Page 47 of Eternal

“Again.”

She spits again, coating my cock and making her grip slippery as she works me. Tentative, unsure strokes that feed my need to teach her how I want it.

I’ll mold her like clay.

Carve her into my own personal masterpiece.

Make her my project.

Just because this relationship is a means to an end doesn’t mean we can’t both gain something from it.

“Open your mouth, pet.” I grip the back of her hair, and she does as she’s told. “Now hollow your cheeks and suck.”

I lower her face over my cock, and she takes me in her warm mouth. She swallows me down and chokes when I bottom out. But instead of showing her mercy, I grip the back of her hair and hold her in place, forcing her to choke longer for me.

Her wide green eyes blink with fear as they gloss over.

“Don’t you want to give me what I want?” I ask as tears spill from her eyes and her throat gurgles with how I’m closing off her air. “Breathe through your nose.”

She does. Shallow. Quick.

She has so much to learn, and I want to show her all of it.

“Good little pet.” I pull on her hair to offer her a breath.

Spit streaks my cock. It coats her lips as she takes a desperate inhale.

“Declan.” My name barely chokes from her lips before I’m shoving my cock down her throat once more.

This time, she takes me deeper, either because she wants to or because I force it. I’ll train her either way. If she wants to be mine, she needs to learn to take it.

Again, I’m holding her down on me. Her tongue wiggles on the underside of my cock, and her hand grips the base so hard I’m desperate to blow my load.

“Hollow your cheeks and suck,” I command.

Teal does as she’s told. Even as she cries and her face turns red from lack of air.

She hollows her cheeks and struggles to suck my cock, creating the perfect balance of suction and desperation.

“Good girl.”

I release the back of her hair to see what she’ll do with it. And like I expected, she pulls away, taking a deep breath. Her eyes dart to my hands resting on the chair as her mouth hovers over my cock.

“Giving up already?”

She bites her lip, watching me, before shaking her head. “No.”

“Then fill your mouth with my cum.” I tip my chin down, and she lowers her luscious mouth over the head of my cock at the same time.

She flicks her tongue out to tease the tip before wrapping her lips around the head. It’s fucking divine. And as she slowly lowers her mouth over me, sucking her cheeks tight to create the perfect warm hole, I grip the chair harder.

Teal’s eyes scream at me through her tears—through the hate that burns in them. But her body does what it’s told. She drags her tongue up my cock, and she works for my release.

If I had to guess, she’s trying to do to me what I did to her—teasing me until I can’t stand it.

She forgets I’m in control.

She comes when I say she does, and the same goes for me. I’ll give her my cum when she’s earned it, and the way she’s on her knees working with the intensity I’ve only seen her offer her artwork shows me she will.