Bound (A Faery Story 1)

thinking about taking him in her mouth.

His hands curled in her hair. She felt the full force of his will like

a drug in her veins. His voice was dark with need as he pulled her

head forward. He left no room to argue or for her to think about what

she was doing. She only knew that she wanted him. She wanted this.

“Open.”

She obediently opened her lips, groaning at the feel of his cock

pressing into her mouth. He was big, far bigger than her ex-husband.

She only had the head of his dick inside her lips, but she was already

struggling. He filled her mouth. She whirled her tongue around the

head of his cock, though the fit was tight. She explored the velvety

smooth skin. Such soft, silky flesh covered his raging hardness. A

wave of warmth infused her, and she knew what Beck was feeling.

His head was thrown back as he fed her his dick.

“More.” He seemed capable of only one-syllable phrases now.

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She looked up and saw his eyes were dark and filled with

unmistakable satisfaction as he watched his flesh disappear into her

mouth. His hands tugged at her hair, urging her on. He pressed

forward. Meg found herself struggling to breathe. He was so big, she

wasn’t sure she could take more, but she had to. It felt so good.

Beck’s pleasure coated her in need. She whirled her tongue around his

thickness as much as she could. It was almost more than she could

take. She could feel what he was feeling. She felt the softness of her

tongue and the heat of her mouth. She felt how much he wanted her

hands on him, so she lifted one hand to gently caress his balls.

“Yes.” Beck groaned as he thrust his hips forward, forcing in

another inch.

Meg relaxed and tried to ignore her gag reflex. She swallowed