Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 155037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 775(@200wpm)___ 620(@250wpm)___ 517(@300wpm)
Hard.
But she did exactly as Remy said she would. She took all of him and it was fucking amazing.
Holy. Shit.
When his brain started working again, Loki reached down to pick her up, placing her in his lap so her legs were straddling his. Then he ducked down and kissed her.
She shied back and his heart stopped beating.
Oh, fuck. She’d hated it.
Had he tasted awful?
Shit.
“What is it? What’s wrong? Did you hate it? Did I hurt you?”
“No, it’s not that. It’s just . . . you’ll taste yourself.”
And she thought that was a problem?
“Tink, that’s part of what makes it so fucking hot.” He took advantage of her open mouth and kissed her, sliding his tongue between her lips.
A low moan escaped her and she wrapped her arms around his neck as she pressed up against his dick.
That stupid fucker didn’t know when to stay down.
Didn’t he understand that Loki was getting too old for round two so quickly?
Then again . . . he’d had little action over the years so he had a lot of pent-up need.
“Fuck, Tink. You have no idea how hot that was. Or how much I want you to do that again.”
“Right now?” she asked, bouncing on his lap with enthusiasm.
Too much enthusiasm. He groaned, grabbing her hips to hold her still. She froze.
“Oh my God! Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry! Do you need an ice pack? I’ll get an ice pack. Poor Octy.”
“Um, what did you just call my dick?” he asked.
“Octy, it’s short for octopus.” Her cheeks were red.
“Why would you call his dick an octopus?” Remy asked.
“Um, you know, because he rises up from the deep and, um, gets, um, things wet,” she said very quickly.
Loki groaned. That was terrible. Truly terrible.
“Oh no, you’re in pain,” she said. “Let me get an ice pack.”
“I’m in pain because you just gave my dick a truly terrible nickname,” Loki told her. “You call him that again, and I’ll pop your ass.”
“Hey, that’s not nice. That’s not a rule.”
“It is now.” Loki gave her a firm look before he smiled. “You sucked my dick.”
“And I did a damn good job too.” A self-satisfied grin filled her face and he barked out a laugh, drawing her close.
“You sure did, Tink.”
Then his gaze hit Remy’s.
There was heat there. Satisfaction. And something else. Maybe a hint of loneliness.
Loki didn’t like that.
“So again?” she asked.
Loki turned his attention back to Isa. “No, brat. Give a man some time to catch his breath.”
She pouted.
He moved his mouth to her ear. “Although if you want to give a blow job to someone . . .”
“Oh hell, yes.” She turned in his lap, her knee just narrowly missing his dick.
Then she slid off his lap. This time she slid onto her knees more gracefully. And then she tilted her head back to look up at Remy.
“Please, Sir. Can I suck your dick?”
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Fuck. Him.
He’d asked Loki what his blowjob fantasy was.
But this might just be Remy’s.
His gorgeous girl, kneeling at his feet, asking him permission to take his cock in her mouth.
What man wouldn’t want that?
Except no other man could have her. Only him.
And Loki.
A surge of possessiveness filled him. “You’re ours, baby girl.”
Her eyes flared at the nickname. That’s what she was. His baby. His Princess.
“Yes,” she whispered.
“All ours. Ours to fuck. To punish. To cherish and protect. Don’t ever take that from us.”
“I’ll try not to.”
“You look so beautiful, baby girl. Thank you.”
Confusion filled her face. “For what?”
“For being you.” He cupped the side of her face. “As much as I want to slide my dick between those luscious lips of yours, I’m not going to tonight.”
“Why not?”
Why not? Maybe because he was an idiot.
But also because this was her first time doing something like this with Loki. It should be special between the two of them. And he was just lucky he got to be here to guide her.
He had no doubt that next time, Loki would take more of a lead. Right now, the guy had the goofiest smile on his face.
Yeah, Remy couldn’t wait to experience that.
But he didn’t want to push his girl too far too fast.
He and Isa were at a different place and that was okay. She and Loki had been heading toward this for years. He couldn’t even manage the amount of control and restraint it must have taken from both of them.
“Because this is about you and Loki,” he murmured. “I think it’s probably best I go.”
“But I don’t want you to go.” She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his legs. He nearly stumbled. Fuck. That was close.
Loki stood up, reaching for him as well. He gave him a look of gratitude.
“Baby, be careful!” he told her. “You nearly knocked me over.”
“Oh no, I’m so sorry! I’m sorry! I could have hurt you! Shit. I’m doing this all wrong.” She jumped to her feet and before he could grab her, she’d taken off into the bedroom.