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.

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,

pleasure growing with each passing moment, but he kept me pinned down. Fuck, he was

my eyes, allowing the pleasure to consume me entirely. I felt powerless and I loved it,

orgasm was building, the knot in my core growing. When his thumb penetrated me, his tongue flicking my clit, my orgasm ripped through me making my eyes fly open. My back arched 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

how fucking turned on you are…” I heard him murmur huskily as my juices squirted all over him,

when a satisfied smirk crossed his lips and he slapped my pussy hard, I

hips, yanking me off the bed until only my shoulders were on the mattress and ran his tongue along my soaking pussy, taking one long lick of my juices before he dropped

still trembling from

me… apology accepted?” He asked, tilting his head as

were burning, but he simply replied with a single word that

“Good.”

breathing hard as I stared at the hard shaft in his pants.

I wanted to taste him, see him melt with pleasure above me. He turned away,

trust you

mean?” I pouted. He came over and gripped my

storm, how many

you can count actually.” I lied with

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

handsome, you want me to take your cock in my mouth. Just admit

I didn’t say anything, sucking on his thumb seductively before he slipped his thumb out, his dangerously cold

for another day.” He reached behind me and untied me. Our eyes met, and I just wanted to kiss him, but I couldn’t… I stretched my shoulders as I wiped my thighs with the torn shirt. Theon’s habit of ripping stuff was not good. He stood up and walked

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

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