A Forced Contract Marriage with the Devil novel Chapter 29

Chapter 29

It drove me to lick more roughly and faster, and he never tore his eyes from mine as I watched him near the edge of

release.

“Fuck,” he hissed out, pulling my head forward.

He looked so sexy right then, it made me get more into it and start… to enjoy it more.

I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock as he came inside my mouth, making me gag immediately. He kept my head

in place, leaving me no choice but to swallow some of his cum down my throat.

I coughed out instantly as he released his hold on my hair. I took that moment to spit out the rest of his cum, letting it drip onto the floor in front of me.

“You’re an asshole.” I rubbed my mouth with the back of my hand as I glared up at him.

He smirked and rubbed his chest with a nearby towel. “I’ve been called worse.”

“You did good. With practice, you’ll be sucking my cock like a professional.”

I rolled my eyes and ignored him as I stood up to grab a nearby towel. “Fuck you,” I muttered, wiping my face. “Do you

have to put it like that?”

How was this big monster going to fit in my ass that time?!

I looked up at him, only to see him glaring at me as if to say, Do it, or I’ll shove it down your throat.

I swallowed hard, my throat already sore from what he had just put me through. My jaw ached, but the look in his eyes

told me he wasn’t done.

He reached down, gripping my chin between his fingers, forcing me to hold his gaze. “You’re not backing out now, are you?” His voice was deep, rough, full of amusement.

I scowled, yanking my face away. “I never said I was.”

His smirk widened as he leaned back against the bed, spreading his legs in invitation. “Then get to work.”

I clenched my fists, my pride warring with the strange heat pooling in my stomach. This was humiliating, but a twisted part of me didn’t hate it as much as I should have. I hated him, but I wanted to prove s

thing, to him, to myself.

Slowly, I crawled back between his legs, my fingers trailing up his thighs. His cock was still half–hard, glistening from

earlier. The sheer size of it made my throat tighten in anticipation.

“Don’t just stare at it,” He taunted, his fingers threading into my hair again. “I don’t have all night.”

I shot him a glare before wrapping my hand around his length, feeling him twitch under my touch. He was already getting hard again. My tongue darted out, tasting him, and I swore I felt him shudder.

His grip in my hair tightened. “Good boy.”

Something about the way he said it sent a sharp jolt of heat through me. I hated that. I hated that my body reacted to him

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at all.

Determined not to give him the satisfaction of knowing what effect he had on me, I took him deeper, ignoring the way my throat protested. His groan filled the room, and for a brief second, I felt powerful again.

But then he pulled me off him abruptly, leaving me gasping for air.

“What the- I started, but he cut me off with a wicked grin.

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