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A stupid little spark of pride goes through me, and I suck harder. He hisses through his teeth, and his hand tightens in my hair.

“Careful, Red. You keep that up, and I’m gonna forget you’re new at this.”

I look up at him through my wet lashes, suck harder. His hips push forward, and his cock slides deeper, over my tongue and right to the back of my throat. I gag. My eyes water. My hands fly up to his massive thighs. They’re like grabbing tree trunks, and I don’t even know if I’m trying to push him away or hold on.

“Breathe through your nose.” His voice comes out so deep it’s nothing human, and I feel it hum through his cock into my mouth. “There you go. Relax your throat for me.”

I try. I breathe in through my nose, and his scent fills my head: night air, snow, wild, so thick I can taste it, and something in me just lets go. My throat opens up. He slides in another inch, then another until my nose is almost pressed against his stomach, and I’m freaking choking on him! And I’m so wet I can feel it dripping down onto his rug.

Then one shadow slides down my back, between my legs, and presses right on my clit. I moan around him, and he swears so loud it echoes through the room.

“That’s it.” He starts moving, pulling back, then pushing back in. “Take it. Take all of it, baby. Bad girls with smart mouths should have them full.”

He fucks my mouth slow at first, then harder. Every time he hits the back of my throat, I gag, and every time I gag, the shadow on my clit rubs faster. Spit runs down my chin, tears down my cheeks. My jaw fucking aches, and I’ve never been this turned on in my entire life. I’m close. Oh my God, I’m so close, just from this…

And the shadow on my clit stops.

I whine around his cock, high and desperate, and he laughs, deep and dark. “Nuh-uh. I told you, sweetheart. Bad girls don’t get to come.”

I could kill him. If my mouth wasn’t full, I’d tell him exactly how I’m going to fucking kill him.

He pulls me off by my hair so he can look at me. I’m gasping and coughing, spit and tears all over my face, my lips swollen.

“Look at you.” He drags his thumb through the mess on my chin. “Fucking beautiful. You want to say something?”

“I hate you,” I rasp.

“You keep saying that.” He slides his cock back between my lips. “But your mouth keeps telling a different story.”

This time, he doesn’t go slow. He holds my head in both hands and fucks my throat hard and deep, his hips snapping, his growls getting louder and rougher. The shadow on my clit comes back, rubbing me right up to the edge, then stopping. Then again. And again. I’m sobbing around him, grinding against nothing. I’ve never wanted to come so fucking bad in my life.

“Gonna come down your throat,” he snarls, the words more growl than speech, two voices layered on top of each other. “And you’re gonna swallow every fucking drop. Then you’re gonna thank me for it.”

His knot swells against my lips, and for one second, I panic that he’s going to try to fit that in too. He doesn’t. He holds himself deep, right at the back of my throat, and comes with a roar that shakes the bed behind him. It’s so much: hot, thick, pulsing down my throat, flooding my mouth. I swallow and swallow, and it still spills out of the corners of my lips.

When he finally pulls out, I collapse back on my heels, gasping, coughing, covered in him. He tips my chin up with one finger.

“What do you say, Red?”

I glare at him with all the hate I have left. It isn’t much. “Thank you,” I whisper.

His eyes flash bright. “That’s right.” He leans down and kisses me, deep and filthy, tasting himself on my tongue. Then he scoops me up off the floor like I weigh nothing and drops me on my stomach in the middle of the bed.

A shadow slides down my spine and stops right at the top of my ass. Presses.

“Now,” Nik rumbles behind me, “let’s talk about this ass.”

Chapter Eleven

NIK

She’s face down in the middle of my bed, her ass still red from my hand, her thighs slick and trembling, my cum still on her lips. I’ve lived three hundred fucking years, and I’ve never seen anything I wanted to keep more.

He’s going to put it in my ass. Oh my God. He’s actually going to put that thing in my ass.

I chuckle, and she buries her face in the pillow. “Stop listening!”

“Stop thinking so loud.” I crawl onto the bed behind her and push her knees apart with mine. “Ass up, Red.”