Damaged Queen (Darkness Within Duet 2)

She cried out as he sucked on one hard bud, biting each nipple before flicking his tongue across the tips to soothe out the pain.

Draven had enough of showering. He didn’t need to be clean. Turning off the shower, he picked her up.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“You’ll see.”

He carried her to the bed, and as she giggled, he slid her to the edge, spreading her legs open. Stroking his fingers over her slit, he opened the lips of her pussy to see how wet she was.

“How many men have you been with?” he asked.

“How many women?”

He smiled. “How many men?”

Draven stroked her clit before moving down to press inside.

“One,” she said.

“Only one.”

“Yes.”

He lifted her hips and brought her to his mouth. Sliding his tongue across her slit, he watched her as she closed her eyes, releasing a moan as she did.

He loved hearing her sounds, and it killed him to know that he’d missed them. She didn’t fucking deserve to have his mouth on her, but he couldn’t go another second without tasting her sweet cunt.

She cried his name, thrusting up to meet each stroke of his tongue, and he held her against his mouth, tasting her. He remembered the sweet scent of her pussy as it slid across his tongue, making him hungry for more.

Before she left, he’d not gotten enough of a taste of her, and he intended to rectify that problem. He wanted her in his mouth as often as he could get her before he handed her out to be used.

“Please, Draven, it feels so good.”

He knew how good it felt. He was an expert when it came to sucking pussy. Where she’d only had one, he’d had hundreds of women, sating himself in the pleasure of their flesh, trying to rid his mind of what he’d lost.

He didn’t want to think about Harper or to ache for her.

Axel and Jett, they had missed her, but neither of them had craved her like he had. It had been a hunger he’d been unable to deny and one he had to wonder if his father knew about. It was the same hunger his father had for the cook, only, Draven knew deep down, if Harper had stuck around, his cock wouldn’t have gone near another female.

She’d been his just as he’d belonged to her.

That had all changed, and as he sucked her clit into his mouth, feeling that explosion she was close to, he knew he couldn’t fall for her again.

He was Draven fucking Barries. With that came an expectation, and Harper couldn’t last long with him. Draven would punish her, and people would know she was nothing more than a body to be used and abused.

Harper had tried too hard to take. He wouldn’t let her succeed.

“Draven, I’m so close. So very close.”

This once he brought her to orgasm with his tongue, and as she came, she cried out his name, hungry for him, desperate. He loved hearing those sweet calls from her lips.

One day, he’d have his fill and then he’d finish with her.

When she came, he didn’t give her the chance to come down from that peak. He flipped her onto her knees, drew her up, and slammed his cock balls deep inside her soaking wet pussy.

Gripping her hips, he held her tightly as he pulled out, seeing the evidence of her arousal coating his dick. In and out, he fucked her hard, taking her.

His hold on her hips would leave bruises as he didn’t show any weakness. He fucked her like he’d been wanting to since she arrived back at his home.

“You feel so fucking good, Harper. Just like I knew you would. Just like all those times before.”

Only, he wasn’t wearing a condom. He should put one on. Draven knew that, but the pleasure of her cunt was too much. He wanted to ruin all memory of the single guy she’d fucked, to fill her up, to mark her as his.

The need was still there even when he didn’t want it to be.

Slapping her ass, he didn’t slow down his thrusts, making her take as much of him as possible. He felt every single ripple and every pulse, the sheer heat of her driving his arousal higher.

He wanted to come within a matter of seconds, but he held off. Draven wasn’t a teenage boy anymore but a full-grown man. When he had control, he wielded it.

This was the most pleasure he’d had in years, and he didn’t want to stop, to give it up, but to pound inside her harder, taking her deeper.

Harper took him, begging him for more, and he gave it to her, sliding inside her, watching his slick prick as it took her. Every single inch of him filled her up, driving her arousal higher until she came a second time on his cock.