My Alpha's Betrayal: Burning In The Flames Of His Vengeance

28. In His Arms YILEYNA 

His lips brushed my pussy in a sensual slow kiss, his tongue flicking out, making me whimper as pleasure rushed through me. My cheeks felt hot, and I didn’t know how to feel knowing he was so close to me down there.

His hand ran along my thigh, as he slowly ran his tongue between my soaking slit.

Goddess, the sensation was too powerful.

My chest was heaving, if he hadn’t shoved my panties in my mouth, I knew I would already be a moaning mess. The moment his tongue found my clit, my eyes flew open, and I grabbed his hair as pleasure washed through me.

“I think you’re not getting the idea here.” He whispered, pulling away. 

“If you want me to continue, I want you to keep your hands to yourself.”

I couldn’t respond even if I wanted to, because I knew for a fact he wouldn’t be pleased if I removed the panties from my mouth. So instead, I nodded and placed my hands on my stomach.

He reached up, ripping the shirt down the middle, and yanked it off me, leaving me entirely naked in front of him. His eyes flashed gold as he looked me over, pulling me up by the back of my head and removing the shirt completely.

“I prefer you naked.” He murmured, running his knuckles down the centre of my neck and over my left breast, my hard nipple feeling extra sensitive where his fingers grazed it.

My eyes fluttered shut, he had once again succeeded in getting me where he wanted. I may have control over him, but he had the very same control over me. His hand was on my stomach, my core throbbing in need when he suddenly let go of me. Picking up the torn shirt, he turned me and pushed me down on the bed. Then, to my surprise, he used the shirt to tie my hands together.

I gasped when he spanked my ass once before flipping me back onto my back, my hands now tied behind me. I wriggled a little, resting my wrists under the small of my back

He stood over me and I wished he was naked.

to tell him to take his shirt off, but I couldn’t. Instead, I could only watch as he went down once more. This time he wasn’t slow or gentle. He used one hand to part my lips and then his tongue was ravishing me. I moaned as he flicked my clit hard and then sucked on it, pressing my legs wide open against the bed before plunging his tongue straight into my slick folds, pleasuring me so fucking

his face, the pleasure growing with each passing moment,

allowing the pleasure to consume me entirely. I felt powerless and I loved it, giving in to Theon and his dominant

and my entire body convulsed with the pleasure that electrocuted my frame, making me let out a muffled groan. He moved back his finger, replacing his tongue as he rubbed my clit, his thumb

little whore… Look at how fucking turned on you are…” I heard him murmur

felt mortified, my heart thundering, but when a satisfied smirk crossed his lips and

yanking me off the bed until only my shoulders were on the mattress and ran his tongue along my soaking pussy, taking one

was still trembling from that incredible

He asked, tilting his head as

cheeks were burning, but he

“Good.”

I gasped, breathing hard as

was expecting that anyway. I wanted to taste him, see him melt with pleasure above me. He turned

trust you

do you mean?” I pouted. He came over and gripped my jaw,

doubt you would know what to do… Tell me little storm, how many cocks have you taken in this pretty little mouth? None right?”

more than you can count actually.” I lied with a roll of my

going to lie, at least make it believable.” He smirked mockingly, slipping his thumb into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it, sucking on it and enjoying the way his eyes darkened as

to take your cock

seductively before he slipped his thumb out, his dangerously

kiss him, but I couldn’t… I stretched my shoulders as I wiped my thighs with the torn shirt. Theon’s habit of

almost as if he wanted me, but at the same time, he didn’t want to let his

panties, satin, floral red pajama bottoms and a matching cami with it. I pulled on another shirt just as Theon exited the bathroom. He had washed his face, but it was clear he still had a hard-on in his pants. I walked past him without a word, knowing that when I stepped out, he’d be gone. I quickly washed my legs and dried myself before getting dressed and leaving the bathroom. Re -entering my bedroom, I froze to see Theon laying on the bed, his arms behind his