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He only grunts in response as his tongue slips over and inside my dark hole. His beard tickles my skin as he sucks and licks.Holy fuck!That is definitely not what I expected him to do, but it feels so damn good.

I push my ass back against him and he laughs, giving me a playful nip on my inner thigh. “My needy little slut too.”

I groan at the loss of his mouth.

He pushes the tip of the plug against my hole, and I inch forward on instinct. “It’s okay, baby girl. We’ll take it nice and slow,” he soothes as he edges the metal plug deeper.

I whimper as it stretches me in a way I’ve never experienced.

He dusts his lips over my ass cheeks. “Shh. It’s almost in.”

“Fuck!” I groan as he pushes deeper and the widest part of the plug slips inside.

“That’s my good girl,” he soothes, and molten heat sears in my core. I’m such a ho for those two words. I crave his approval and he knows it. He rubs a hand over my ass again. “How does it feel?”

“Kind of strange. Like I want to push it out of me because it doesn’t belong there,” I admit, looking behind me, although I can’t see the plug. I feel stretched but not uncomfortable. I also feel naughty knowing I’ll be walking around the house with a plug in my ass.

“Keep it in. You’ll get used to it soon, and I need to stretch you a little before tonight. Besides, you look fucking beautiful with that jewel on your ass.” Grabbing my waist, he pulls me up until I’m standing, my back pressed against his chest as he fixes my skirt in place. “You’re gonna look sexy as fucking hell with my cock in you instead.”

“I’m still not sure how the hell you’re going to fit.”

He grabs my jaw, tilting my head back until I’m looking up into his eyes. “I promise you’ll beg me for my cock by the time the night is over.”

“I will, huh?”

“Hmm.” His eyes twinkle, making me frown. He’s up to something.

It starts slowly at first, the buzzing in my ass—sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through my body. “Max, what have you done?” I whimper as the vibrations grow more intense, making my legs tremble. “Did you stick my bullet up there with that plug?”

“No, baby.” He laughs darkly, wrapping his arm around my waist to hold me upright. Then he pulls a tiny remote control from his pocket. He presses a button, and the vibrations increase again, so strong now that I feel them deep in my pussy too.

“You’re a monster.”

“A monster who would do anything to make you happy, Joey. Never forget that.”

My body tingles with electric anticipation. “Anything?”

“Anything,” he growls, placing soft kisses along the column of my neck as he slips his hand over my hip and between my thighs. He presses the pad of his pointer finger over my clit, rubbing firmly. “I would kill any man who dares to even look at you. I’ll burn this entire world to keep you safe, baby girl. I’d fucking die for you. But for now, how about I just take care of you?”

“Mmm, yes please.”

ChapterThirty-Five

MAX

Whoever thought it would be a good idea to sit Joey next to Kyzen Varkov during dinner obviously wanted to torture me because she talks to him the entire evening and practically ignores me. She’s not quite flirting. She isn’t cruel enough to do that and he isn’t stupid enough to let her, but she does give him her undivided attention, and I don’t like it one bit.

I know what she’s trying to do. She wants me to turn on her little toy, but as fun as it would be to watch her blush and squirm, I have no intention of alerting anyone at this table to the fact that she’s wearing it—especially not Kyzen. I’m content enough with the knowledge that I could use it any time and that she knows it too.

“Don’t you think, Max?” she purrs seductively, her eyes fixed on me now.

“Think about what, baby?”

“Don’t you think these dinners used to be super stuffy and boring? But they’re much more exciting now, right?”

I lean forward, my elbows on the table. “Exciting how?”

“Just more fun, you know?” she says, her eyes darkening with mischief as she holds my gaze from across the table. “I was telling Kyzen that when my father was around, these evenings were all about business, and women weren’t even allowed to speak.”