The Shattered Dawn — Harvey Price novel Chapter 120

120|Lick

Dervic pov

By now, she was practically soaking the bed, her wetness trailing down her thighs like a silent invitation, one that begged my tongue to follow, to trace, to taste.

Her pink folds glistened under the light, teasing, tempting and every nerve in my body screamed to take her, to taste her, to devour her whole.

But right then, she spoke, still laughing.

This time, her voice was firmer, edged sharp with command.

“Haha… that’s a good boy.” She looked down at me, eyes dark with satisfaction.

“I’ll give you your reward. Kiss it, Dervic.”

Her lips curved as she finished softly, deliberately, pushing herself towards me.

“Let me see an Alpha worship my clit.”

My grip on her thighs tightened at her words, my heart pounding hard as I stared up at her.

How humiliating.

How disrespectful.

How embarrassing.

Yet-ah… how exciting. How blissful.

Rage burned hot in my chest, fierce and suffocating, the humiliation cutting deep.

But then again, humiliation was pain.

Emotional pain inflicted on me.

And I loved it.

I loved that choking, consuming fury.

So good.

So good.

So fucking good.

Without wasting a second, I obeyed.

A low chuckle slipped from me as I closed the distance, leaning toward her clit. My eyes fluttered shut, her intoxicating scent, that maddening heat, flooding my senses and making my cock twitch hungrily.

As my eyes flared a frightening shade of white, the laughter died on my lips and I pressed my mouth to her dripping clit.

A rough grunt tore from my throat as I placed a slow kiss there, her juices slicking my lips with the contact.

My grip on her thighs tightened instantly, hard enough to uise as I prepared to slip out my tongue, to hungrily lap at her wetness.

But she knew.

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The very next second, her hand shot into my hair, yanking my head back, forcing my gaze up, forcing me to look at her. At the blissful smile on her lips. At the raw lust burning in her eyes.

My lips parted, still wet with her, as she hummed softly,

“I asked you to kiss me, Dervic. Do just that.”

A grin stretched slowly across my lips at her words.

It was obvious, this wasn’t about pleasure alone.

It was about obedience.

About control.

But like I said… humiliation was pain too.

So I nodded slowly, my smile never faltering. I dragged my tongue across my lips, deliberately licking up her juices, my voice low as I answered,

“Yes, master.”

As her grip loosened in my hair, her eyes glinting sharper with anticipation, I didn’t waste a second. I leaned back in, spreading her legs wider as I pressed my lips to her clit, then to her pink folds, placing soft, unhurried kisses there.

I let my mouth linger, let my lips drag slowly over her clit, pressing against her. I felt it, the faintest tremble in her body, barely there as she leaned back further, her muscles easing, a satisfied breath slipping from her lips as she moaned.

“Fuck, yes… just like that,” she breathed. “Worship me with those lips, show me how badly you want it.”

“Fuck.”

I heard Claude curse in my head as I dragged my lips lower, capturing her pussy lips between mine, pressing them together as I kissed her, slow and deep. The moment I did, she let out a shaky, pleased breath and uttered a single word.

“Lick.”

That was all she said.

Just that one word sent a strange satisfaction coursing through my veins, made my heart pound, like my body had already anticipated it, yet still wanted more.

I didn’t hesitate.

My hands tightened on her thighs, and before I could even think, I was lifting her legs onto my shoulders. I leaned back just enough to stick out my tongue and close the distance, dragging it across her clit-hungry, desperate, lapping, licking, sucking her juices like a starved man. My eyes fluttered shut in bliss as I did.

That addictive taste, so good, so fucking delicious made even sweeter by the fact that I’d earned it.

My grin widened as I kept licking, running my tongue over her clit, finally understanding why she’d called it a reward.

What reward wasn’t better when you worked for it?

Haha… what was this strange feeling in my chest?

That maddening urge to please, to do more, to earn more, to crave more rewards?

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I loved it.

I loved it.

I continued lapping hungrily as her juices spilled freely, and when I heard her hum, heard her broken moan, when I knew she was feeling good because of me, because I was doing well, I felt alive.

Then, she finally uttered the words I had been craving, and froze inches from her, my tongue trailing slowly over my lips.

“Oh… such a good boy,” she moaned, breath ragged, voice thick with want. “You’re doing so good, Dervic… now push that tongue inside me, fuck me with it until I forget how to breathe.”

A low chuckle slipped from me as the world seemed to stop. My eyes flared, adrenaline coursing through my veins, and I whispered under my breath,

“As you wish… master.”

Then, without a second to waste, I leaned in, closing the distance, my tongue plunging deep, greedy, hungry, claiming her completely in a single, devouring thrust.

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