The Marriage Debt (Underworld Kings)

I tainted her.

Ruined her.

And fuck me if that isn’t the sexiest thing in the entire fucking world.

“Why did you stop?” she murmurs.

“Stay there,” I growl, forcing myself to stay put in the middle of the bathroom. “Open your legs.”

“I don’t understand—”

She stops talking the second I unzip my pants and pull out my cock. Her hungry eyes immediately home in on it, and my dick bobs up and down from the sheer desire in her eyes.

Fuck me, what I wouldn’t give to ram into her throat right now.

But I have to control myself.

“Don’t move,” I say, swallowing hard as I rub the pre-cum all over my length.

She gulps from the sight of me stroking myself slowly, her breathing growing more rapid the longer I continue. I know she secretly likes watching me, wondering about all the things I could do to her, even if she’ll never admit it.

But I see her. I see all the things she tries to hide from the world.

And I will make sure she knows too.

“Touch yourself,” I say.

Her eyes widen. “Wha—?”

“You heard me,” I interject. “Touch yourself like I just touched you.”

Her cheeks flush with redness. “I don’t know—”

“Yes, you do. I just showed you how.” I stop stroking myself and wait for a second until she finally gets the memo and moves her hands down between her legs. “That’s it, bunny. Show me how you pleasure yourself.”

I know it’s her first time, but she has to learn how to let go, and I’m here for it.

I want to see her unravel, watch her plummet from the sky like a goddamn angel falling from heaven. And I will be there to fucking catch her like the devil down below.

When she starts rubbing herself, I do too, going the same rhythm, fighting the urge to blow my load. Not yet, not fucking yet. Even though the pressure in my balls is rising, and I want nothing more than to squirt it all over her.

Wait. Stroke. Wait. Stroke. Agonizingly slow. Drip. Drip. Drip. More pre-cum falls to the floor. But I keep going, and I don’t care how filthy this place becomes when I’m done.

My eyes are on her fingers, flicking back and forth across her pussy. Her cheeks turn redder with every passing second as her breathing comes in shallow pants. She’s doing exactly what I told her, exactly the way I showed her, alternating slow swirls with fast ones until her fingers are covered in her own juices.

“Lick your fingers,” I say.

She stares at me in shock like I’m asking the impossible. “No, I—”

“Do it,” I say, staring right back at her.

I’m not asking.

It’s not a request.

It’s a demand.

To see how far she’d go to please me and keep me happy and entertained.

A test … to see if she’s exactly what I hoped for. Everything I ever dreamed of.

And when she brings her fingers to her mouth, and her tongue dips out to have a taste, I know I picked the right girl.

“Good little bunny … Do you taste how hot you are for me?” I ask.

She nods and slips her hands between her legs again, unable to stop now that she’s had a feel. And it brings the wickedest of smiles to my face to think that I brought her down. That I was the one who showed her just how deviant she can be.

“Now make yourself come, just like I did under the table,” I murmur, still jerking off right in front of her. “Only this time, I want you to moan.”

She gasps, still circling her clit, but her cheeks glow again. “I can’t.”

“Yes, you can,” I reply. “You’ve done it before.”

“What if they hear?”

My eyes narrow as I swathe more pre-cum over my length. “Exactly. The. Point.”

She swallows hard. But I don’t relent.

“I won’t stop until you give me what I want, Jill,” I murmur, jerking off to the sight of her playing with herself, my cock bobbing up and down from the sheer excitement. “Look at my cock and fantasize about it the way I fantasized about fucking your pussy.”

“Why do you want me to do this?” she asks, all heady from her own touches.

“Because I want to watch you fall apart. Over and over again. And I want you to do it yourself. I want you to become the person you were meant to be,” I reply. “My filthy little fuck bunny.”

My words almost send her over the edge right there as she gasps for air while flicking her clit so hard wetness begins to flow. And my tongue dips out in response, licking my lips like the ravenous wolf I am, wishing I could bury my face in that innocent little pussy right there.

But I don’t want her innocent anymore.

I want to turn her into a lusty little whore … only for me.