TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 19

CHAPTER 14: TWO VIBRATORS AND A PLUG

EMBER’S POV

Knox keeps his word. He spends the next three hours doing exactly what he promised: fucking me so thoroughly I forget there’s ever been a world outside his bed.

It’s not like the airplane, or even last night’s bruising session. This is a slow burn, methodical and relentless, like he’s memorizing my body with his hands and tongue and c**k.

Every kiss is painstakingly intentional. Every bite, every drag of his tongue over my skin, is measured, catalogued, stored away for later. He wants to know what makes me shiver, what makes my toes curl, what makes me come undone.

He learns fast.

There’s a rhythm to it. He fucks me slow and deep until I’m desperate, then rough and fast until I’m gasping, then back to slow again, teasing out aftershocks until I’m barely coherent.

Each time I think it’s over, that he’ll let me breathe, he finds a new angle, a new spot to torment, a new wicked thing to say that makes me melt.

When he finally makes me ride him, it’s–awkward, at first. I’ve never been on top.

Gale always controlled our rare, perfunctory sex, deciding when and how and for how long.

I have no idea what I’m doing, but Knox doesn’t laugh or roll his eyes. He holds my hips, steady and guiding, murmurs instructions that are half praise, half demand.

“Just like that, fuck–look at you, Ember, you’re incredible.”

He makes me watch our bodies come together in the mirror on the ceiling, makes me see how pretty I look bouncing on his c**k, how hungry he is for every inch of me.

When my thighs start to tremble from effort, he pulls me down, kisses the sweat from my collarbone, then flips us over and pounds into me so hard I scream his name.

I come so violently my vision whites out and I claw angry red marks down his back, which only makes him laugh, dark and wild.

He doesn’t stop until I’m so wrecked I can’t form words.

Then he gets ideas.

He pulls out, flips me onto my stomach, and tells me not to move.

I hear him rummaging in the nightstand–soft rattles, the click of a cap, a low, dangerous

CHAPTER 14. TWO VIBRATORS AND A PLUG

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growl that makes my blood pulse hot. When he returns, he’s holding two things: a small pink plug and a silver bullet vibrator.

My heart stutters.

I know what those are. Of course I do. I read, I have the internet. But I’ve never used one, never even touched one outside a store.

Gale thought they were “undignified for omegas.” He never wanted to touch me there, let alone anything else.

Knox rests his palm on my lower back, heavy and warm, and bends to kiss my ear.

“Ever tried this before?”

I shake my head. Embarrassed. Terrified. Aching.

He strokes my hip, thumb circling the curve just above my ass.

“I’ll go slow. If you don’t like it, we stop. Color?”

I take a shaky breath.

“Green. But-“I can’t finish the sentence. I’m too busy trembling.

He nuzzles behind my ear, all heat and filth. “Good girl.”

He grabs a bottle of clear gel from the nightstand, pours a generous amount on his fingers, then rubs them together to warm it up.

His hands are so big he could probably snap me in half, but he uses them like I’m made of glass.

He starts with gentle circles around my asshole–never pushing in, just getting me used to the sensation.

At first it’s strange, too much, too close, too intimate, but then the weird melts into something filthy and perfect. Every nerve in my body lights up like a string of Christmas lights, buzzing, aching, alive.

Knox drags one slick finger along my tight ring, teasing, until I’m pushing back without meaning to. Then he presses in, slow, filthy, just the tip, and waits.

“Still green, darling?”

It’s not pain. It’s pressure, thick, forbidden fullness that makes my p***y clench hard on nothing, dripping down my thighs. I nod into the pillow, forehead pressed to cool cotton, breath hitching.

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He slides deeper, one knuckle, two, scissoring gently, stretching me open while his other hand strokes my spine like he’s calming a wild thing.

“Fuck, Ember. So tight I can feel your heartbeat fluttering around me.”

I relax, melt, and he swaps his finger for the cold, slick plug. The stretch burns for one bright second, a sharp pop, and then it seats deep, heavy and full inside me. My hips jerk forward, a broken sound punched out of my throat.

Knox leans over me, chest to my back, lips at my ear.

“Look at you. Taking it like you were made for this. My brave, perfect girl.”

He clicks the base.

The vibration starts low, a dirty little purr that spreads through my ass and straight into my clit like liquid heat. My back arches, mouth open on a silent scream.

“Good?” he murmurs, kissing the sweat between my shoulder blades.

I can’t answer. I just nod, frantic, greedy.

He doesn’t make me wait.

He slides the bullet vibe between my soaked folds, nestles it right against my swollen clit, and at the exact same second he lines up and slams his c**k into my p***y in one long, ruthless thrust.

Full.

I’m so fucking full, c**k stretching my p***y, plug stretching my ass, bullet buzzing my clit, every inch of me stuffed and vibrating and owned.

The first orgasm hits like a car crash.

I scream into the pillow, whole body locking up, p***y clamping down on him so hard he groans my name like it hurts. My vision whites out, thighs shaking, slick gushing around his c**k as I come in brutal, endless waves.

He doesn’t stop.

He fucks me through it, slow, deep, grinding strokes that make the plug shift inside me, make the vibrations sink deeper, make the bullet torture my clit until I’m sobbing, oversensitive, wrecked.

“Too much,” I choke, but my hips are still rocking back, greedy for more.

Knox leans down, teeth scraping my shoulder. “You can take it. You were made to take me.”

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He cranks both toys higher.

The second climax is violent.

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It rips me apart, I squirt so hard it soaks his thighs, the sheets, everything. My back bows off the bed, a raw scream tearing out of me as my p***y spasms around his c**k, ass clenching on the plug, clit throbbing against the bullet until the pleasure is almost pain.

I black out for a heartbeat.

When I come to, he’s pulled out, eased the plug free, killed the bullet. The sudden emptiness makes me whine, but then his arms are around me, huge and warm, pulling me into his

chest.

I’m trembling so hard my teeth chatter, skin on fire, p***y still fluttering with aftershocks.

Knox wraps the thick comforter around us both, cradles me like I’m something precious, fingers stroking through my sweaty hair.

“Did I break you?” Knox asks, but there’s a smile in his voice.

CHAPTER 14: TWO VIBRATORS AND A PLUG

EMBER’S POV

It’s not like the airplane, or even last night’s bruising session. This is a slow burn, methodical and relentless, like he’s memorizing my body with his hands and tongue and c**k.

I come so violently my vision whites out and I claw angry red marks down his back, which only makes him laugh, dark and wild.

Knox rests his palm on my lower back, heavy and warm, and bends to kiss my ear.

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