Cold Hearted Bastard (Underworld Kings)

“And this?” he taunted as he finally slipped his fingers down my cleft, purring like a content feline. “So fucking wet. You’re drenching my hand, baby, your pussy juices sliding down my fingers all the way to my wrist. Isn’t that fucking filthy?” I moaned and shivered. He leaned in so his mouth was by my ear again and said harshly, “What a dirty little girl you are, hiding this sweet pussy from me.”

Oh God, I thought as I bit my lip, my teeth digging into my bottom one so hard that I felt the skin break and tasted the tangy, coppery flavor of blood along my tongue.

“Who does this sweet cunt belong to, Galina?” His fingers skated over my lips, massaging the tender flesh, sending shock waves through my core. He moved those big digits to my clit, rubbing slow, steady motions around it until I shuddered, so close to orgasming I could taste it. “Tell me who owns this, who you belong to, Galina, and I’ll give you what you want.” He added more pressure to my clit, and a low, threadbare sound left me. “I’ll give you the world, every single fucking thing I am, baby.”

“Arlo, oh God. You, Arlo. Everything I am belongs to you.” I’d never been so free with my words and body, never meant anything as much as I did saying the words that spilled from my lips. But with Arlo, it was as if this dam had broken inside me, this rush of free falling emotions and feelings, sensations and desires. There was no stopping the torrent of carnal lust that exploded from me.

“So you’re saying this virgin pussy is all mine? Mine to lick, to suck… to fuck as hard as I want?”

I tossed my head back and moaned loudly again, nodding before I moved my tongue along the wound on my bottom lip, continuously tasting that metallic flavor.

“Because this is my little virgin pussy, isn’t it?

“Yes,” I cried out as he rubbed my clit harder. “It’s your virgin pussy.” On any other occasion, I would’ve felt humiliated for saying such things, but I felt liberated as the words spilled from my mouth and as Arlo gave me an answering growl of approval.

“Khristos.” His voice was low, that one word harsh. “I’ll never be the same because of you.”

I didn’t have time to think of what he meant by that, because a second later his body was off mine, and the feeling of his warm breath moving along my exposed pussy had my eyes snapping open.

I looked over my shoulder to see him kneeling behind me, his big hands covering each of my ass cheeks, spreading them wide, his gaze latched onto the private place he’d revealed.

“No other fucker will look at you here but me.” It was a warning, as if he thought I’d tell him otherwise, as if I wanted anyone else.

I shook my head because I couldn’t find my voice all of a sudden.

“Ask me for it.” His voice was gruff, and I swore I felt the vibrations straight to my clit. I also didn’t need to ask what he meant. I knew the dirty thoughts going through his mind. They’re the same ones running through mine.

“I—” God, could I actually say the words? A resounding smack followed by searing pain in my ass cheek as he spanked me had me arching my back involuntarily. “Lick my pussy.” The words whimpered out, pulled from me as if I knew what to give Arlo to have him give me more. But that didn’t stop my face from heating hotter than the sun as the dirty words spilled from me.

His fingers were tight on my bottom, relaxing and flexing, as if he was just taking his time looking at what was nestled between them.

“I’m going to drown in you,” he said a second before his mouth was between my legs and his tongue pushed through my swollen folds.

I gasped and moaned, my fingers painfully tight around the counter as I gave myself up to Arlo, as he drove me closer to the edge.

“Never enough.” His words were muffled against my slick pussy. “So hot and sweet. You’ll be so fucking tight gripping my cock as I fuck you, as I put my claim on this untouched cunt.” He slapped my ass, and I curled my toes, my eyes rolling back, my body not my own right now.

He wasn’t human. He couldn’t be by the sounds he made as he ate me out, the gruff snarls, the way he pulled my pussy lips between his lips, sucking them, gently biting the flesh before letting it snap back into place as he went to the other side and repeated the action.

And when he flattened his tongue and moved from my clit all the way through my cleft, licking me slowly, savoring me all the way to my asshole, I felt the familiar tendril of my orgasm rush forward.