Page 76 of King of Praise

“Please,” I sigh as he sucks a mark into the sensitive skin below my collarbone. “I need you inside me.”

A rumbling moan escapes him. “Since you ask so nicely.”

Strong hands guide me backward until my legs hit the mattress. He gives me a gentle push until my back hits the bed. He lifts my legs, resting my feet on the mattress and pushes my knees to the side.

“I can’t decide if I want to take this pussy fast and hard or slow and easy.” His determined eyes meet mine. “How should I fuck my gift?”

“Whatever pleases you, sir,” I answer, hoping he likes my response.

“Goddammit, lovely.”

Without preamble or warning, he slams inside me. His hard, thick cock fills me completely. I scream out at the sudden invasion.

The stretch and fullness is overwhelming. My back arches off the bed as he sets a punishing pace, each powerful thrust hittingdeep inside me. His large hands grip my thighs, pushing my legs further apart as he pounds into me with abandon.

Just when the intensity threatens to become too much, he slows to an agonizing crawl. His thick length slides in and out with deliberate patience, making me feel every inch of him. The change in tempo makes me desperate for more.

“Look at how perfectly you take my cock.” His eyes are fixed where our bodies join. “Such a greedy pretty pussy. So tight and wet for me.”

Without warning, he speeds up again, resuming that deliciously brutal pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the cabin, punctuated by my desperate moans and his satisfied grunts.

“Please,” I beg, though I’m not sure what exactly I’m begging for. More? Less? Everything he wants to give me?

He responds by slowing again, this time almost completely withdrawing before pushing back in with torturous slowness. The drag of his cock against my sensitive walls has me quivering.

“Such a good girl,” he praises, maintaining that maddeningly slow pace. “Taking everything I give you so beautifully.”

My hands fist in the sheets as he continues alternating between fast, hard strokes and slow, deep ones. Each change in rhythm brings me closer to the edge while simultaneously denying me release. It’s exquisite torture, and I’m completely at his mercy.

My breath catches as Micah shifts over me, his massive frame blocking out everything else. The slow, deep thrusts drive me wild, each movement of his thick length against my walls sending sparks of pleasure through my core.

Just when I think I can’t take any more of the torturous pace, he speeds up, pounding into me with renewed intensity.

“Oh, god,” I gasp as he leans down, his hot mouth finding my breast. The wet heat of his tongue combined with the relentlessthrust of his cock makes me arch off the bed. When he sucks my nipple between his teeth, applying just enough pressure to dance on the edge of pain, coherent thought becomes impossible.

Every bite and suck sends jolts of electricity straight to my pussy, amplifying the building pressure. I’m climbing rapidly toward release. Again. I didn’t know pleasure like this was possible.

“Please.” I barely recognize my own voice. My hands clutch at his broad shoulders, nails digging into muscle. “I’m so close.”

His powerful thrusts drive me higher and higher. My legs shake where they’re wrapped around his waist, every muscle taut with building pleasure. The wet sounds of our joining echo through the cabin, mixing with our shared gasps and moans.

“Fuck this pussy feels so good,” Micah growls against my throat, his teeth grazing sensitive skin. “Love how you take me.”

My pussy clenches around him. His pace grows wilder, his breathing harsh against my neck.

“Micah,” I cry.

“Gonna fill this sweet pussy up. Want to feel you cum on my cock while I pump you full.”

Electricity races through my veins. The thought of him marking me from the inside out, claiming me so completely, pushes me toward the edge. When his fingers find my clit, circling the bundle of nerves, I fall apart.

My orgasm rips through me with soul-shattering intensity. Wave after wave of pleasure crashes over me as my pussy spasms around his thick length. Through the haze of my own release, I feel him swell inside me before hot spurts of cum paint my inner walls.

Micah’s roar of completion pulsates through my entire body as he empties himself deep inside me. His hips continue pumping, slower now, drawing out both our pleasure until we’re gasping against each other.

Chapter 20

Whispers of Betrayal