Page 98 of Deviant Reign (Knight's Ridge Empire 6)

The door beside me opens, and I’m pushed back into the darkness.

“Oh my God, this is insane,” I gasp, the emergency lighting above us casting enough of a glow that I see him stalking toward me like a starving lion would his prey.

My heart thunders and my core throbs, knowing what’s about to come.

“Theoooo,” I squeal when he grips the backs of my legs and my feet leave the floor.

My heart jumps into my throat as I fly through the air, totally at his mercy.

My back collides with a solid surface, and my knickers are dragged down my legs before my thighs are pushed apart and his head drops down.

“Oh my God,” I scream as his tongue collides with my sensitive, needy skin.

A satisfied growl rumbles deep in his chest, making the sensation of him licking at me that much more intense.

My head spins as he eats me like a starving man, and I realise that the desperation I saw in his eyes outside wasn’t his need to come, but his need to make me his. And something tells me that if I were to call time on this the second I come, he’d reluctantly walk out of here without getting his but with the satisfaction that I got mine.

The thought makes my heart sing.

Threading my fingers through his hair, I try to drag him closer, desperately needing more as my orgasm begins to climb.

My skin burns, feeling like it’s too small to fit my body as he drives me higher and higher.

The second he pushes two thick fingers inside of me, I’m teetering right on the edge of the cliff, more than ready to dive right off with him at my side.

“Come for me, Hellcat,” he growls, curling his fingers in just the right place.

My toes curl, my back arches, and I scream out his name as my release slams into me.

It goes on and on, and when he finally pulls back, his chin glistening under the minimal light from above with my release, aftershocks ripple through my body.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful, babe.”

In contrast to his words, he fists the front of my dress and drags me from whatever counter he had laid me out on. He drags me into his body, his grip on my bare arse burning before my back slams against the door.

“Theo,” I gasp when the burning heat of his cock strokes through my folds.

“Say yes, babe,” he demands again, as if there was even the slightest chance I’d ever say no right now.

“Yes. Yes. Fuck me, boss.”

His hips thrust forward at the same time he drops me down, and he fills me so fucking full that I feel him everywhere.

“Oh my God,” I moan, my fingers digging into his shoulders as I fight to adjust to his size.

Fuck, I’ve missed this burn.

Latching onto the soft skin beneath my ear, he sucks until I’m crying out for him once more. My thighs clench as my heels dig into his arse, desperately needing him to move.

“You good?” he whispers, and my heart tumbles in my chest that even in this moment, the cruel, depraved monster before me actually thinks to check if I’m okay.

“Yes, yes,” I chant, clawing at his shoulders, wishing there weren’t as many clothes between us and that I could scratch his skin until I left my marks behind.

The second he circles his hips, all my thoughts fall from my head, every single bit of my focus going to what he’s doing to me.

“Fucking missed you, Hellcat. Miss you so fucking much,” he groans as if he’s in physical pain.

“Theo, please. Fuck me like you own me.”