Chapter 414: Not Done
DACE
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"No, Alpha Devereaux"
That fire in her eyes, despite how much the hunger blossomed in them, even after she had just cum against my pants like the willing little demon she is. And yet she doesn’t give me what I WANT. The longing to have her say my name again so I can record it in my brain, the last time she did was when I captured her. I have no idea why I suddenly want her to but it’s only fair because I call her HERS, and not that fucking title she claims she has.
She’s not a fucking Countess... not anymore after I’m done with her.
I removed my fingers now coated in her juices, she’s dripping everywhere and her scent has never been stronger, suffocating everywhere and drowning my senses in its depths, triggering a part of me I can’t explain.
Do the others smell her right now? How aroused she is? Fuck! Do I have to barricade my Suite with silver to keep that from happening? Anything to keep this euphoria scent to my goddamn nose only. Note to self, fucking use silver around my Suite.
I brought my fingers to my lips and I licked against them, and just as I imagined she tasted like heaven, my own personal heaven, and it took all my self-control not to TAKE. Because when I do there will be no going back.
I observed the way her chest rose and fell, completely dismantle because of her release, and looking freshly fucked even if I haven’t done that... YET. I pulled away from her watching to see what she does next. I wanna know everything, how she thinks and how she responds to situations and maybe finally see the inside of her.
She rubbed her wrists now red from my hold.
Was I too rough? I can’t tell because she doesn’t look like she was in pain. Her bare feet found the floor and they were jellies as she held onto the credenza for support, keeping her gaze cast down. I was certain her cheeks were red right now and whenever that happens her freckles come to life.