Black Knight (Royal Elite 4)

She nods once, running her fingers up and down my length.

The growl that leaves my throat is that of an animal. I’m not supposed to enjoy this, but it’s the most I’ve been turned on my entire fucking life. “Say it out loud, Green.”

“Because it’s you, Xan.”

Her eyes remain on me as she lowers her head and takes me inside her hot, little mouth.

She’s soft, way too soft, as she laps her tiny tongue around me in small strokes.

I’m tempted to let her go at that pace forever, just to see her head bob up and down, to have her this way until the end of time.

My dick has other ideas, though. It’s been tortured enough.

I lean over and dig my fingers into her green strands. She moans like the best erotic fantasy.

“You’re killing me, Green.”

Her answer is to go faster, but it’s not fast enough or hard enough.

“Look at me,” I tell her.

She does, her eyes so huge, I can almost see my reflection in them.

“I’ll take control and it might hurt.” I don’t know why I’m telling her this, but even if she’s a dream, she’s still my Green, and I always tell my Green everything.

She nods slowly, but her lips tremble around my dick.

Fixing her head with both hands, I ignore the pain in my bandaged palm and thrust my hips so I’m deep into the back of her throat like I’ve always fantasised about. Like I’ve always wanted to and never got the chance to.

Kimberly never takes her eyes off me, even when my pace turns wild and brutal. She opens her mouth wide and takes me in as much as she can. If anything, that curious gleam in her eyes lights up the harder I pound into her.

The more I fuck her mouth, the more her arousal coats the air, her nipples hardening to pebbles.

She’s turned on.

Well, well. Cole was right. The seemingly innocent ones are the wildest.

“Do you like it when I fuck your mouth, Green?” I grunt.

She nods frantically, her hands gripping my thighs, nails digging into my skin as if she’s holding in something.

“Don’t let anyone else fuck your mouth,” I say like a pitiful arsehole, forgetting the part that it doesn’t matter.

“Don’t let them touch you or kiss you or see you naked.”

Her brow furrows.

“If you were mine, no fucking one would get within two metres radius from you.”

Maybe it’s my words or that lustful, curious look in her eyes, but I come so hard, even I am surprised by the power of my release.

My back and balls tighten as I empty down her throat with a groan. Cum drips from the side of her mouth to her chin.

I pull from her. “Don’t swallow.”

She stares up at me with confusion in her eyes, but she complies. I reach over and clutch her chin, opening her mouth, and stare at my seed all over her lips and tongue.

Marked and claimed.