From Rejected Luna To Lycan Queen (Eloise and Edward) novel Chapter 392

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ZARA

“The things I could force you to do… It’s taking everything in me not to push you until you’re shaking and falling apart. Force your pussy to come again and again until you’re begging me to stop.” I felt the vibration of his groan deep in my core. I wanted what he pictured so fucking badly, but I bit my lip to keep silent, letting them decide what they wanted to do to me. “I could bite you right now. Force you to come without even touching your pussy.”

My breath caught in my throat.

The dirty, filthy words of his fantasies poured over me, heat and danger tangled together, my pulse racing as the thrill twisted with something sharper-something that hit deeper than just desire.

I was fucking curious.

“Compel me, Cassian,” I begged before I could second-guess myself.

He groaned and rocked his hips into me, forcing my chest harder into the headboard. I gasped as his silk length slid across my ass. Skin to skin.

Dorian let out a low hum beside me, his fingers still dragging back and forth across my sensitive nipples, pinching and rolling them between his fingers. “Careful what you ask for, little mate. Cassian can get carried away, and pleasure can quickly become pain.

Cassian ground his hips into me again and hissed, his fangs dragging across my shoulder blade. The scrape sent a shiver racing down my spine. My fingers tightened against the headboard as I tried to hold myself steady, tried to stay present instead of drifting away in the intensity of it.

“Cassian, please.”

“Mmm, you sound so pretty when you beg, darling,” he murmured. “But no. Sadly, I want to feel your pussy milking my cock when I make you come for the first time.”

He cackled at my frustrated growl and stepped back. The sudden absence of his heat marke the cool air kiss over my flushed skin, Goosebumps rose along my arms.

Dorian climbed onto the bed and leaned casually

against the headboard, one arm behind his head, the other resting in his Imp. The mattress shifted under his weight, a quiet reminder of how close he was, gasped when I realized he’d

removed his shorts and was slowly stroking himself.

The sight of him there-relaxed, watching, completely in control-sent another wave of heat rolling through me.

Oh my god, I was going to combust.

“Enjoying the view?” Dorian asked lazily.

I adjusted my hips, trying to find some relief from the tight coil building inside me. I was going fucking crazy, my thoughts scattered, my body louder than my mind. I bit my lip, eyes locked on him, the early light catching in his hair and the sharp lines of his shoulders.

He was gorgeous.

“I want to taste you, sir,” I said before I could lose my nerve. “Return the favor.”

“Bring your sexy ass over here, little mate.”

I sucked in a sharp breath and crawled toward him on autopilot, settling between his spread thighs.

The bed dipped behind me and Cassian gathered my hair in his fist, forcing my head back, exposing my throat to Dorian’s piercing gaze. My eyes watered at the sting to my scalp, but I didn’t protest.

Was he going to let me taste him?

I licked my lips in anticipation.

Dorian’s eyes darkened as his fingers slid along my neck before his hand closed around my throat, squeezing hard enough to stop the gasp from passing my lips.

“Are you going to be a brat, little mate, or my good fucking girl?”

“Probably a brat.” My eyes widened as I met Dorian’s gaze. “I didn’t mean to say that. I want to be your good girl, sir.”

Heat flooded my face, because I did-but knowing my mouth. I’d probably fuck it up and say something snarky.

Dorian chuckled. “I know. It was the truth though, so I’ll let it slide.”

His hand slid lower along my belly. “Spread those sexy thighs. Hands on my shoulders.”

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My body did as he commanded and was rewarded when his fingers found my cunt, strumming expertly across my clit as his tongue licked a slow path up my neck.

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“You’re going to try so hard for me, aren’t you, little mate?” he breathed into my ear before nipping at the lobe.

I groaned, nodding, my fingers tightening against his shoulders as I rocked my hips against his hand.

“Fuck, those little sounds you make are addictive,” Cassian growled, pressing closer behind me. He leaned forward and placed a kiss on my opposite shoulder, heat curling low in my belly and the sharp awareness of how close they both were.

My wetness made obscene noises, giving away just how turned on I was. Dorian continued stroking inside me. I moaned, my head falling back against Cassian’s shoulder, eyes closing.

I was so close.

“I could fuck you while you suck Dorian’s cock.”

My pussy spasmed around Dorian’s fingers.

“She likes that idea. Her pussy is choking my fingers.”

“Please.” I wasn’t sure if I was begging for Dorian to make me come or for what Cassian was offering. My mind was a jumbled mess of pleasure and need.

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