She swallows instead, the action sending a jolt down my spine.
Gods, I had no idea it could feel likethis.
Now I want to shove myself down her throat and demand that she swallow again and again.
But I wait until she pulls enough air into her lungs before resuming my exploration.
I don’t rush. I simply press, forcing her to embrace my thickness and stealing her ability to breathe.
A lush note of fear spices her citrusy scent, causing my beast to roar in approval. I want more of that. More of her. More of this feeling.
So. Fucking. Good.
My eyes nearly close, but I have to keep watching her. To protect her while I take my pleasure from her sweet little mouth.
Threading my fingers through her hair, I hold her in place, then take hold of her jaw to tug down on her chin. “Wider, pet.”
Her gaze tells me that’s impossible.
But I need her to try.
“I want to feel your throat, so you’re going to have to take more, Viviana.”
She tries to shake her head.
“Don’t reject me,” I murmur, holding myself steady in her mouth. “Your body can take this. Trust me.”
She swallows again, and I nearly come in response.
Focus, I remind myself. She’s been holding her breath for at least thirty seconds. If I came now, I would literally drown her.
Which sounds fun in theory.
But I need her alive to properly enjoy her. Besides, I rather like Ms. Dalca and her feistiness. She spoke to me earlier without any concept of reverence. It was refreshing. Interesting.Different.
I stroke my thumb along her jaw, feeling her muscles contract as she tries futilely to open wider for me.
“You’re such an obedient pet like this,” I muse, pleased. Then I draw myself out to where I know she can breathe and instruct her to inhale again.
She does, and sweet tears begin to glisten in her dark eyes.
“So pretty,” I tell her, thrusting into her mouth to meet the back of her throat.
She makes a cute little noise, one that almost sounds like choking.
“Careful, pet. You need your air.” I make her take more, my grip on her hair unyielding as she tries to pull back. “Shh, I already told you that I don’t want to hurt you. So let me learn how to fuck your mouth, Viviana.”
I move my hips, pulling out just a little, then go even deeper on my next stroke. “Fuuuck.” Her throat gets tighter the more I push, which feels fucking incredible. “Gods, this is amazing.”
Why have I gone my whole existence without experiencing this?
Because I’ve been waiting for her. Waiting for this.
My thumb catches a tear as it falls from her eye, and I bring the drop to my mouth.
Her nostrils flare again, but she can’t breathe. I’m choking her, and I have no desire to stop. The way she’s contracting around me is rapturous. So much so that I try to shove more into her mouth.
She squirms in response, her eyes going wide when her movements drive me into her throat. True pain blossoms across her features, making me growl in annoyance.
