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Tension built between my legs as he latched on to my other hardened nipple, twirling his tongue around it. “Please, sir.”

“Please what?” he questioned, his breath warming my breast.

“Let me come.”

“Mm, I’m not sure you’ve earned it.”

I mewled in frustration. “What can I do?”

“Pleasure your Dom.”

Chewing on my bottom lip, I racked my brain for what to do. Then it came to me. Sucking in a breath, I tightened the walls of my pussy around the Beast’s cock.

“Oh fuck,” he muttered.

I repeated the process as I continued riding him. As his grunts filled the air, I asked, “Did I earn it now?”

“That’s good, but not great,” he teased.

Oh, I’ll show you.My hand swept between my legs to swipe a mixture of my arousal and his precum. I then reached behind me to cup his sac.

A hiss came from within the Beast’s mask. But I wasn’t done with him. Sliding my hand under his balls, I rubbed the sensitive flesh between his sac and ass. The Beast jerked and shuddered beneath me. Gently, I slid my lubed finger along the silky skin. A low groan rumbled through his chest.

When I increased the pressure, his hips bucked, pistoning faster and faster into me. The next thing I knew he barked out a cry and came into me in a rush of warm cum.

At the full-body orgasm he was experiencing, triumph echoed through me.

He finally stopped jerking and what I imagined was cursing in Russian. “Oh, no, did I make you come too soon?” I asked.

HIs broad palm smacked my ass. “You are averybad brat.”

“I just pleased you so I could come.”

“Oh, you’ll come all right.”

He slipped his now slackened cock out of me with one hand while easing me onto my back with the other. Instead of settling between my legs, he curled up to my side, His hand came between my legs to smack my pussy, sending a jolt of pleasure through my core. “You are a bad, bad sub.”

“I’m sorry.”

He delivered two more hard smacks to my pussy, causing me to shriek with pleasure. Then two of his fingers dipped inside mysoaked walls. As he began pumping them into me, I thrust my hips up to meet them.

Besides finger fucking me, he was moving his body beside me. As I focused on his movement, I realized he was moving the mask with his free hand.

I gasped when his lips pressed against my jugular. His tongue darted out to lick a trail down to my collarbone. At the hollow of my throat, his teeth grazed my skin. Goosebumps popped out along my skin.

When he licked back up to the sensitive side of my ear, his lips suctioned onto my flesh. At the same time, he continued to pump his thick fingers in and out of my pussy. A moan escaped my lips when he bit down on my flesh. “I’m marking more of you.”

“Yes, please,” I replied.

His moist trail moved down across my chest. “Are you always this…” Instead of finishing, he dipped his head to suck my nipple into his mouth.

“Bratty?” I suggested in a breathless whisper.

“Yes,” he replied, against my breast.

“Never.”

His teeth grazed my nipple before he gently bit it, sending a flood of my arousal over his fingers. “Why for me?” he questioned.