Page 92 of Bonds of Betrayal


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“Best view in the house,” he says playfully.

“Yeah?” I tease, scooting down to straddle his hips.

I slowly lower myself, my folds enveloping his cock as I trap his hard length between us. Miko’s eyes slide closed, his throat bobbing as his thick erection twitches against my clit.

Shrugging out of my robe, I drop it to the side of the bed as I rock my hips, riding the wave of pleasure that courses through my veins.

His arms flex, his wrists jerking against his restraints as if he would like nothing more than to touch me.

And when his eyes open once more, I feel my soul light on fire.

“Does that feel good?” I ask, suddenly anxious that he might not like it as much as I do.

“You have no idea,” he rasps, his voice strained with arousal.

Biting my lip, I roll my hips again, and run my hands up his gorgeous washboard abs to his pecs. “Now that I’m this far in. I feel kind of silly. I don’t really know what I’m doing,” I confess.

“You’re doing just fine,” he promises, bucking his hips playfully beneath me to demonstrate how hard he is.

I yelp, a nervous giggle rushing from me.

And at the same time, warm emotion fills my chest.

I’m sure now that I’m falling in love with Miko.

I don’t have a choice in the matter, and for once, that doesn’t scare me.

What other man would let me try such a crazy idea and make me feel so desirable while I did it?

“But if you want suggestions,” he adds, a wicked twinkle in his eye, “you could come sit on my face.”

My core throbs at the suggestion.

“Like, literally?”

He chuckles deep in his belly, turning me into a puddle. “Yes, literally,” he says, scooting his hips farther down the bed.

Heat blossoms in my core as I do as he says, crawling forward to grip the headboard as I straddle his face.

Then I slowly lower myself toward his lips. Miko hums, his head lifting off the pillow to meet me.

He strokes his tongue from the back of my slit to my clit, parting my folds with his tip.

“Oh my god,” I moan, grasping the headboard harder as my hips jerk.

Then Miko’s lips close around my clit, and I cry out, grinding against Miko’s mouth for a moment before I can stop myself.

“Damn it, Anika,sit on my face,” he growls when I lift my weight back off of him.

My body responds as if of its own accord, and Miko groans his approval as my weight comes down on him.

To reward me, he licks my pussy, then plunges his tongue into my throbbing hole.

Panting with the intensity of my arousal, I roll my hips, chasing the pleasure I’ve been desperately craving all week. “Oh god, I’m coming,” I gasp, the realization shocking because I’ve never come this fast.

Miko releases a low growl, his tongue lapping faster, his facial hair tickling against my sensitive skin. Then he sucks my clit between his teeth and lightly bites down.

I explode against him, my walls throbbing as my pulse hammers against his tongue. Tingling relief washes out to my fingers and toes, a relief so heady it makes my head spin.