Page 92 of Stolen Innocence


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“You’re shaking like you want me to ruin you,” he whispers in my ear.

“My brother’s outside?—”

“Then be quiet for me.” His laugh is soft, like he’s in on a joke only he knows.

His thumb grazes my lip and my breath catches. My heart bangs against my ribs like it’s trying to escape.

“Have you ever been on your knees for anyone, kitten?”

My throat locks. I shake my head, face flaming.

“Fuck,” he mutters, voice sharp and sweet all at once. “That’s criminal.” His grin goes feral, teeth flashing. “Firsts should be mine.”

He looms without touching, and yet I feel him everywhere. The bulk of his shoulders blocking out the thin slant of light, the smell of his skin, his breath skimming my temple. I can count his lashes, the tiny scar on his jaw, the flecks of green buried in hisdark irises.

His eyes drop to my mouth again, and I feel like a mouse pretending not to want the trap.

He presses on my shoulders, causing my knees to buckle and me to slowly sink onto the floor. My pulse hammers so hard I swear he can hear it. Talon looks down like I’ve just crowned him king. The way his lips part is almost gentle, but his grin devours it.

“Take it out,” he instructs, causing my eyes to land right on the bulge pressing against his zipper. A pit opens in my stomach. Fear. Arousal. The two wage war until I can’t tell which side I’m fighting for.

When I hesitate, his smirk sharpens. “Fine. Watch, princess.”

After a moment’s hesitation, Talon relents and takes it out himself, his long shaft falling out of his boxers until it lands just inches away from my face. The head is already swollen with need and my pussy pulses as I watch his cock throb.

With one of his hands, he strokes himself. The other tangles in my hair, tugging my head back so I have no choice but to look up at him.

“Tongue out,” he instructs.

I obey, sticking my tongue out until the corner of his mouth tilts upwards in satisfaction. He takes his cock and runs it along my tongue, my pre-cum dribbling out in small droplets.

“Such a pretty girl. Now, open wide. A whore like you should know exactly what to do.”

I shake my head. “I just told you I’ve never done this before. And I’m not a whore.”

“Oh… Princess…. you are most definitely going to be my whore when I’m done with you.” His thumb drags across my lower lip. “We’ll start slow—let you feel the edge before you fall.”

The way he saysfallmakes the whole aisle tilt. My pulse is so loud I barely hear the soft shuffle of footsteps at the far end of the stacks. For one dizzying second I remember where I am—the library, Milo just outside, guards waiting. My body tenses up.

“Shhh. Stay right here, on your knees. Breathe me in.”

I obey, trembling, tongue wet against my lower lip. His thumbfollows, pressing just inside my mouth first, testing me, forcing me to taste salt and sweat before anything else. My lips close around his thumb instinctively and he groans.

“That’s it, Princess. Fuck—yes. Now, you’re going to hollow those cheeks for me.”

I try, my throat fighting to stay open as he pushes deeper. My hands grip his thighs, nails digging in. But he doesn’t allow me to retreat. Instead, he guides his cock into my mouth—thrust, retreat, thrust.

“Relax your throat. You’ll need to be comfortable taking dick if you’re going to survive us.”

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as he sinks deeper, hitting the back of my throat. He groans at the wet choke it drags from me.

“Perfect,” he hisses, pulling back only to slap the tip against my tongue. Spit strings down my chin. His grin is feral. “My filthy little princess on her knees in the goddamn library.”

I gag again when he thrusts forward, and he moans like it’s his favorite sound. His hand tightens in my hair, holding me there, cock buried in my throat until my vision swims.

Before too long, his hot cum shoots down my throat.

Talon smirks down at me, cock still hard, glistening. “See? Not a whore yet, but you’re getting there.” He leans down, close enough his breath scalds my ear. “Swallow my cum. Then, you’re going to walk back to your brother and act like you didn’t just love the taste of me.”