Page 60 of Taming the King


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I hold his head against me, and I writhe and moan. Harryswipes up one last time, and I whimper. He then drives his tongue inside me.

I grind my butt down and fist the marble. As my folds are spread wide, he holds me in place and devours me.

I yank his hair as his thumb starts to circle my clit. “Oh God,” I say, needing it.

I try to wriggle, all wet, and then I place my feet on his broad shoulders.

He holds me in place, driving his tongue deeper inside me. I start to lose it, and my core starts to spasm.

Suddenly, he sucks my clit into his mouth. As he slides two hooked fingers inside me, they curl up further.

“Don’t stop,” I beg. “Please.”

He gets me closer, and I remember how good he is.

“Oh, yes, please, make me come,” I plead. “Please.”

Finally, my back arches, and I shatter. Stars shoot out of millions of my cells, and I am one with the universe. Bliss is injected into every living cell, as I moan like never before, and erupt in waves.

As I come on his tongue, I buck again and again into his mouth.

I then hold him close and draw him onto my stomach. He kisses my breasts, and his touch is soft.

And caring.

The beast then climbs above me and stands. He looks formidable, and I gulp at the sight.

He is huge, and he looks serious.

After yanking his shorts off, he throws them aside. His cock is huge, and I gulp anxiously. He crouches between my legs, looking like a Spartan athlete. Part warrior. Part lover. All man.

I go to pull him up, but he swats away my hands. His eyes are dark, and his gaze fierce. Holding one hip, he swipes me with his huge crown. He then rubs it against my clit.

I whimper, desperate. “Please, now,” I beg again.

He pauses with his crown just inside me. Our eyes meet, and I nod.

“Tell me. You need to tell me.”

“Please, fuck me,” I plead. “Now!”

He climbs above me and holds my chin. I look deeply, wanting, into his eyes; he is like the first night when he took me. Took me in the storm how he liked to.

Harry then drives into my slickness, and he does it with power and need. I gasp loudly, my wet pussy stretched wide.

Harry then holds my face and stares deep into my eyes. It’s not long before I feel it coming again, and he is working me to perfection. As he kisses my neck and thumbs my clit, I return to the edge and go over.

Gasping, I arch my back like a cat. He is too good. Too good at making me come for him.

As I clench around him and let go, wave after wave of pleasure sweeps through me. I moan in ecstasy, amazed.

As Harry holds me close and nibbles my lower lip, he whispers low, “Samantha, oh God, yes, Samantha.”

I feel his thick cock buck in me, and then I feel him hold and lock. I then feel him pumping, and it doesn’t stop. As I gasp and our bodies quake and surge together, he pulls me into his arms.

Suddenly…

I awake, gasp and look around. As I sit up in Harry’s bed, I catch my breath, confused. The sun is just about to rise, and I crash back down, alone. Hands covering my face.