Page 67 of In Service to the Duke

Sentimental, to be sure, but with her so completely incoherent, I find myself softening toward her once more. She is incapable of lying to me. She’s incapable of using her wiles to trap me. I’m already here, wrapped up in her little web.

As I undo her other arm, I snake my hand out and grab her hair. Her small yelp as I direct her attention back to me makes my cock harden again. Though I’m not completely in the throes of a rut yet, my reactions are certainly far greater than normal.

“Open your mouth for me, Governess.” Unable to resist my commands, her mouth drops open. “That’s a good girl. Such a bloody good girl for me.”

I angle my cock over to her and hold it just in front of her lips. When she licks them, her tongue brushes against my tip so lightly I wonder if I’m actually feeling it. Her moan, however, tells me she certainly did.

Wrapping her hair around my fist, I hold her back, not wishing for her to injure either of us in her need to taste me. “Keep your mouth open and stick out your tongue for me.”

As her small, pink tongue descends from her lips, my balls clench and my knot tightens. I’m not going to last very long with her. That much is clear. The need to spread her open and pound into her slams into my brain, but I still wish to give her at least some sort of introduction into the sensual arts before rutting away.

Gripping the upper part of my shaft, I slide my head against her tongue, a groan of satisfaction vibrating through my body as I feel the rough sensations gliding over my sensitive tip. I pant right along with her as I rock my hips back and forth. God, but she’s such a delightful little omega.

If I had realized how amazing this would feel between us, I would have trapped her long ago, long before her scandalous actions came to light. Then, I could have indulged her body at any point, allowing myself to feel these intimate moments between us whenever I wanted.

“Open a bit wider, sweetling,” I rasp out, needing to feel the heat of her mouth enveloping my shaft as I defile it.

She opens as wide as she can, but it’s still a tight fit. Panic widens her eyes and sours the air as I ease my way inside. Gritting my teeth, I force myself to go slow and easy. It’s the hardest damn thing I’ve ever had to do.

Soon, I reach the back of her throat. It convulses around my tip, fluttering and squeezing as she gags. Stars shoot behind my closed eyelids as I drink in the sensations of her struggling to accommodate me.

God, but it’s intoxicating. I will never tire of feeling this. Pulling out, I allow her to get some air, but ease right back in as soon as I can. Her fingers claw at me as I go in a bit deeper, causing the muscles to spasm around me. Soft whines vibrate through her throat, humming along my shaft.

All it does is add to the eroticism of the moment. I crave this mastery over her, this dominion I possess. I never want it to end. Her body was made for this, made for me, and I plan on taking full advantage.

She looks up at me, tears welling in her eyes as saliva drips down my shaft. She’s never looked more beautiful to me than at this moment. Pulling her head forward, I push in until her lips stretch out taut around my massive girth.

What was once a pretty pink is now pale, almost white, as her mouth reaches its limit nearly halfway down my shaft. Honestly, I wasn’t expecting her to be able to take even that much of me. It’s astonishing, really.

But her frantic movements threaten to harm me. “Cease this struggling. Your teeth will unman me for sure.”

I take advantage of the confusion flooding through her to pull back out where it’s safe. With a soft smile, I run my thumb over her swollen bottom lip, drinking in the hazy expression in her eyes. Once her breathing is even, I ease in again.

“You’re doing so good for me, love,” I croon, infusing a soft purr in my words. “Keep taking my cock just like that. Cry, beg, and plead all you want, but this mouth, and every other hole you possess now belongs to me. I will do with them as I see fit. Stop fighting me, sweetling. It will only make it more difficult for you to accommodate me.”

Reaching up, I glide my fingers down her throat, forcing her to swallow. My eyes nearly cross at the white-hot pleasure zipping down my cock and into my balls. Groaning, I hold her head in place as I rock in and out.

“See, what you do to me,” I grind out. I do my best to keep my movements small and gentle, but the need to pour my seed down her throat, to see the war of fear and pleasure in her eyes as I force myself in, overrides all rational thought. “Your mouth feels so fucking good. Just like that, love. Bloody hell,” I cry out, grabbing her head to hold her still. “Just like that.”

Arousal perfumes the air as I control her movements. Soon, she laps at my underside, her tongue undulating every time she tries to swallow. No longer is there any hint of fear. All that surrounds us is lust, hunger, and unadulterated need.

“Touch yourself. Where my tongue was earlier. God, Emma, I need to feel your mouth convulse around me as you reach your release.” My mind is so far gone, I don’t even realize I called her by her Christian name.

She obeys my command, her touch tentative as she shuffles beneath me. I feel the hesitancy in her movements as her hand works between us. Soon, soft, delicious moans pepper the air, muffled by my cock in her mouth.

Her body writhes underneath mine as her eyes roll back in pleasure. Every line is tight in her face and body. It won’t be long now. I can feel the desperation pouring from her as her fingers quicken their movements.

Whether it’s the first time she’s brought herself to orgasm, I cannot tell, but there seems to be something which holds her back. A let out a soft growl, not anything too demanding, but enough that it ripples over her body, adding to the sensations of her fingers and my cock stuffing her mouth.

The only thought in my mind is feeling the pleasure surge from her and into me. Her movements are tentative, but there’s no mistaking the soft cries of pleasure as they hum against my shaft. It enhances everything, making every nerve come to life. Groaning, I continue to invade her mouth, fucking her with far more abandon than earlier.

With her pleasure keeping her mind elsewhere, I can push her boundaries a bit more. Pushing her to the breaking point, I surge forward in her mouth as far as I can before pulling back before she can heave on me. We both strain toward that final peak.

Her movements become a bit more erratic, and I know she’ll come soon. Blazes, but it’s hard to hold back when she sounds like this, smells like this, and looks at me like this. Desperate moans seep out from around my cock as her hips jut in the air as she continues to stroke her clit.

Sweat slides down my back as I pump in and out, using her mouth with little care. Her body jerks as she nears her completion. Growling, I force her body to bend to my will. Eyes wide, she stares at me as her orgasm crashes over her.

As her body bucks back and forth, her mouth closes tighter around my shaft. She sucks hard, doing her best not to bite me as she undulates back and forth. A growl rips from my throat as my balls clench hard, sending cum surging up my cock and into her awaiting throat.