Page 59 of Plug and Claim

Nathaniel tensed and made a soft sound of pleasure that was almost surprised.

Kira quickly realised she had no idea what she was doing, not really. She braced for a reprimand, but Nathaniel seemed content to let her explore.

And so she did, trying to gauge from his reactions if she was doing it right. She licked him up and down, glancing up to see his reaction as she rolled her tongue over the head of his cock.

His grip on her hair eased and he stroked her hair.

“Such a good girl,” he said, and she couldn’t help but feel a wave of accomplishment. “Show me how much you want it.”

His cock felt large and foreign in her mouth, but as she dragged her lips along the shaft, a strange calmness came over her, and the room grew quiet except for the sound of her wet lips and the crackling fire.

Every time she took more of his cock in her mouth, she was rewarded by a soft groan, and she couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement each time he praised her.

Soon, Nathaniel’s head tilted back, his eyes shut, his lips parted ever so slightly. He looked vulnerable. And he looked glorious.

It was almost a shame she had to kill him.

His breathing was fast and shallow, and he was none the wiser as she licked his cock. Slowly, she slid a hand off his thigh where she’d been resting it, but before she could reach down for her knife, his grip tightened in her hair and she whimpered.

With his cock still in her mouth, she glanced up fearfully, convinced he’d somehow realised she had a weapon.

But Nathaniel simply stroked her cheek with his thumb, his voice gentle. “Is this your first time, pet?”

Slowly, she drew away from him until he was no longer occupying her mouth. “Maybe,” she admitted. “Why?”

“Because,” he said, pulling her close by the hair so the head of his cock hit her lips, “it’s called sucking cock for a reason.”

“I know. That’s what I’m doing—”

Her protest was cut short as he shoved his cock in her mouth mid-speech, garbling her words. She choked and glared up at him, trying to push herself off him, but he held her in place, his eyes cold and his fingers cruel as they grasped her hair.

“Keep your eyes on me,” he commanded, pushing himself deeper into her mouth, “and suck.”

She had no choice, not anymore, and she did as he asked, cursing him with every stroke, every lap of her tongue.

Fucking prick, asshole, monster.

Insulting him was the only way she survived his throaty groans of appreciation, as well as the confusing way the noises he made excited her entire being until she ached.

Fuck. What’s wrong with me?

“You’re a fast learner,” Nathaniel mused. “I’m pleased.”

Fuck. You.

She stared daggers at him, but that only seemed to excite the bastard more.

After a few minutes of her sucking, Nathaniel took over and began to move her the way he wanted, pushing his cock deeper and deeper until she couldn’t breathe and tears formed at the corners of her eyes. When he hit the back of her throat, he let out a long, husky moan, holding her there and ignoring the way she tried to push herself off him. Her struggle grew more frantic.

She gagged violently, and he finally withdrew.

But he didn’t pull out all the way. He rested the large head of his cock on her tongue, allowing her a few seconds to pant. She gasped for air as a combination of tears, saliva, and something gooey and salty that had to be from him coated her lips.

Yuck.

But, admittedly…not as bad as she’d expected.

“You are so beautiful,” Nathaniel said, holding her in place as he went deeper again, pumping in and out. Every time she choked, he withdrew, but it was never long before he was going deeper again, pushing the boundaries of what she could handle.