Page 137 of Punished By my Enemy


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Haven whimpers. Her thighs are trembling, trying to press together, but Rooke kicks her feet further apart.

“Keep ‘em open.”

She spreads.

“Wider, whore.”

A sob escapes her throat as she shifts her stance, opening herself completely. I can see every flutter of her pussy as she clenches around nothing. The gleam of her skin in the low light. The way her thighs tremble.

“Please,” she gasps. “Kai, please?—”

“He doesn’t decide when you come.” Rooke’s grip tightens in my hair, pulling my mouth away. “I do.”

He holds me there, inches from her pussy, my breath ghosting over her ass cheeks. She’s shaking, ass bucking as she tries to press back against my mouth.

“Tell me what you want, girl.”

“I want—” Her voice cracks. “I want to come, Bastian. Please. Please let me come.”

“And who do you belong to?”

The silence stretches. I can feel her hesitation, can feel her pride warring with her need.

Rooke’s free hand cracks against her ass. The sound echoes off the granite walls like a gunshot.

Haven screams.

“Answer me.”

“You!” The word tears out of her. “I belong to you!”

“Yes, you do.” Rooke’s voice drops to a purr.

She’s crying now, tears tracking down her cheeks, but her hips are still pushing back, still desperate. “Please. I’ll say anything. Just let me?—“

Rooke shoves my face back onto her pussy, and I devour her.

No more teasing. No more taunting.

I fuck her with my tongue, licking and sucking and biting at her clit until she’s screaming, her whole body convulsing against the cold stone of the sarcophagus.

“That’s it.” Rooke’s voice is rough now, affected in a way I’ve never heard. “Now come on his face like the desperate little slut you are.”

Haven shatters.

Her pussy clenches against my tongue, flooding my mouth with her release as she wails into the granite. I don’t stop—can’t stop—licking her through the aftershocks until her knees buckle and she collapses against the sarcophagus.

Rooke hauls me up by my hair.

“Open your mouth.”

I don’t even think about obeying. I just do it.

He spits into it.

“Swallow.”

The taste of him mixes with Haven on my tongue. I swallow, my cock throbbing so hard I can feel my pulse in my balls.