Frost Fae (Dark Fae Kings #2) - Meg Xuemei X Page 0,53

hard cock.

He let me have an eyeful, his large hands cupping my heavy breasts, his skillful fingers kneading my perky nipples before his mouth took my left nipple. He suckled it hard, sending a tingling sensation all over me. Then he moved to suck the other one, his teeth grazing over it. I arched my back, my need for him searing inside. He moved me around roughly until I found my legs resting on his broad shoulders and his tongue lapping at my swollen clit.

I moaned his name. His tongue traced down toward my slit eagerly, twirling around it before brushing open my plump folds and thrusting into my heat.

“Yes, Ryds,” I cried. “I want more.”

“Can’t wait to be fucked, little mate?” he asked hoarsely, lust lacing his rich voice. “I’ll show you how the Night King fucks, and I’ll show you how the King of Nightmare Court claims this tight, hot pussy.”

My blood raced at the wicked promise while ice also coursed through me. I’d been betrayed by a male who claimed to cherish me. I’d been fucked, but I didn’t plan to be fucked again, no matter how much my body begged to be used by the gorgeous, powerful specimen in front of me.

“No, fairy boy,” I purred like a vixen, a hint of revenge in my voice. “You won’t fuck me. Instead, I’ll fuck you. Tonight, you’re mine.”

The Fae kings were so used to taking what they wanted, but I wouldn’t let any of them take more from me. From now on, I would do the taking.

Rydstrom smirked, wicked promise sparkling in his sapphire eyes.

My heart pounded. I wiggled my ass out of his grip, landed with a knee on the cot, and pushed him down. He made no effort to resist but lay on his back, watching me with amusement and lust, his hands resting behind his head.

His every hard line was perfection and temptation. I straddled him, my hands exploring his skin, tracing the hard plane of his stomach. This savagely beautiful male body would be mine, mine to play with and use.

“Your body is made for me,” I declared, though I didn’t sound as badass as I planned.

“Is that so?”

“Mine to use and mine to fuck,” I said, more firmly.

“Then fuck me and use it however you want,” he said, his sensual laughter coiling around me. “Let’s see what you’ve got, Eve.”

I narrowed my eyes at his teasing challenge, yet I felt hotter than ever.

The Night King knew what I wanted after what I’d gone through.

I’d wanted him the moment I laid eyes on him, the moment he stared down at me from the balcony of his steel and glass office, his phantom wings arching above his shoulders.

He’d made the others tremble in fear, yet he made my pussy clench with liquid fire.

I stroked his demanding cock that pricked hard against my butt.

“You’ll get fucked soon,” I said, half-smirking and half-snarling, “and on my terms.”

Rydstrom’s chest rumbled with a low chuckle. Soon he wouldn’t be laughing because I wasn’t joking. I heaved up my ass and moved to sit on his muscled thighs while staring down at his massive manhood. His powerful, gorgeous cock mesmerized me. A clear drop of liquid beaded on its slit. I wanted to lick it off, and from the scorching need in the Night King’s hooded eyes, I knew how badly he wanted me to put his cock into my mouth.

But I had a different plan. Tonight, it wasn’t about his pleasure; it was about mine and my dominance. Tonight, I’d use the Night King to erase every scent and trace the cold bastard Winter King had left on my skin.

My palm wrapped around Rydstrom’s mighty cock, though I could hold only half its girth. No matter, my fingers squeezed it hard, pumping its length up and down.

He growled in harsh pleasure, which only excited me more.

I licked my lips, gazing down at him with pure, predatory lust. A human male would have run from me at this point, but Rydstrom would never run. And I had the Fae king pinned down and trapped beneath me.

He stared at my bare pussy with unbridled desire as I played with him, rubbing my wetness up and down against the side of his massive shaft.

Another bead of moisture formed on his slit. His cock jerked in response to my teasing and taunting, straining to get into my wet heat.

I smirked and lifted my hips, positioning my entrance above the thick head of