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“Hail Marys,” he rasped in between swipes of his tongue, his eyes flashing darkly.

I struggled to remember the words.

“Hail Mary, Mother of…” I mumbled the words in disjointed order. “... pray for us sinners… Oh, God… Please…”

He slipped a finger inside my entrance and a tremor shot through me when his teeth grazed my clit, then licked and sucked it while his finger moved in and out of me, again and again.

“Yes… yes…” I panted, grinding against his face and finger, my pussy practically smothering him.

Maybe my issue this entire time was that I needed someone to devour me, or maybe I just needed this man?

His mouth left me and his smoldering gaze found mine. “Who took what was mine, Sienna?”

“W-what?” I mumbled against his palm.

“Who took your virginity?” I tried to rock against him but his grip stilled me, making it impossible to move. He smiled darkly as he pulled out his finger, knowing exactly what he was doing.

“Give me his name.”

My eyes narrowed to slits, and I was about to tell him off when he plunged two fingers inside me hard. His mouth was back on my clit, licking and sucking, while he moved his fingers in and out of my pussy. Faster and faster.

“Tyran,” I choked out, biting into his palm. His movements slowed and he moved his hand from my mouth. Frustrated, I tugged at his hair. “Don’t stop.”

Our gazes locked. “Name.”

“First, make me come,” I breathed, unwilling to negotiate, but I needed this release. “Please, Ty. Please… please…”

“Goddammit, I can’t resist you,” he growled, then dipped his tongue inside me again.

His blue eyes burned into me as he sucked me. His fingers inside me curled, sending shockwave after shockwave to my center, and the flames grew hotter. His laps grew harder, igniting a deep, hot pressure, and then the pressure exploded, blazing through me like an inferno.

I cried out, my fingers scraping over Tyran’s head as I ground myself against his mouth, seeking more of his tongue and the fingers teasing my sensitive inner walls.

His fingers continued to pump slowly in and out of me. The fire had dissipated into languid heat while we watched each other.

Tyran lifted his head, glistening from my desire, and I knew we weren’t done yet. Not by a long shot.

SIXTEEN

TYRAN

“Now, I want the name,” I growled, still on my knees and my fingers inside her. My balls ached, dying for a release, but I ignored my needs. I was on a mission now.

“I… I…”

She rocked her hips against my hand, and judging by the haze in her eyes, she was building up to the edge again. I smiled darkly, pleased not to see a hint of panic. We’d work slowly toward me binding her to the bed, gagging her, and fucking her senseless.

“Why do you want to know, Tyran?” she breathed, her eyes fluttering shut.

“Because another man who touched”—never mind fucked her—“you, isn’t allowed to walk this earth.”

“It didn’t mean anything.”

“Then give me the name.”

Her hips moved faster and her breathing turned shallow.

“No… ohhh… God, I’m gonna—” I stilled, pulled out my fingers from her wet core, and got up. Her eyes opened and she shook her head. “Why did you stop?”