Sin and Soil 3 by Anya Merchant

Author:Anya Merchant [Merchant, Anya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-21T05:00:00+00:00

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Damon twisted his fingers through Lilian’s ponytail as she bobbed her mouth up and down on his cock. He was aware of the trap contained within her soft, sucking lips. It was a trap that he could have avoided if he’d wanted to.

Lilian was smart and capable, but he could tell that there was more to her seduction than Kastet’s orders. She was enjoying her flirtations with him. Damon was curious to know if he could use that. He flexed his hips as she bobbed her head lower, taking deliberate breaths through her nose.

He wanted to use her, but not just for sex. She was closer to Kastet in ways that Vel wasn’t. She might have information not just about her princess, but about the motivations of Avarice.

She was a liar and a manipulator, but she was also an intelligent young woman. Damon felt as though if he’d met her under different circumstances, the idea of marrying her wouldn’t have seemed so outlandish.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” whispered Lilian, as she took a break.

“Immensely,” he said.

“Would you like to finish in my mouth?” she whispered.

Damon nodded. She started licking him again, and then paused.

“Who did you meet with on the boat on your first day back in Avaricia?” she asked.

He couldn’t stop himself from chuckling. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Lilian cleared her throat. “Then I’m afraid I need to run an errand elsewhere.”

She stood up, wiping her hand off on the back of her dress. Damon grabbed her wrist before she could sneak away.

“Lilian,” he said. “You’ll leave me with a bad opinion of you if you stop now.”

She sighed, but her eyes did settle on his cock again. “I don’t want you to have a bad opinion of me. I want you to have an opinion that I’m bad.”

Damon was already on the verge, and he came nearly as soon as her lips settled back on his cock. He groaned, sinking into the dual pleasures of the warm water and her slutty mouth.

Neither of them said much as Damon dried off and stood for the fitting. She left him on his own as soon as he was dressed, and he took a moment to admire himself in the long mirror within the baths.

The outfit she’d picked for him included a cobalt blue shirt that fit tightly enough to show off his muscled physique. Polished brass buttons ran halfway down from the neckline, the last few of which Damon left undone.

The pants were black and nearly as tight, though in a manner that looked trim and neat, rather than flamboyant. He ran a hand through his unruly hair. Lilian came up behind him with a brush, as though reading his thoughts.

“Don’t bother,” he said. “It’ll only leave you feeling discouraged if you try to straighten it out.”

“I like a challenge,” said Lilian.

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