Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28150 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28150 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 141(@200wpm)___ 113(@250wpm)___ 94(@300wpm)
No! He couldn’t accept what she’d told him. Maybe his servants had used Calliope’s daughter to their advantage, but she couldn’t fake her responses. When she moaned for him, it seemed like she meant it. When she told him how much she’d wanted him, that had been real too. His anger grew into a raging beast, so strong he could almost see it.
Blaze wanted to scream and lash out, but instead, he stalked back over to where she sat. “Liar!”
Calliope gasped, quickly looking away from him. Her body started to tremble. “I’m sorry.”
“Not as sorry as you will be if you don’t admit the truth to me. Admit to me that you want me as much as I want you!” he yelled.
Raising her chin, she looked him square in the eye but didn’t say a word.
So she was challenging him? He’d show her exactly who was in charge. “So you think I’m a monster? You think I’m repulsive. Fine. I’ll show you how repulsive I can be.” Fumbling with his pants, he undid them just enough to free his cock which was already hard and ready for Calliope’s pussy. Plopping down on the bench, he looked at her. “Come sit on my cock.”
Her eyes widened. “But… anyone could walk out here,” she argued.
“So what? This is my palace, and I can do what I want, where I want. And right now I want you to come sit on my cock. Or shall I have a talk with Tuk about your precious little London?” He knew he shouldn’t have said it, but he’d never been angrier in his life.
She stood up abruptly. “Just as I thought,” she muttered softly. Fists clenching at her sides, she stared at him long and hard for several moments. Then she started to slide her billowing skirts down her hips.
“Slower. And I want you to unhook the bra first. When you sit on my member I’m going to want to suck those firm breasts of yours while you ride me. Don’t deprive me of the show this time. You so like putting on a show, don’t you, Calliope?”
He didn’t wait for her to answer as he noticed her shaking. Whether from embarrassment or anger, he couldn’t tell. He continued to taunt her. “Take your time undressing for me. I want to see that I got my money’s worth.” Even to his own ears that sounded harsh, but he was beyond reasoning right now. He wanted to pay her back for hurting him. Were those tears glistening in her eyes? No, he was just imagining them. He had to be.
Calliope took a deep breath and slowly unclipped her bra to reveal two dark perfect breasts his palms itched to fondle. His mouth watered as he eyed the two nearly black peaks crowning the gorgeous mounds.
When she made a move to take her skirt off, he held his hand up to her. “Wait, don’t take it off. Lift it up and show me your cunt.”
Again she hesitated but obeyed him, slowly lifting the sheer material over lean muscled legs and rounded hips.
“Spread your legs a little,” he ordered.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, but she did as she was told.
“Very nice. Now come over here. No, keep the skirt up. Yes, right here,” he whispered, reaching over to run his finger along her slit. “Such a pretty pussy and such a wet one. You may deny that you want me, but your body says otherwise.”
Calliope turned her head away from him, gasping when Blaze inserted two fingers into her wet box, sliding them to the hilt.
“Look at me. I want to see your face as my fingers fuck you.”
“Why are you doing this to me?” she asked, barely above a whisper, voice trembling.
For a brief second, his conscience kicked in but Blaze immediately pushed it back. He’d make her feel the pain he felt before this was all over. It could have been different between the two of them, but this was a choice she’d made.
“I won’t tell you again. Ride my fingers, Calliope,” he said tightly.
She closed her eyes and began to move up and down on his hand, her pussy gushing around his fingers.
“Damn, you’re tight. That’s it. Ride it. Move those hips,” he ordered as he slid another finger in her damp channel, stretching her as far as she’d go. A soft moan escaped her lips and he chuckled, reveling in the fact that she was getting off on this. It vindicated him to know that she wanted him to do this to her. “You like this don’t you, Calliope?”
“Don’t make me say it.”
“Oh, but that’s exactly what I’m going to make you do. Say it or I remove my fingers. I’ll stop right now. So would you rather tell me what I want to hear, or would you rather I stop doing this all together?”