From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136 A Good Man

Chapter 136 A Good Man

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She swallows but nods as I begin to circle her clit. I look down at the white lace underwear as I slip a finger under it and rub against her wet cunt.

“Already soaking for me, mama,” I praise, my cock twitching at the sight of her reddening cheeks. “Not used to dirty talk, huh?”

“You’re just… a lot,” she whispers.

“And to think I was about to sit down on that stool, bend you over my knee, and spank the bra out of you for that shit you pulled in the jewelry store.”

“It’s Cartier,” she corrects.

I thrust a finger inside her, and she gasps as I tighten the grip around her throat. “I don’t give a fuck what it’s called. You were being a brat.”

She’s fucking soaking my hand. So fucking perfect and tight. My cock painfully strains against my zipper, wanting to be inside her, forcing her into submission, but I know I’m too much for this little princess.

“Now what do you say?” I croon as I slip a second finger into her.

“Oh my God,” she says on a moan as her head falls back to hit the mirror. Her hips begin to rock back and forth against my hand–such a needy little creature. I lean into her, my hot breath brushing against her neck as I get high from her floral scent.

“What do you say when someone gets you a gift, mama?”

“Oh fuck,” she says quietly, and I can’t help the smug smile that tugs at my lips at making her curse. Her hands wrap around my neck as she pulls me in closer.

“Thank you,” she whispers, half dazed

There’s a gentleness she embraces me with that I don’t entirely feel comfortable with, so l focus on what I can do for her instead, probably what most men can’t.

I pick up my pace as I whisper into her ear. “You’re going to soak my hand like a good girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she breathes.

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I want to force her tight little cunt around my cock, but this isn’t about my gratification. N about her release.

Her pleasure. Because I’ve never seen this woman light up like she does when she’s being: free.

“Stain this dress from the inside out.”

“Yes.” Her breathing becomes heavier.

Fuck it. I can’t wait any longer. I drop to my knees, withdrawing my fingers and hooking he leg over my shoulder, widening her hips. Finally, I get to taste her. I’ve been imagining wha she tastes like ever since the night she straddled me in that park almost two years ago.

“I want… I want you,” she pants.

My cock twitches at the soft neediness of her request.

Maybe I’m a masochist, but right now I only care about her pleasure. It’s not a line I can cro

“You’re being punished, remember? You don’t get my cock tonight, sweetheart,” I tell her before dipping my head between her thighs. Her nails immediately curl into my shoulders a feast on her. Fuck me, she’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted. I grip her ass, eating her out li a starved man.

I suck on her clit, rewarded with tiny whimpers as her breathing chokes in and out. Her body so responsive to my touch, teetering on the edge. I want to see her come undone. My cock throbs painfully as I devour her, sucking, tugging, and teasing.

So fucking beautiful.

Too fucking perfect

Linsert two fingers again, stretching her as I continue to suck and pump into her she clings to me, her perfectly manicured nails digging in as a slight tremor begins in her hooked leg

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Her sweet cunt squeezes around my fingers as she floods my hand, her entire body bending toward me, but I hold her upright Now it’s about my reward as I take everything she’s willing

to offer me.

She shudders, her fingers loosening their grip, and a small hand begins to feather through my hair, as if petting me When I look up, she has a slight smile on her face. A contented expression that is far more beautiful than any other Eve seen on her face.

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This is what she should look like while walking around. Then again, I don’t want any other fucker seeing her like this.

My hold on her hips tightens, and I rein in that dangerous thought.

I’m losing myself to her. An abnormality that I don’t entirely understand.

“Don’t be too cruel to my card in this shop,” I tell her as I unhook her leg from my shoulder and then stand. Her eyebrows crowd in confusion as she reaches out for my cock, which is pressing painfully against my pants. A low, guttural warning growl escapes me.

“I want to please you as well,” she says quietly.

I’m not willing to tarnish her any further.

I need to make sure she doesn’t become attached.

I’m not a hero or knight in shining armor. But when she looks at me like that, it makes me wish I were a better man, if only for a second.

I’ve never once thought about the blood on my hands or the deeds that I’ve committed. But : of them make me irrevocably unworthy of touching this woman.

I kick up an arrogant smirk. “This was your punishment, mama. At least now, when you’re on that date, wearing this dress, your own cum smeared on the inside from where I ate you out, you’ll be thinking of me.”

Her jaw drops, that scowl reappearing.

I step out of her grip and pick up the Cartier bag, knowing more than likely she’s about to rain hell on my card. So be it if that’s what will make her feel better about me being an ass. I can’t offer her what she clearly wants.

It’s not just sex for Eloise Lockwood. No, she’s a woman who wears her heart on her sleeve.

For once.

I can’t be the monster, especially when I can’t be what she needs most.

A good man.