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Dirty Little Secrets (Kings of Bolten 1)

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Granted, I’d never had anyone down there, but I had doubts anyone could do it like he did. Within moments, I was shamelessly pushing my pussy up to meet his hungry mouth, moaning softly as I tangled my fingers in his hair and pulled him closer.

When the intense heat hit my belly, I let out a moan, the ecstasy rushing through me as I came undone in his mouth. He picked up his pace, swallowing everything I had as I shook beneath his expert mouth.

I lay panting as he kissed his way back up my body before he stopped to hover over me on his elbows. Gone was the wicked expression he always wore. In its place was sweetness. Innocence. Adoration. My heart clenched as his gaze flicked over my face.

“T-That was my first time with someone doing that to me,” I said thickly.

“I’m going to give you lots of firsts,” his voice was soft as he ran his fingers through my hair.

In that moment, he wasn’t Dominic De Santis, terrifying king. He was every bit a sweet boy who looked like he liked a girl and wanted to make her happy.

He pushed forward, the head of his long, thick cock slipping through my folds until he was pressed at my entrance.

I knew it was going to hurt like a bitch as his eyes locked on mine.

“Breathe,” he said softly, easing forward.

The pinch and burn made my eyes water as he breached my entrance. His gaze never left mine. He continued to stare down at me, lips parted as he moved inch by deliciously painful inch.

“Relax,” he murmured, reaching out and combing his fingers gently through my hair.

“It hurts,” I gasped, trying to keep my voice from shaking.

He’d paused his burrowing to rest his forehead against mine. “I’m trying to make this easy on you.”

We both didn’t move, him partially inside me.

“Fuck it,” he finally growled as he pulled back, the darkness back in his eyes.

I let out a cry as he thrust into me hard, tearing down my barriers until he bottomed out, completely seated inside me.

I writhed beneath him, just wanting him to go away. It had been sweet before, but that was a dick move, and it hurt.

“Easy,” he said as I tried to push him off me while the burn from his sudden intrusion made me tremble. “Bianca.”

I swatted at him again and tried to shove him off, squirming beneath him. Each movement made me realize just how full of him I was. He gripped my wrists and pinned them over my head after our brief struggle.

“Stop,” I whimpered.

“No.”

“It hurts. Please. I’m done. I don’t-I don’t want this.”

He stared down at me. “Trust me?”

The question took me off guard.

“I promise I’ll make it better,” he continued softly. Breathlessly. “I’ll take care of you. Trust me.”

There was so much sincerity in both his voice and his eyes that I stopped my struggle and breathed out.

“Good girl,” he murmured, sliding out slowly before pushing back in. He did it over and over, each shift of his cock burning until it started to feel good. He loosened his grip on my hands and pressed a kiss to my lips as he continued his work.

I thought he’d just fuck me and get it over with, but he took his time, kissing me, touching me, watching me. He was making love to me, not just fucking me to win his prize. It seemed like he genuinely gave a damn how I was feeling.

His movements picked up, the friction from our combined bodies hot and heady. A moan slipped past my lips as butterflies converged low in my belly.

He didn’t change his pace, his cock hitting some spot inside me that had my eyes rolling back in my head as he drew an orgasm from my body. I clung to him, my nails in his back, as I came undone on his cock, moaning softly as the tremors from the intense orgasm rocketed through me.



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