Page 81 of In Darkness We Claim

When she speeds up, bobbing up and down on my cock as she twists her wrist around the base, dragging moans from my throat that I can’t hold back, even if I want to, I lose the last of my control. I fist my hand in her hair, pulling the red curly strands into my palm, so none of it is blocking my incredibly sexy view.

As I tighten my hold on her hair, Harper lets out a soft whimper with my dick still in her mouth, which seems to vibrate against my shaft, causing my balls to tingle with excitement. I then use my hold on her head to control her movement, giving me the illusion that I’m in control, when we both know her and her fucking mouth have all the power.

Once she pulls all the way back, her lips wrapped around the tip as she once again swirls her tongue around my slit, I press down on her head, making it clear I want her to swallow me again. When she thinks she’s reached her limit, I apply pressure to the back of her head with my fist, forcing her down just a bit more.

When my gorgeous girl has all of me in her throat, I keep the pressure on the back of her head, holding her in position, even though she tries to push against me. With my cock filling her throat, restricting her breathing, she quickly starts to panic, her wide eyes staring up at me as she hits my thigh with her hand.

As her eyes fill with tears, her cheeks becoming even redder, I pull back on her hair, lifting her off my cock. Harper drags in several frantic gasps of air, as a few stray tears trail down her cheeks, alongside the saliva that’s dripping over her chin.

Harper glares at me, but says nothing. I drag her back towards my dick, and this time she seems almost hesitant. I place my free hand on her cheek and swipe away the rogue tears that have fallen.

“I know you think you couldn’t breathe, but I promise, you could. You couldn’t breathe through your mouth, but nothing was obstructing your nose. You could have pulled in all the air you needed by breathing through your nose, but you got lost in your own head, and panic set in.”

She pauses for a moment, her expression softening as she tilts her head to the side, no doubt going over what just happened to see if what I’m saying is true. When she lets out a soft huff, followed by a sigh, I can’t help but smirk now that she knows I’m not lying.

“I did panic,” she admits through gritted teeth.

“Well, now you can try again, but this time, breathe through your nose.”

As the words leave my lips, I pull her back down onto my dick, and Harper sticks her tongue out, guiding me deeper into the velvet heat of her throat. Once I’m buried as deep as I can go, she grabs hold of my thighs, her tear-filled eyes staring up at me.

I watch in amazement as the delicate pulse of her throat moves with each swallow, a maddening suction coiling around my shaft. Her eyes, once wide with panic, now glint with a fierce light as her nostrils flare, drawing in the air she needs with a sharp, audible gasp.

When I pull back on her hair, she slides all the way off my cock, leaving a string of saliva between her lips and the tip, which she quickly swipes away with her tongue. She gasps for air, her lungs no doubt burning, but I don’t give her any more than a couple of seconds before I push her back down again.

I only manage to repeat this a couple more times before a tingling sensation spreads through my balls, and I realise I can’t hold back my release any longer. So, I focus on thrusting into her mouth, feeling her hand twisting around the base as I edge closer to my release.

She looks up at me through hooded eyes when I pull back on her hair, making sure she keeps my cock in her mouth as I tell her, “I’m going to come, and you’re going to swallow every last drop.”

Harper gives me a small nod before continuing to work my dick, pushing me closer and closer to my release. It doesn’t take long, and when it hits me, I’m not able to hold back. A guttural grunt escapes me as my fingers dig into her hair, a sharp sting no doubt blooming against her scalp as I secure her in place.

Spurts of cum fill her throat, and I pull back just enough for some to land on her tongue instead, ensuring she tastes all of me. Like the fucking good girl she is, Harper swallows everything I give her, licking and sucking her way through my orgasm, pulling out every drop.

My body shudders as the last of my release hits, and I let out a groan when it finally subsides, every part of me sagging into the bed. I can’t help but smile when Harper pulls off my spent cock, a coy smile on her face as she shyly lifts her fingers to her lips to wipe away the drops of my cum that are seeping out of the sides.

She takes me by surprise when she places the fingers in her mouth, devouring every taste of me she can get, and despite just having the most earth-shattering release, my dick twitches at the sight. I can’t help but chuckle at this girl’s ability to surprise me, and I reach over and pull her into my arms, placing a kiss against her forehead.

Harper settles into position next to me, her body moulded against mine as she wraps her arm over my body, her cheek on my chest. I wrap my arm around her shoulders, pulling her in even closer, and we both let out a contented sigh, as if we’ve been doing this forever.

Even though my eyes feel heavy, I don’t allow sleep to pull me under, as I don’t have time for that. A quick glance at the clock on the wall in front of me confirms we’re already running late, but I wasn’t going to stop Harper’s blowjob for anything.

When I feel her relax against me, like she’s about to fall asleep, I jolt her a little to keep her awake. “Sorry, sweetheart, but we don’t have time to sleep. We need to get dressed; we’re already running late.”

“Where are we going?” she asks, her words cutting off at the end with a yawn.

“We need to see Bram. But first, we need to shower.”

She nods against my chest, yawning again. I don’t blame her. I’ve more than pushed her limits over the last few days. I gave her a couple of days to recover at the cottage after her punishment, but then we had to come back to reality.

I enjoyed having her in my space, watching her find comfort in my place of safety, far more than I should. It scared me how easily she fit into my life, how we seemed to orbit around each other, like we never knew a life before this.

Since arriving back at Crowhurst House the evening before last, I’ve not stopped claiming her. I woke her up several times overnight, so she’s probably had less than four hours sleep. Honestly, I’ve been using sex to distract her at night when she wakes from a nightmare. I know I’m going to have to find a better way to help her, but this is what I have right now.

We will have to talk about what happened with Nigel eventually, as she’s definitely feeling more than she’s letting on, but I’m hoping what I have planned will give her the closure she needs.

I lift her into my arms as I climb out of the bed, loving how small she feels against my muscular frame, and carry her into the bathroom. I sit her on the counter next to the sink as I reach into the shower cubicle, turning the knobs until I get the water to the perfect temperature.

I place both hands on Harper’s cheeks, lifting her head until her sleepy gaze meets mine. “I’m going to take a quick shower first. If we get in the shower together, it will make us even later.”