15. Chapter 15
Omniscient
“You know you ain’t going to sleep till I get what I want.”
Dame squeezed, rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, watching as she gasped.
He watched her react to his touch, fighting to keep a neutral expression.
Danni’s lips parted to hurl a retort at him, but the answer died right in her throat as his hand slid lower between her legs.
His calloused fingers slowly traced along the slick seam of her inner thighs, and the touch set off an electric hum through her skin.
She was soaked for him, and they both knew it.
The heat glistened against her dark skin while her arousal pooled at the entrance of her tight, untouched center.
He didn’t bother to ask for permission, and he didn’t need to. He dragged one thick finger through her damp folds, and then pressed the pad of his finger onto her swollen clit.
The sensation hit her so fast that her body locked up. Danni jerked up as a cry hit the walls. Her hands flew up to shove frantically against his chest, but his frame stayed pinned over her, keeping her in place.
"Just—just use your hands," she panted, her voice breaking. "Don’t—don’t do too much!"
Dame raised a brow. "I am using my hands," he said, pressing his palm flat against her mound. His thumb ground in slow, relentless circles over her clit.
"And you gon’ take every fucking second of it," he growled.
His other hand kept working his dick in slow, deliberate strokes. Then, he brought the head of his member near her lips.
"Spit on him," he barked. His voice spoke the command that left no room for debate.
Danni’s eyes flickered with a brief flash of her usual defiance, but the intense heat pulling at her belly won out.
She lifted her chin, and parted her swollen lips to release a warm coat of saliva over the crown of his shaft.
Her eyes stayed fixed on the sight, watching her own moisture glisten and trail down his member.
Dame gripped himself tightly, and went back to pumping his dick in long, intense strokes while his fingers stayed buried between her legs.
He watched every flicker of raw surrender across her face as she writhed beneath him.
Her hips bucked helplessly against his palm and her breath coming out in quiet, frantic gasps.
"You can’t take my mouth?" he taunted, his voice dripping with mock disappointment. "You puking out on me, early?”
She replied, “Stop fuckin’ talking to me.”
“What you so scared of?" he grunted, his dark eyes burning into hers as his fingers slipped even lower, and the slick tip of his finger slid just inside her tight entrance to test her.
The tightness of her made his dick throb against his own hand.
He slowly pulled his hand back, lifting his glistening fingers straight to his lips.
He sucked them into his mouth with a drag of his tongue.
"Mmm. Tastes like you mine," he murmured, his heavy gaze never leaving her face. "You know how long I’ve been wanting you?"
He didn’t wait for her to answer. He dropped to his knees right between her spread thighs, and locked onto her hips, yanking her down the mattress until her ass was perched right at the very edge of the bed.
Danni tried to scramble backward, her cold composure shattering as a frantic, jagged breath tore out of her throat.
"No—Dame, stop—" she snapped, her knuckles turning white as she tried to push at his heavy shoulders, her dark eyes flashing with a sudden, stubborn flare of pure resistance. "I don't do that. I’m not into head."
Dame just rolled his eyes before a low, arrogant chuckle rumbled. He let go of himself and focused on her. Then, he snatched her ankles and dragged her undeniably close.
"You ain't tried this shit with me," he growled, his large hands planting heavily onto the insides of her knees to force them wide open. "So lay the fuck down."
Danni braced herself on her elbows, her teeth grinding together as she tried to clamp her thighs shut, fighting him with every ounce of strength left in her body. Her pride refused to let her fold easy. She writhed against his tight grip, twisting to get away from him.
"Dame, I said just use your damn hands. I swear I’ll kill—"
She didn't even get the rest of the threat out before his mouth pressed onto her wet, swollen center.
The raw heat of his thick tongue dragged flat and hard right over her clit, and sent a shockwave up her body.
Danni instantly froze, her entire frame locking rigid as her head whipped back into the mattress.
All the fight bled out of her muscles in a split second.
An involuntary shudder tore through her whole body while her fingers clawed frantically into the bedsheets under the sheer force of his mouth.
He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to drag a wet stripe from her entrance up to her clit.
His hands pinned her hips down as she tried to squirm away from the foreign feeling.
She tasted like salt, honey, and purely her.
He groaned against her,making her shudder.
Her thighs trembled as he lapped her up, circling around her clit before he flattened it and dragged it through her folds, gathering more of her arousal.
"Dame—damn—" she gasped out, her hands flying down and her fingers tangling tight into his plaits. He let out a low smirk against her wet skin, and then he sealed his mouth wide over her swollen clit to suck hard.
Another cry tore out of her as her back arched high off the mattress.
Her thighs shook uncontrollably while a raw, terrifying wave of pleasure ripped straight through her body.
She had spent her whole life running people and holding absolute power, but this level of sensation was completely foreign to her untouched body.
It was a loss of control, and the force of it terrified her just as much as it drove her insane.
Dame didn’t let up for even a second. He lashed at her with his tongue in relentless, hard flicks, and he sucked her sensitive flesh while his heavy fingers dug deep into the flesh of her hips to keep her pinned wide open, exposing every inch of her center to his hungry mouth.
"Oh—oh shit—" she whimpered. Her sharp nails scraped hard against his scalp, pulling him tighter against her even as her hips bucked in a desperate, frantic attempt to escape the heat.
He lifted his head for a fraction of a second, his dark face glistening with her wetness.
"I thought you ain't like head," he taunted. "But you love this shit, don't you?"
Danni tried to sit up as her instincts screamed at her to reclaim control. Her lips parted to spit back a harsh denial, but all that came out was a broken, senseless jumble of slurred groans. Her mind was short-circuiting, her body refusing to obey her own commands.
"I—you—no, don't—"
He didn't give her an inch of space. His palm slammed across her belly, shoving her back onto the mattress and pinning her down.
"Keep still for me," he commanded. "You know how to follow orders, so obey. You're doing so fucking good for me, Adanna."
The praise hit her so hard, her eyes squeezed shut as a wave of raw shock washed over her. She was fighting herself as much as she was fighting him, her body betrayed every single wall she had built over a lifetime.
Before she could process the terror of losing control, he drove his tongue inside her.
Danni let out a breathless gasp, her inner walls clenching like a vise around his tongue.
He pulled back and sealed his mouth right back over her clit.
He groaned deeply against her core, forcing her hips to buck helplessly against his face.
"Dame—I—I can’t—" she panted.
"You can’t what?" he taunted, his dark eyes burning into her shattered gaze. "You can’t cum? Or you can’t stop?"
He dove right back in, his tongue swirling around her clit in tight, relentless circles, dragging over that deep, aching spot.
The sensation didn't just hit her body; it snapped the last tether of her sanity.
Danni’s world dissolved into pure, blinding sensory overload.
Her sight fractured first; the dark beams of the master suite ceiling blurred into streaks of hot, spotty light before her eyes forced themselves shut.
The only sound in the room was the deafening roar of her own pulse hammering in her ears, mingled with the desperate whimpers tearing out of her open mouth.
She had been trained to endure pain, trained to hold a poker face in front of deadly enemies, but she had zero defense against this type of pleasure.
A violent, white-hot shockwave coiled deep in her gut and detonated.
Her inner muscles contracted, locking tight around his buried fingers in a rhythm she couldn't stop if her life depended on it.
Her legs clamped around his head, her hips lifted off the mattress, and her fingers tangled wildly into his plaits as her first orgasm ripped through her.
It was a terrifying transformation. Her mind was screaming at her to regain control, to fight him off, to be the royal weapon she always was—but her body completely betrayed her, riding out every shuddering wave of total surrender.
Dame didn’t stop.
As her release crested, he kept eating her straight through her orgasm, lapping up every hot drop of her arousal, sucking hard on her clit to draw out every last agonizing aftershock.
Every flick of his tongue against her over-stimulated flesh sent a fresh shock, making her thighs quiver and her throat drop raw, breathless cries into the silence.
By the time he finally let her hips drop back onto the mattress, her body was trembling violently, and her chest heaved as she sucked in feverish lungfuls of air.
He pulled back to look up the length of her ruined frame. His lips and chin were dripping, glistening with her wetness, and his heavy dick was throbbing visibly against his stomach, leaking with intense need.
"You still trying to fight this?" he murmured, dripping with smug satisfaction.
He didn't wait for a response. He crawled up her trembling body, pinning her at the sides. The weight of his chest pressed her deep into the mattress, and the length of his dick slid up her inner thigh, dragging a hot, wet trail of his own precum straight across her sensitive skin.
He hovered directly over her, and his ragged breath scorched against her parted lips.
Danni forced her eyelids open, trying desperately to summon her signature lethal glare, trying to build her untouchable wall back up from the ash. But her eyelids were impossibly heavy, her gaze unfocused and glassy, her chest rose and fell in weak, panting gasps.
"I—" she rasped, her voice completely stripped of its authority.
Dame pulled back as he looked down into her undone eyes.
His right hand slid down between their fused bodies, wrapping his thick fingers around his heavy shaft, pumping it with a slow drag.
He pressed the thick, weeping head right against her drenched, swollen entrance, teasing her slick folds without plunging in.
"I’m gonna make you cum again… and this time, I’m gonna watch you." He pressed the tip of his dick against her entrance, rubbing the head against her clit, making her gasp. He groaned, his hips jerking involuntarily, precum smearing against her skin.
"And then," he continued his promise, "I’m gon’ come all over this pretty pussy." He leaned down as his mouth found her nipple, sucking it between his lips. He teased his dick against her, rubbing himself against her clit until she was moaning louder than before.
He sealed his mouth over hers again. He pumped his rod between her slick folds.
Danni could do nothing, but feel him. He pressed the tip against her entrance again, rubbing it against her clit, making her moan.
He kissed her again, his mouth crashing down onto hers, his tongue sliding past her lips to taste herself on her.
She moaned into the kiss, her nails digging into his skin.
He rubbed himself against her, feeling her peak. He groaned as precum smeared against her skin. He worked himself up as his dick throbbed with need.
"You want this?" he groaned. "You want my dick inside you?"
She nodded, her lips parting on a whimper.
He smirked, his hand still working himself. "Then take it," he commanded
She reached down, and her fingers wrapped around his dick, guiding him to her entrance. He groaned as she teased the head against her. Her wetness coated him, making him throb.
But he didn’t let her guide him in. Instead, he pulled back, not wanting to rush this moment. He kissed her again, making love to her mouth as he fought not to penetrate her.
"You gon’ watch me paint this pussy with my cum?"
She whimpered, her hips lifting slightly, seeking more.
He teased the head against her clit one last time before pulling back. His eyes locked onto hers as he stroked himself faster.
"Cum for me, Princess," he commanded. “Cum for your man.”
She came with a broken scream, and her thighs trembled as pleasure crashed over her. At the same time, he groaned as his dick jerked in his fist. He splashed against her pussy, her stomach, her thighs. She realized he was marking her in the most possessive way possible.
Adanna watched through heavy-lidded eyes as he came for her.
When he finally collapsed, he pulled her against him.
Her mind was running, but she felt herself slipping away.
Dame’s hand possessively cupped her breast as he kissed her forehead.
The last thing she felt was his lips repeatedly pressing against her head.