Page 26 of Darkest Craving

VICTORIA

I don’t know how high up the last floor is, but when I look down from the balcony of the suite, Central Park looks smaller than I’ve ever seen it. I step back a little, my head dizzy, colliding with Wolf’s hard chest.

“I’m sorry we had to leave, love. I never bring anyone to Roy and Mariette’s. And the first time I do, I make a fucking spectacle in the middle of their restaurant.”

I draw in a long breath before letting it go. “I told you not to. It wasn’t necessary.”

“No. You told me not to kill him. And I didn’t.”

It’s true. Though I’m surprised he understood just from the look on my face. I turn to him. His eyes shift across my figure, a question brewing.

“You’re not upset. Not as I thought you’d be.”

I shake my head. “I knew you’d never consider doing what that man said.”

“Did you, now?” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “And why is that, Victoria?”

He looks so handsome. Under the dying light of the day, his jaw looks sharper, eyes darker, body bigger. More intimidating. I press a palm to his chest, letting my fingers brush the edges of his shirt, right where the buttons meet, down to his belt.

I don’t know what I’m doing. Or where I suddenly got the courage. But if what happened earlier proves anything, it’s that he wants me. And God, I want him too.

I want him on my skin, in my mouth, in my core, and everywhere else he’s willing to claim me.

I get to my knees, tilting my head back.

His breath grows deeper, hungrier. He’s never seen me like this.

I’ve never seen me like this. He watches me closely, not letting a single movement slide by as I slowly fumble with his belt until the buckle is undone.

Then his button. Then I pull his boxer briefs down.

His hard cock springs out, so big it fills my vision.

All I see is him and how much he needs me.

I inch closer, darting my tongue out, giving it a soft lick. Salt and warmth seep into my senses.

“Because you own me,” I answer. “Even if this is all we have. I want it.”

Opening my mouth, I take him in. My lips round and stretch around his erection. It hurts a little, but I don’t care. The taste of him on my tongue and the way he groans above me make it up for it tenfold.

My pussy throbs, the plug in my ass turning everything to a new level—one I’ve never experienced.

He was right when he suggested I’d never had a cock in my mouth. I haven’t. And I don’t know how I’m supposed to do this, especially since not all of him fits.

Instinctively, I take my hands and wrap them around the rest of his length, sliding them up and down as my tongue flicks across his head.

I pull him in. Push him out.

In. Out.

“Ah, fuck, Victoria… fuck…” he whispers.

His hand comes to the back of my head, his hips thrusting forward, all the way to the back of my throat. He holds me in place while tears form at the corners of my eyes. I can’t breathe.

“In through your nose, love. Breathe for me.”

He grunts in pleasure when my tongue wraps around the bottom of his length. And I try to do what he said—taking long breaths in through my nose. I relax, letting my hands come down to his thighs for stability. Then he thrusts again, faster, hitting the back of my throat.

I gag and he stops once more, caressing my hair.

“You…” he murmurs. I look up at him, his head dipped back, lost in his pleasure. “What have you done to me, Victoria?”

The way he says my name makes me ravenous.

Something grows in my chest, a heat behind my ribcage igniting.

I moan around his cock, then suck him faster.

Eyes burning from my mascara running, I look up at him through tears, loving the way I’m making him come undone.

Me. Not that woman who kept flaunting herself to him earlier.

He looks down at me, our eyes meeting. And he laughs. Laughs and groans as he spills his seed in my throat, losing control.

“ Christ ,” he says, chest pushing heavy breaths. “Don’t swallow. Stick your tongue out. Let me see it in your pretty mouth.”

Leaning back on my heels, I pop his cock out of my mouth and show him what he did to me. And how much I loved it. My tongue darts out, layered in his cum, some of it sliding off the edges.

And my husband… he watches me with a hunger I can’t describe. It’s as if the whole world stopped, and I’m the only other person alive with him right now. It’s thrilling. Raw. Dangerous.

I pull it back inside and swallow.

“I see you. And I know I shouldn’t want you, Wolfgang… But here we are.”

WOLFGANG

Wanting. Craving. Is this all we have? She suggested as much, but I know it’s not just that for me.

It’s the way she stretches her palm across my side of the bed when she wakes up. The way she looks up at me from under those long lashes, fire in her eyes. The way she listens. The way she defies. I’ve only had her for a few months, but I don’t remember who I was before she showed up.

I’ve failed. Taking my throne… punishing her family… it’s all going down.

She’ll be the one to ruin me.

And I’ll let her. What the fuck other choice do I have?

Brushing my thumb over her full lips, I swipe the last bit of cum she missed.

She picks up on it, her mouth wrapping around my thumb, sucking.

She’s warm and wet, and it reminds me of her cunt.

Fuck . My cock twitches, revived by the image that made me come—her tear-streaked face, the mascara shadowing her pretty blue eyes, and her pouty lips.

“Go lie on the bed. We’re not done, you and I.”

I help her up and tuck myself in, but only to unbutton my shirt and start getting undressed. Walking into the suite, I follow her small, deliberate steps. Clothes get thrown, pebbling the floor leading to the bedroom. She’s never seen me like this.

I’ve always been careful, controlling what she saw, making sure she only ever witnessed what I chose to present to the world. But not tonight. Not after telling me she sees me for who I am… and choosing to stay.

She’s splayed out on the sheets, waiting on her elbows with her legs spread, her perfect body, the collar, and the small diamond poking out of her ass making me rock hard again. God , fucking look at her waiting for cock like this. She’s perfect. And she’s all mine.

“Touch yourself,” I say, keeping my eyes on her soft, glistening cunt.

“Wolf…”

“Do it, love. I want to see. Then I’ll fuck your sweet little ass.”

Her face flushes that familiar dusty pink. She looks away, timidly bringing her long, elegant fingers to her slit. Barely, just barely she touches that spot, a small whimper echoing from her throat.

Poor thing—she must be so worked up with the plug moving inside her every time she walked.

Her fingers glide up, then down, gathering her arousal until it makes a wet, ticking sound. She’s drenched. I could drink her up.

“Please…” she hushes out.

“You’re so fucking beautiful right now. Keep going. Keep fucking that pretty cunt.”

She bites her lip, writhing in the sheets, hand between her legs. Her whimpers turn to moans, and I can’t help but stroke myself as I walk toward her, then kneel on the bed, keeping her knees apart with mine.

“I’ve got bad news, love,” I tell her, sinking into her drenched cunt. She wraps and stretches around me, the friction unbearable. It takes my fucking breath away.

“Oh my God…” She arches off the bed, rubbing circles around her pussy while I fuck her.

A moan rattles my chest. “We don’t have any lube here.”

“What…? I don’t care. I don’t care about that right now.”

“You should. Because it’s not going to stop me from fucking your ass.”

I press my mouth to hers, tasting her warmth. When I pull back, she arches for more.

“You already told me it will hurt.”

I know what I said, but she simply doesn’t realize how tight her asshole is. And how much my cock will stretch her, especially without a proper lubricant.

I press my hand into the mattress beside her head and nudge the plug. Her whimpers return, and so do the circles drawn around her pussy. What a good fucking girl.

Slowly, I pull the plug out, watching her struggle to breathe through the new sensations happening to her. My cock stuffing her pulsing cunt, the plug sliding out of her ass. Her fingers on her clit. I only wish I had something with me to fill her mouth with, but there’s always next time.

Sliding out of her fully, I flip her over until her ass is facing me.

“Spread your knees, love.”

She does, and I use both hands to knead her round ass cheeks before pulling them apart. Her small, puckered hole clenches slowly, still under the sensation of the plug. I lower myself to her body, licking from the bottom of her cunt all the way up to her ass.

She thrashes, not expecting it. “W-What are you—”

I groan, stuffing my face with her as my fingers dig into her soft skin.

“Tell me to stop, and I will. Otherwise, be quiet, love. Let me devour you in every way I can.”

My tongue darts out, touching her hole, and she buries her face in the mattress, moaning through it.

When I spit, she thrashes, but doesn’t tell me to stop.

So I get up on my knees and lower my cock to her hole, guiding it with my hand.

Almost instantly, she cries out. I didn’t even probe her with my fingers. I just want to be inside her right now.

“I know, love. I know. But you’ll have to let me in.

Relax.” I kiss her shoulder, then her spine.

She shivers, melting down with a mewl. “That’s it.

That’s my good girl,” I whisper above her, pushing myself another inch, watching how well she takes me.

It won’t go all in, that I know. But she’ll take it, and she’ll come with her little ass stuffed and thank me for it. And I’ll reward her some more.

I push into my knee, supporting myself with one arm on the mattress as I sink into her a little deeper.

“I feel… so full,” she mumbles. “I’m so…”

I smile, feeling her hole stretch around me and suck me in like it’s supposed to. I can only imagine how much it burns. She’s being so obedient. So sweet.

“Look at you, love, getting fucked in the ass,” I say shifting back a little, thrusting again. Her delicate hands grip the sheets, only loosening when I stop.

I do it again. And again. Until my cock gets the friction it needs, and I lose myself in the feeling altogether. Pleasure shoots through me, making me harder, as I try to satisfy my need. But with Victoria, it’s never enough.