Page 75 of Dance of Monsters


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My throat is dry and my heart is racing dangerously as my eyes meet his.

“Now, princess,” he growls.

Part of me still wants to defy him. Maybe another part wants let fly my safe word like a mic drop and justleave, to be done with all this insanity.

But the other part of me, that came alive the other night when he tackled me to the ground, andfucked melike a whore—and, yes, hurt me…

That part wins. That’s the part in charge when I find myself dropping to my knees on the powder room floor in front of him.

Vaughn’s blue eyes gleam.

“Take out my cock.”

When I hesitate, he tugs on the tie. The silk around my throat tightens slightly, making me whimper and jarring me intocompliance. My hands shake as I reach for his belt, my vision tunneling as I fumble at it.

“I—I can’t get it open,” I mumble, my face heating.

Vaughn pushes my hands aside and undoes his belt buckle. Then he opens the button on his slacks before letting his arms drop to his sides again.

“Your turn.”

I swallow and reach for his zipper. I grasp it between my fingers, and when I tug it down, my face heats as I feel something heavy and thick twitch in his pants.

He’s already hard. Why does that excite me so much?

My thighs squeeze together as I undo the zipper the rest of the way. Then I grab his pants and pull them to his knees.

Jesus.

The front of his black boxer briefs tentsobscenelyright in front of my face. My face pales as I stare at it, my throat tightening as my gaze slides over thehugebulge throbbing in the black cotton.

My fingers slip into the waistband, and the pulse thudding in my ears becomes louder and higher as I start to peel his boxers down and off his grooved, muscled hips.

Suddenly, his cock springs free.

Holy.

Hell.

For a second, I’m literally frozen, just kneeling therestaringat it.

Long.Sothick, with a swollen, darker head. A pulsing vein winds down the shaft to the base, and big, heavy-looking balls hang between his legs.

I know I have almost nothing to compare it to. But I’ve seen porn. And this isleaguesbigger than anything I’ve seen there.

How in the holyhelldid that all fit inside me?!

“Open your mouth, princess.”

Heat floods my face. My core clenches. A needy ache builds between my legs.

“I…I mean…”

The corners of his lips curl in amusement. “You’ve never sucked cock before.”

I cringe and shake my head. “No,” I mumble.

“Well, tonight, all I need is for that mouth to be a wethole. You’re not going to learn tosuckmy cock tonight, Evelina.” His eyes gleam again. “You’re going to be a good little whore and stay there on your knees while Ifuck your face.”