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