Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 104141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104141 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 347(@300wpm)
“Oh!!” I cried out and my back arched against the cold mirror.
“That’s it. Take this fat dragon cock,” he grunted, pulling back and slamming in deeper, stretching my pussy wide open. “So fucking tight even when you’re this wet. Your greedy pussy is sucking me in.”
“Oh shit.”
“Oh shit is right.” He started fucking me roughly—deep, punishing strokes that made my whole body jolt against the wall with every thrust.
“Ohhh!”
The wet, filthy sound of skin slapping skin and my slick pussy getting pounded filled the small elevator.
“You wanted it right here, didn’t you?” he growled against my ear and grazed my neck with his teeth. “Couldn’t even wait for the bedroom. Had to be my horny little whore in front of my guards, telling me about your wet pussy, pulling my cock out, and owning it in front of my men. Making me groan in front of them.”
“Y-you liked it-t.”
“I did.” His hips snapped harder, driving his thick shaft even deeper. The rose piercing dragged deliciously inside me with every brutal thrust.
The elevator rocked.
“Fuck!”
“Whose pussy is this?”
“Kenji!”
“No.”
“The Dragon!”
“Good job, Tora. My filthy little whore.”
“Oh.”
“Take this cock like a good slut.”
“Yes!”
“Make me bust all in you so you’re still dripping with me tomorrow.”
I moaned and dug my nails into his shoulders.
He bounced me on his cock, using his strength to slam me down onto him over and over. “Good Tiger.”
“Oh F-fuck!”
He leaned in and bit my nipple, then sucked it hard into his mouth while still pounding me mercilessly.
The elevator was filled with the obscene wet sounds of him destroying my pussy—loud squelching, skin slapping, and my broken moans.
He gripped my throat lightly with one hand.
The ridge of his thumb pressed against my pulse, and I knew he could feel my heart hammering wildly against his control.
“Naughty Tiger.” His gaze locked on mine and he paused from fucking me. His cock remained rammed deep inside of me. “You make me crazy. You make me want to own you in ways I could never imagine and then destroy you too, just because I can.”
My bottom lip quivered.
"How do you do that?"
I couldn't catch my breath. His cock was still buried inside me. His hand was still wrapped around my throat. The mirrored wall of the elevator was cold against my back and his chest was hot against my breasts and the world had narrowed down to the space between his eyes and mine.
"Maybe. . ." I panted within his grip. "Maybe that’s just what love does, Kenji."
He went still.
His eyes searched mine.
Then his mouth crashed onto my lips and he started fucking me again, harder than before, like the answer had broken something open in him.
His thumb pressed against the side of my neck and the world narrowed. The edges of the elevator went soft. The mirrored walls blurred. My heart hammered in my ears.
Oh, fuck! I can’t breathe!
My pussy clenched hard around his cock, so hard I felt every thick inch of him at once.
My nipples went tight enough to ache. My nails dug crescents into the meat of his shoulders through the tuxedo. My whole body started to vibrate at a frequency I couldn't control because every nerve I had was suddenly screaming at twice its normal volume—every drag of his cock, every brush of his pelvis against my swollen clit, every cold press of the mirror against my bare back.
He drove into me again.
And again.
And again.
And the lack of breath turned the friction into fire and the fire turned into a wave that started at the base of my spine and rolled up through my belly and exploded behind my eyes in a flash of light.
White light.
Blue light.
Gold.
I broke.
My pussy spasmed around his cock in thick, uncontrollable waves and my legs locked around his waist and a sound came out of me that wasn't a moan, scream, or a word. It was just the noise a body made when every cell in it came at the same time.
He kept fucking me.
His thumb stayed pressed against my pulse and I felt my own heart hammering against his control like it was trying to get out of my chest and into his hand.
Finally, he let go of my throat. Air came rushing back into my lungs and the second wave of an orgasm hit me harder than the first.
I came again.
Loud.
Broken.
Trembling.
And when I was able to open my eyes, I saw the dragon-shadow above us, watching me and taking up space.
I shook in Kenji’s arms.
And he fucked me more.
Hard.
Deep.
Relentless.
After three more strokes, he growled, buried his face against my throat, and groaned long and low against my skin.
His cock pulsed inside me. Once. Twice. Three times. Hot. Heavy. Filling me up exactly the way he had promised—so deep that some of him would still be dripping out of me when I woke up tomorrow morning.