Tragic King (The Dominant Bastard Duology 2)

“What are you doing?” she whined.

He spread her legs and knelt between them, then held her in place when she tried to squirm away.

“Severin told me I had to take care of you for him until he summons us back.” His voice was rough from sleep and desire. Although she tried to push his face away from her pussy, he ignored her and spread her labia apart with gentle fingers.

“No! He didn’t mean like this. He just meant for you to make sure I didn’t starve to death or dehydrate from crying.”

“He most definitely meant like this. Are you going to refuse so that we both get punished when he comes back to visit?”

“He can’t want this.”

One of the dogs came to check on her then went back to lie down with his brothers. As usual, they were terrible guard dogs.

Rodrigo sat up and reached over her to the nightstand, then threw his phone down beside her. “If you don’t believe me, call him.”

She grabbed the phone and unlocked it, trying to keep her knees pressed together as she dialed, but Rodrigo wasn’t allowing her any modesty. Instead, he pried her legs apart and spread her open again, breathing against her sensitive flesh as she trembled and waited for Severin to pick up.

Severin answered after two rings. “Yeah?”

“He...he’s trying to...” Heat crept into her cheeks as she tried to say words that were somehow suddenly too intimate and crude to say aloud. Rodrigo brushed his mouth against her, his morning stubble grazing the flesh of her inner thighs. She gasped and Severin chuckled in her ear.

“Are you trying to get permission to disobey him?” he asked, sounding amused.

“I don’t want to fool around with Rodrigo if you’re not here, Mister Leduc,” she whispered.

“You will obey him as though he’s me whenever I’m not around, Miss Korsgaard.”

“But I don’t like this.” Having sex alone with Rodrigo with Severin so far away felt like cheating or something, and the idea was making her anxious even if Severin didn’t seem to care. Wasn’t he jealous that they were together and not with him?

Rodrigo chuckled darkly, and flicked his tongue over her clit hood. She hissed in a breath and tried to wriggle away. He didn’t allow it, of course.

“He’s going to make you feel good, and you’re going to let him.”

“But!”

“I know you’re worried, Miss Korsgaard, but Mr. Solis is going to take care of you when I’m not there, okay?”

She frowned. “Yes, Mister Leduc,” she agreed, not bothering to disguise how miserable she was.

Rodrigo’s mouth on her was slow and sensual – teasing rather than forcing – and she couldn’t help but widen her thighs and shove her heels into the bed to try to get his tongue where she wanted it. Rather than comply, he held her down, keeping her exactly where he wanted her as his tongue explored every inch of her pussy. She clutched the phone to her ear, her unsteady breathing echoing into the phone.

“See?” Severin’s voice rumbled in her ear, mocking. “Doesn’t his mouth feel good?”

His tongue flicked over her anus and she tightened up and tried to pull away, still not used to the tickly sensation and how it made her belly tighten with need.

“No...don’t.” She tried to shift away from his mouth, but he bit her thigh and growled at her to behave.

Severin made a sound of discomfort. “I have to get work done on this project. Have fun.”

“But –” The feel of Rodrigo’s tongue exploring her ass stole the rest of what she was going to say. She moaned.

“Only a few more days, Minnow. Be a good girl and I’ll visit tomorrow.” He hung up.

She clutched the phone as though her fingers digging into the device could keep him from deserting her.

With patient attention, Rodrigo used his mouth and fingers to coax an intense but sweet orgasm from her. Afterward, he held her as she cried, even as she wasn’t exactly sure why she was crying. When she was calmer, he bathed her in the big tub in the master bathroom, and he kissed her the entire time, talking to her quietly and doing his best to calm the sobs that came.

“He doesn’t lie to us, Min. He said he’ll take us back, and he will.”