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She nods. “Yes.”

“You want more?”

Again, she nods vigorously. We’re in this now–and I think we both know it.

Grabbing her hand, I push her fingers into my mouth, getting them sloppy wet. Releasing them, I say, “Touch your pussy, get it good and wet.”

Her hand drops between her legs, skimming over the piercing. She sucks in a breath, her perfect tits rising and falling as she works her clit.

“What were you thinking about in the shower?”

“You and Damon. The two of you fucking me at the same time.”

“Is that what you want?”

She nods. “And Timothy. I want to feel the three of you like we were at the winter solstice. When everything was good.”

That was just a few weeks ago, but it feels like a lifetime. I want nothing but to give this woman what she wants, but I’m not even sure if I can control myself around her.

Tonight we’re going to find out.

I step forward, my erect and throbbing cock slapping her gently across the cheek. I’m so ridiculously hard that it’s likely I’m going to just come the second she touches me, but I’ve also spent a lifetime withholding, and tonight is when it pays off. Sticky pre-cum drags across her lips, and her tongue darts out for a taste.

Fuck me.

“Touch me,” I say, and her wet hand wraps around my base, handling it the way I’ve seen her control weapons. “Now suck it.”

She doesn’t hesitate and I grind down on my teeth when those pretty, thick lips wrap around my cock. She takes me deep.

“Christ,” I groan. She sucks me eagerly, hollowing her cheeks, tongue working the underside of my shaft. I hold back, wanting this to last, fucking her face with shallow, controlled strokes. “Fuck, Nettie, you take that so fucking good.”

My hand slides down to wrap around her throat. I squeeze just enough to feel her pulse fluttering against my palm. Her eyes water, but she doesn’t pull away. If anything, she takes me deeper, moaning around my cock.

The sight of her–on her knees, throat bulging, tears clinging to her lashes, while my fingers dig into her throat–turns me on more than anything else before.

My hand tightens.

I don’t mean to. Or maybe I do. The line blurs so fast I can’t tell anymore. Her pulse hammers wildly against my palm as I squeeze harder, driven by that old, vicious hunger I’ve spent years trying to bury. I push forward, forcing more of my cock down her throat until her nose presses against my pelvis.

“Your mouth is made for this,” I tell her.

Arianette makes a small, choked sound–a desperate little gurgle–and her hands come up to push at my thighs. I barely register it. I push her down harder, dropping to my knees on the wet tile, forcing her onto her back until I’m over her on all fours. Holding her down, I fuck her mouth with deep, punishing thrusts, both hands now wrapped around her slender throat.

I’m lost in it. The tight heat. The flutter of her throat fighting around me. The power. The control. For once, I’m not holding back. I’m not pretending. I’m feeding that monster inside me everything it’s been starving for. And this girl, my Baroness, she lets me.

She wants it.

The pinch of her nails digs into my wrists, the sting of her hands slapping at my arms, the gasp as she fights for air. God, it’s so fucking good. Brown eyes wide, tears dripping down her cheeks, body squirming under mine.

Just a little more. She can take it. Just a little bit more. My balls tighten, and I thrust through it, heat inching up my spine, and I come hard, the rush surging through me with brutal force. I–

Strong arms lock around me from behind, yanking me backwards. My cock slips from her mouth with a wet pop as I’m hauled off her, cum spurting in thick ropes.

I blink hard, reality crashing back in fragments.

Arianette is on the bathroom floor, gasping and coughing, cum streaked across her lips, chin, and cheeks. Her eyes are wide, wet with tears, and she’s clutching her throat, gagging. Damon has me in a chokehold from behind, muscles straining as he drags me away from her.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” he snarls in my ear, voice furious. He shoves me toward the door and goes to her. “Are you trying to kill her?”