TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING novel Chapter 425

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CHAPTER 350: SO SCREWED

EMBER’S POV

And goddess, it’s tempting. The herb is singing in my blood too, making everything hotter, needier. But I shake my head and press my mouth to the pulse hammering in his throat instead

“Nice try,” I breathe against his skin. “But I’ve waited all day for this, and I am going to enjoy it. You’ get your turn.” I pull back and smile down at him. “Eventually. When I decide you’ve earned it.”

“Ember-”

“Say please.”

He glares at me, chest heaving, pride warring with want. I wait, patient, savouring every second of watching the King lose.

“…Please,” he finally says, wrecked.

And I lean down to give him exactly what he asked for.

I slide down his body slowly, taking my time. When I reach his trousers, I unbutton them with deliberate fingers and free his c**k.

He’s so hard it looks painful – thick, flushed, dark, the head already leaking. The herb has him throbbing in my hand.

I wrap my fingers around the base and give one slow stroke, watching the way his stomach jumps.

“Ember-” His voice is already hoarse.

I don’t answer with words.

I lean down and drag my tongue slowly up the underside of his c**k, from base to tip, tasting the

salt of him.

His hips jerk, and I pull back immediately, pressing a soft kiss to the leaking head instead.

A low, frustrated groan rips out of him.

I do it again.

Slow, wet licks from base to tip. Taking just the head into my mouth and sucking gently, swirling my tongue around the sensitive crown while my hand strokes the rest of him.

Every time his breathing starts to hitch and his thighs go rigid, I pull off.

I lick around the head like I’m savouring something sweet, letting my spit drip down his length, then

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take him a little deeper – only to pull off again right when I feel him start to throb.

He’s shaking.

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I can feel it in the way his thighs tremble under my hands, in the way the cuffs strain hard above his head every single time I take him deep into my throat and hold there before pulling off.

I keep doing it. Edging him over and over. Bringing him right to the brink with my mouth and hands – sucking, licking, stroking, taking him deep until my eyes water – then denying him every time!

His whole body is trembling now. Sweat glistens on his chest. The cuffs are creaking dangerously loud as he pulls and pulls, muscles straining.

“Fuck-Ember, please let me come-”

I hum around him and pull off again, squeezing the base hard. His hips buck up hard, chasing my mouth, but I just smile and drag my tongue over the head in lazy circles.

“You’re being so good for me,” I murmur, voice sweet and filthy. “Look at you. Letting me play with this pretty c**k like it’s mine.”

“It is yours,” he growls, voice wrecked. “Fuck- it’s yours. Just let me come, baby- please—”

I take him back into my mouth and suck harder, bobbing my head in a steady rhythm while my

hand twists on every upstroke.

1 can feel him getting close again – the way his c**k swells on my tongue, the way his balls draw

up tight.

Right when I feel the first throb, I pull off and squeeze the base again, denying him for what feels

like the tenth time.

A broken, desperate sound tears out of him.

I keep going. Torturing him. Edging him until he’s growling my name like it’s the only word he

remembers.

Until his thighs are shaking so hard under me that I have to hold them down. Until the cuffs are straining so violently I’m half-afraid the headboard really will break.

I take him deep one more time, relaxing my throat completely and swallowing around him, and that’s when it happens.

Snap.

The sound of metal fracturing under raw, furious strength rings out in the dark, and my heart drops straight out of my chest.

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Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.

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