CHAPTER 32
C HAPTER 32
ALLYN
I tossed in bed, my mind refusing to quiet down.
Each time I closed my eyes, I was pulled back to that kiss with Angelo, the taste of it still lingering on my lips. The heat, the urgency—how I almost let it go too far. I tried to convince myself it wasn’t a big deal.
Angelo would be my husband soon.
And still something inside me resisted.
My life was changing with The King’s. I expected a storm, but this… this was beyond anything I had prepared for.
A knock on my door jerked me out of my spiraling thoughts. The clock on the nightstand blinked past three in the morning. I furrowed my brows.
Who would be knocking at this hour?
I swung my legs over the bed, my bare feet hitting the cold floor.
In my thin, satiny nightdress, I didn’t bother covering myself as I walked to the door expecting Lydia.
I opened it without hesitation—but instead, standing in front of me was Maddox. His eyes were tired, his face softer than I was used to seeing.
“What are you doing here, Maddox?” I whispered, not wanting to wake up Angelo or Lydia.
Maddox didn’t reply— simply walked past me as if my question was irrelevant. I sighed, closing the door behind him, the click of the lock too loud in the silence. His back was to me as he ran a hand through his hair, looking like he was wrestling with something inside him.
When he finally turned to face me, all softness was gone. His expression was feral—like a predator.
And that look… it was aimed directly at me.
“You said you know how to make a man crawl between your legs.’’ He said after some time.
I furrowed my brows, not understanding where he was going with this and why is he here in my room telling me this?
‘‘You are fucking right,” He breath out, I suck in the air. “And I hate you for this.”
His words are filled with anger, rage as his gaze roomed over my barley covered body. My skin warmed under his intense gaze.
His black deadly eyes challenged me to come closer and I obeyed, eating the distance between us and stopping when my chest is almost touching him. I breathed him in, intoxicated from his scent.
‘‘I think about being between your thighs more than I fucking should,’’ he spits, licking his lips. “So put me out of my misery, princess. Let me taste you once so I can go back to hating you without dreaming about the taste of your sweet little cunt in my mouth”
Oh. Dear. Lord.
I didn’t think it was possible for his voice to get any lower, and holy hell, does it send the nerves bundled in my clit into a fucking frenzy.
Chewing on my lip, I consider how serious he is.
But his eyes stayed on me, no hint of regret behind them.
No hint of anything else than a pure desire and burning fire.
He pulled me with him and at this moment I was too weak to do anything else but obey.
We fell on the bed, me on top of him. My bare wet pussy collided with the material of his pants. He is hard as rock. Our lips inches apart, touching. My whole body burned like no other man was able to do it with just a simple touch like this.
His hands roamed my body, lifting my nightdress, cupping my ass in his tattooed hands. I let out a soft cry.
He lifts me easily, bringing me up his body until my thighs are strangling both sides of his face. His fingers dig into my thighs, spreading them farther, pulling me down.
Then, I meet God.
I arched my back, a sharp cry of pleasure permeating the air at the sudden invasion of his lips on my slit.
It’s an innocent little kiss but enough to fire me up.
“Your tongue, Maddox,” I moaned, staring down into his black, lifeless eyes. “I want to feel your tongue.”
Maddox gave me exactly that. With the flat of his tongue, he dragged it slowly down my slit, sending me into another world. I arched my back, a cry of pleasure filling the air at the sudden invasion.
It was a sensation I had never felt before—his mouth on me. He slid his tongue from my entrance to my clit, the roughness of it against my sensitive skin sending me into ecstasy.
My head fell back, seeking support against his chest. My hips pressed into his mouth, desperately chasing the release he had cruelly withheld.
It feels so good. I can’t remember the last time it felt this good to have a man’s mouth on me.
Why is it so good?
Hiking my knees higher, he alternated between gentle nips and deep suck, as though exploring the things that made my toes curl. I dug my nails into his chest, lost in the sensation.
He devoured me like a man starved, taking me in with each lick and bite—lick, bite, lick, bite.
“Oh my,” I cried out, throwing my head back. “You’re so good at this.”
Of course, he would be. I didn’t miss the small smirk on his face, even with his mouth full of me. His tongue moved confidently and skillfully against my clit, responding to my moans, finding that sensitive spot a man’s mouth could never reach before.
My hips rocked in rhythm with the thrust of his tongue, my legs trembling. My pussy throbbed, and I was so close to exploding.
“Just like that, princess,” he praised, gripping my hips as his tongue made slow, circular motions around my clit, sucking, gently biting it, repeating the motion a few more times as I barely kept my eyes open above him.
His tongue on my pussy has become my new addiction. The feeling is indescribable, unlike anything I’ve ever felt.
I remember Tamara telling me that getting your pussy eaten right was the most mind-blowing sensation in the world. I thought she was full of shit—but now… now I know.
As I ride his tongue, I can confirm there’s nothing better than this. Maddox pressed my body down onto his mouth as if his life depended on it, my legs spread around his face, fully sitting on his face. Another moan escaped me as he sensually curled his tongue, hitting my spot.
“You taste so fucking good,” he mumbled, blowing against my clit before licking it again.
I cried out, moving faster against his tongue as Maddox let me ride his mouth as I pleased. I let my head fall back, and Maddox lifted his hands to cup my breasts through my nightdress.
It’s so intimate, so hot, and so dirty. My heart stuttered, and my hips swivel, grinding against his mouth as he tastes me, drinking from me as if afraid it will be the last time.
My eyes roll back as I feel his tongue working on the sensitive bundle of nerves on my clit, doing it so well, and just like that, something inside me snaps—the feeling is too much. It’s enough to send me over the edge.
In my next breath, my hands are clenched against his chest.
Cries, louder than I expected, erupt in the room, and my legs lock around his head, trapping him in place. Wave after wave crashes over me.
He laps at my orgasm, sucking my clit into his mouth until I shudder from the over-sensitivity.
Every inch of my body is overwhelmed by the orgasm. My vision blurs, and I feel weak. I drop my head back, completely defeated, breathing heavily.
With shaking legs and a breathless body, I find the strength to lie down on the bed next to him, still dizzy.
Best. Orgasm. Ever.
“So sweet,” I hear his raspy voice next to me. He licks his lips, still covered in my release. I almost faint from the sight. “You did so good.”
His hands move up my thighs, leaving traces of electricity behind his touch. Higher, higher, until they reach my soaked center.
And just like that, something inside me clicks.
I push his hand away and find a way to stand, my legs weak as jelly and still shaking.
“I think you should leave. I’m tired.”
I cut through the silence, even pointing toward the door with my eyes. Maddox is still lying on the bed with his cock hard as hell in his shorts. His eyes widened with shock, as if this was the last thing he expected to hear.
His lips are parted, still wet with my juices.
“What?” His voice and expression are both confused.
“You had your fun with that girl tonight— I had mine too. We’re even now,” I shrug.
His face falls.
“The fuck are you talking about? I didn’t fuck that girl.”
I scoff . Yeah, right.
“You didn’t think just because you gave me an orgasm that I will sleep with you, did you?”
He blinks at me, his mouth hanging open.
“You know what? If you’re not leaving, I’m leaving. You can keep this room.”
I say simply, turning around.
“Good night, Maddox. Thanks for the orgasm. I enjoyed it.”
I wink at him before leaving the room and closing the door behind me.
I heard a hard thud, like something colliding with the wall.
I grinned.
Now, I could sleep peacefully.