Chapter 15 15
Phoebe~~
His expression twisted in shock while I knelt with my butt on his thighs. He couldn't push me away, just staring at the movement of my body.
I ran my hand on his hair, my lips parted in a grin. “It's so soft. What hair oil do you use?”
“Get the fuck out of me!!” he scolded, his expression turned cold.
I scoffed, and his gaze narrowed.
“Phoebe, I am not joking with you. If you don't get away, I'm going to put you in the same position as that spy. But first, I'll have your people massacred before your very eyes so you die painfully. Is that okay with you?” he growled at my face, but I slowly looked down at his palms, which were on my waist, and then burst into laughter.
How did this man change? Wasn't he the one who ordered that I strip for him and went on all fours sometime ago? Now he suddenly doesn't want to have anything to do with my body.
Well, he never knew I had a reason for doing that.
I should make him fall for me, wasn't that the game? When he does, he would start going feral. I would convince him to mark me, and then he would die. When I make the matebond very strong, he wouldn't even dare to resist marking me.
I just needed to reset his brain a bit for now, so by the time I mess up big time again, he will recall that he needed me on his bed and still not harm me.
Looking him deep in the eyes, I placed my hands on his shoulder and leaned my face closer to his.
His face turned red, and I seriously loved how he was fighting not to do this, as though he knew my plans. I knew that he wanted it so much, but he must stay away so he doesn't fall for me, because I was sure he knew of his curse.
He looked away from me, his eyes shut, and then he growled at me again, “I'll fling you away if you don't fuck off!!!”
Fuck! I wouldn't want to hurt, but I couldn't miss that opportunity.
I didn't wait for any more seconds but pressed my lips on his. I kissed him deeply, even when he refused to respond, yet did not fight me away from his body.
By the time he tried taking away his lips, I grabbed his face with both of my palms, kissing him hard and hungrily until I forced my tongue into his mouth. I kissed him like in the days when we were lovers, savoring the shit his saliva turned into.
When I broke the kiss, he exhaled deeply.
I chuckled and began getting down from his body, while he glared at me like he wouldn't spare the shit of me if I ever came closer to him again.
But of course, I wasn't done with him.
I stood before him, packing up my hair when he asked, "Aren't you gonna leave already? Why do you keep testing my patience?” and I rolled my eyes as a response before taking a seat at his side.
He looked me dead in the face and grabbed my neck, “Phoebe!!!”
“I'm going to leave. Allow me to adjust my dress.” I yelped, and he let me go forcefully. “What's wrong with you? Not like you're a virgin. If you didn't want me to disturb you, then you could have just killed me.” I gestured, faking my anger and pain, while peeping at his trouser waist.
While he waited to see me leave, I was busy trying to figure out how I would unzip him immediately and take his còck into my mouth unexpectedly.
As though the moon goddess knew my plans, his cell phone buzzed, and he grabbed it from the other side of the sofa. He placed it on his ear, and I noticed that whatever he was discussing with the caller was something important.
I didn't dare lose that opportunity, but reached out to his trousers and unbuckled them. I was fast enough to reach into his pants and pull out his còck.
“Hey, I'm gonna call you back.”
Upon hearing him say so, I quickly took him down my throat, and his hand hung mid-air. I sucked him so hard and fast, throbbing my head to and fro with my palms helping in massaging the length as well.
I waited patiently for him to scold me, or even drag me away from him. But he didn't.
When I noticed he wasn't doing a thing, I felt so comfortable and knelt on the sofa, still sucking him with my utmost vigor. I knew so well that once I got to this stage, he wouldn't resist, and it finally worked out.
At a time, I felt his fingers dipping into my hair, and then his groans resounded in my ear.
I didn't stop. I aimed to make him feel so good and relaxed, so I made sure to take every inch of him down my throat, even when I was choking. I sucked him so much, and I loved the sound of his continuous groans as he savored every bit of my lips wrapped around his còck.
When I felt so stressed up, I moved away, but didn't waste much to mount on top of him after stripping naked before his very eyes.
It didn't matter if he would call me cheap or not, so long as he wouldn't ever think of losing my pùssy.
I crossed my legs against his and slowly took his shaft into my pùssy hole.
My lips gaped at how huge he was, and then I began riding him.
He taught me all these. He fucked me so well in the past that I blushed at the remembrance of it even when with my parents.
I rode my hips up and down off his còck, moaning lightly. I felt my juices slipping down his shaft, and making my entrance so slippery.
He grabbed my butt, moving it up and down his shaft, his lips widened, and his eyes fixated on me.
I was panting in tiredness, but I seriously needed him to climax first.
He grabbed my left breast and fondled it, while I rocked my hips against his thighs, and then he took my nipple into his mouth, sucking so hungrily like he had needed it for a long time.
My moans escalated. I grabbed his hair, gasping for breath as the ecstasy took over me with full force. I ran my tongue across my upper lip and took a deep gulp, sparing glances at his lips that stuck to my nipple and his other palm that fondled me.
With time, he pulled the pace, fucking me from under while I moaned endlessly.
I felt my sweat dripping down my body, but I didn't care. I cocked my head to the side, my eyes shut as I bit my lower lip so hard to hold back my moan.
He rode deeper and faster, releasing a satisfying grunt, until contraction hit me recklessly.
My legs trembled, and I lay on his huge body, my fingers digging into his skin.
“Oh yes, I'm fucking cumming so hard. Oh fuck, Knox!!!” I gritted my teeth for a long time before taking a deep breath.
After seconds of relaxing my muscles, I then recalled that he had just ejaculated in me, and I wasn't sure if I was safe or not. I needed to leave quickly and meet with the mistress, because I knew she would help, but I had to calm down, so Knox wouldn't feel used.
I let go of my body from his while slowly trying to get off him. But he held me back, and that stunned me.
“What? We are done, so can I freshen up and leave.” I said to him, but he didn't seem to get what I meant.
I kept looking back at him, waiting for him to speak, when he raised me into his palms. I sat on his palms, and the most interesting part was his còck still breathing in my honeypot.