The Marriage Debt (Underworld Kings)

Even as he plunged the handle of a knife into my pussy, I still wished for more.

More of him, more of his greedy touches, needy for his all-consuming love.

For all those years, he loathed me, bullied me until I finally gave up.

Even back then, he’d do anything to own me.

And now I’m his, exactly how he planned, and I can’t even say no.

I can’t say no to the onslaught of emotions swirling through my body as he thrusts in and out, as he pulls the leash tighter until I can barely breathe, and presses his devilish lips onto my neck and actually … kisses me.

Chapter 7

Jill

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Oh, God.

“That’s it, bunny. Give it all to me,” he whispers, planting another deliciously soft and delicate kiss right below my ear, almost as if to tempt me to tilt my head and let him take control.

And that’s just it. I’m almost there, almost ready to let go.

But it’s wrong, so wrong.

Why can’t I stop feeling this way? Why can’t I stop the pleasure from building in my body?

He stops thrusting his finger into me, and he moves to my clit where I forget everything and anything I’m supposed to be. All I feel is his fingers all over me and my body begging for a climax.

“Show me that face again, bunny. Come all over my hand like a good little slut.”

I’m so delirious from the way he touches me that I don’t even care that he just called me a slut.

He fingers me so expertly that I’m losing all control over my own damn body. There’s nothing I can do to stop the desire from growing, and growing, and growing until …

A moan escapes my mouth, and the arrogant grin that follows on his face is making it so much harder to swallow. But it’s too late. He flicks my clit until an orgasm rolls over my entire body. My pussy contracts as more unstoppable orgasmic waves course through me, and I can’t fucking breathe.

My knees buckle, his body and the leash attached to the collar around my neck keeping me from falling to the floor.

He smiles and lets out a chuckle near my ear, his dick poking me in the thigh as it bobs up and down just from him watching me come. I take a much-needed breath. He immediately tugs the leash, growling, “Now tell me again how despicable I am.”

I swallow away the lump in my throat when he looks me dead in the eyes, his cock still hard as a rock. I don’t even know how to respond.

“Cat got your tongue?” he says, winking.

I frown. “Shut up.”

“You could just admit that you enjoyed that,” he says, biting his bottom lip. “Maybe I’ll give you more if you do.”

“Fuck you,” I spit back, suddenly regaining my fire.

“I think I will,” he groans. “But not until after I’m done exploring every hole your body has to offer.”

Fuck. I can’t let him do that. I can’t let him find out …

“You already got what you wanted,” I say in a moment of clarity. “I’m wearing your leash. You made me come. Isn’t that enough?”

The tips of his lips quirk up into a smile. “Oh, bunny, I don’t have nearly enough of you, and I never will.” The darkness in his eyes makes all the hairs on my body stand up. “Now should I take your ass here against the wall, on the bed, or on the floor? So many options.”

I gulp, adrenaline shooting through my veins. “Fine, I’ll do it.”

His eyes narrow. “You’ll do what?”

“I’ll suck your dick.”

He blinks a couple of times and then laughs. “You tried that already.”

“I didn’t,” I respond, trying to lie my way through this. “I was teasing.”

He lowers his eyes at me, inspecting me like he doesn’t believe what I’m saying.

“I’ll do it right this time,” I add, swallowing away my nerves. “I’ll … please you.”

His dick bobs up and down, and his tongue darts out to wet his lips again. He pushes me down onto the floor slowly until I’m right in front of his bouncing dick. “Show me then.”

His size is still impressive, still fear-inducing, but I can’t let him notice that. So I lean forward and take him into my mouth, licking the tip until he finally relaxes the leash a little. The metal ring feels strange against my tongue, but the saltiness of his pre-cum masks the metallic taste. I never expected it to taste like this.

Or that it would make my pussy clench.

I ignore the feeling and push on, licking as best as I can even though I’m not experienced at all. All I know is stuff I learned online and from sneakily listening to the things Easton, the guy who harbored me for three years, did to his wife, Charlotte.