HIS DOE, HIS DAMNATION (An Erotic Billionaire Romance) novel Chapter 168

CHAPTER 0168

Meadow’s POV:

After Alaric released my legs and let me down onto the floor, my legs could barely work. I was starstruck, overly sensitive and in awe of the man standing before me. The control he held and the way he looked at me like I was the most important person in the world all while punishing me like I was the most stubborn.

I was shaking, my ass raw from the strokes he’d given me, core pulsing and still aching for release. My inner thighs were soaked and every nerve had become sensitive.

And he hadn’t even fucked me yet.

Alaric’s gaze dropped to my nipples, which still had the nipple clamps attached to them, and he stuck his tongue out and swiped it along his bottom lip.

I swallowed as he yanked me forward, leaning in. And just when I thought he was about to kiss me, he snapped the hooks of my bra open from behind–it had been sitting beneath my breasts all this while.

A soft gasp escaped my mouth when his lips brushed against mine lightly… so light. And then he turned around and walked ahead of me, his steps slow and steady as he climbed up to the podium at the other end of the room.

The first thing he did was take off his shirt. My heart stuttered as I watched his muscles ripple, his tattoos somehow more pronounced underneath the lighting.

And then I followed his hands as they reached for the zipper of his pants. Alaric kept his eyes on me, smirking when he noticed the expression on my face.

I was impatient. I wanted to go over there and take what I wanted instead of letting him tease me. But I knew that if I did that, Alaric would punish me again.

And possibly not let me cum.

And god. I wanted to cum. So badly.

“You like this?” he murmured. I could hear him from where I was–that was how pin–drop silent the room was. “Watching me strip for you?”

Biting down hard on my bottom lip, I nodded. “Yes.”

He pushed the waistband of his pants down along with his boxer briefs, and my jaw dropped so fucking hard.

Not as hard as his cock was though.

God.

Oh my fucking god.

It felt like I was seeing him for the first time all over again–the thickness, the curve, the ladder piercing glinting from underneath the shaft.

And then, he lowered himself to the throne like he was… royalty. Like it was made for him.

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Which it was, obviously.

I was his to command at this point. His subject. All the air escaped my lungs at the sight of him spreading his legs wide, his cock… hard.

So.

Fucking.

Hard.

Before my brain could catch up, I was already lowering myself to the floor, getting on my knees for him. He didn’t ask me to crawl, but I wanted to.

I needed to.

I couldn’t see the expression on his gaze from where I stood, but I noticed the way his jaw clenched.

Definitely not from annoyance.

Slowly, and on shaky limbs, I began to crawl forward, the cool floor beneath my knees grounding me just enough to keep my head clear, but not enough to fight the haze of submission that clouded my thoughts.

When I got to where he sat, I licked my lips, refusing to take my eyes off of his. The look I saw in his another burst of heat to shoot down to my core, gathering there.

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Alaric leaned back in the throne, his hands gripping the armrests as he regarded me. “Go on,” he murmured.” Show me just how much you love being at my feet, doe.”

I didn’t hesitate for one second.

Not even for half a second.

I moved closer, wrapping one hand around the base of his cock before I started to guide him to my mouth. And the second I swirled my tongue around the head, he let out a quiet groan that sent a satisfying jolt through my spine.

I took my time, coating him with my saliva before sliding him into my mouth inch by inch, savoring every second, and every muscle twitch.

Alaric’s groan was long and loud, and his hand immediately gripped my hair tightly, pushing me down even further until I almost had all of him in my mouth.

“That’s it,” he hissed. “Take it fucking deep, baby, just like that. Relax that throat for me so I can fuck it.”

I started to shut my eyes but he shook his head in the negative, wordlessly warning me to keep my eyes open.

“I want you to watch me while you choke on this cock, Meadow,” he breathed, clenching his jaw when I involuntarily swallowed the head. “Fuckkkkk.”

He let me pull back when I nearly gagged, and I took a few deep breaths, feeling some drool slide down the corners of my mouth.

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“Such a good fucking girl for me, aren’t you, baby?” he rasped. I didn’t even get to respond before he was guiding my head back to his cock. I parted my lips, taking him in again.

“Deeper,” Alaric growled.

I moaned around him and obeyed.

“Just like that,” he praised, voice low and thick with heat. “Fuck, you look so good with your mouth full, doe.”

My eyelids fluttered and my fingers grazed his balls before I began to massage them.

The more I sucked, the more I lost myself in the pleasure. I loved this. Loved him. Loved tasting him, pleasing him, knowing that I could wreck him with only my tongue.

“Fuck,” Alaric hissed one more time, his grip tightening around my hair just before he started to thrust upward. The piercings glided along my tongue continuously as he choked me with his cock.

“So fucking angelic,” he murmured. “So damn beautiful. I will never be able to get enough of you, you realize that, right, baby?”

My mouth was too full to respond so I only moaned.

I let Alaric use my mouth the way he wanted, bracing myself with my hands on his knees as he fucked my mouth with vigor.

When he hit the back of my throat and I gagged, he grunted and pulled my head back slightly.

His eyes burned with lust, jaw clenched as he bit out: “I’m gonna fucking cum. And we can’t have that right now, can we, love?”

I swiped the back of my palm across my mouth, shaking my head and hoping that he was going to finally fuck

me now.

“Come here,” he rasped. “Get up. Now.”

I didn’t waste any time.