The Wicked (Valley of Kings Book 1) by Karma Kingsley

Author:Karma Kingsley [Kingsley, Karma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-06-24T16:00:00+00:00

7

Irina

I was aware of three things when I woke up in the morning.

One, I wasn't in my bed. The plush pillows and sheets were comfortable, but still were lower quality than I had come accustomed to at home.

Two, there was a hand clapped over my mouth, pressing down and keeping me pinned to the pillow.

Three, there was someone on top of me, slowly pressing their cock into my pussy.

My eyes flew open, and before I could thrash in my confusion, the hand over my mouth pressed down warningly, keeping me still.

"Morning, princess," Khalil said, and my eyes focused enough to tell that he was the one on top of me, morning hard and slowly starting to fuck me with shallow thrusts.

Immediately there was a flash of heat. He'd just...started fucking me. While I was asleep.

I hadn't expected that to be so damned hot, but I'd given him permission to do whatever he wanted to me the night before, so clearly he was taking advantage of that.

I was still so sore. My ass was sore, my throat was sore, and my pussy was sore, even though he'd barely used it. After he'd fucked my ass on the floor, he had carried me to the shower to clean up, but had ended up fucking my ass there, too, keeping me pressed against the shower wall with his bulk while he used my loose and sloppy asshole.

He'd carried me back to the bed after that, and spent a lazy hour fucking my pussy on and off, keeping me keyed up and on edge, begging for him to let me come.

He liked to hear me beg, I was figuring out. Maybe he got off on the denial, seeing me get more and more desperate for him, or maybe it was just a power trip.

Either way, it was hot to me, too. I couldn't deny that. There was something about being helpless, knowing if I came without permission he'd make me pay for it.

All I had to do was put myself in his hands, and he took care of me.

I liked that. It came to mean more and more to me.

I moaned behind Khalil's hand, and it came out muffled and muted. Heat went straight to my core like a spear, making me squirm under him.

He was so much stronger than me, so much bigger than me, and even if I wanted to fight him off, there was no way I could. That was a thrill, too. Even if I didn't want him to fuck me, I couldn't stop him.

Of course, I did want him to. He was moving slowly, teasing me, trying to get me worked up and needy for him, and I wanted it hard and deep. I wanted him to use me like he had the night before. Until I was out of my mind with pleasure and want.

I arched my hips up, clearly asking with my body for more.

But he kept up the slow pace, dipping his cock in and out of me, not giving me enough to get me where I wanted to be.

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