Sancte Diaboli Part One (The Elite King’s Club #6) Read Online Amo Jones

Categories Genre: Dark, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors: Series: The Elite King's Club Series by Amo Jones
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Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 102693 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 513(@200wpm)___ 411(@250wpm)___ 342(@300wpm)
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His fingers dip beneath the waistband of my pants, his fingers teasing the upper edge, over my pelvic bone. His other hand comes to the front of my throat as he tips my head backward and runs one finger down the chambers of my throat. “I need this open…”

I stretch my mouth wide for him. When he picks me up by my feet and throws me onto the bed, the covers melt around my body. I can’t see a thing, with the light completely cut off. He tugs off the cover and I lift, allowing him to toss it wherever he does. His hands are on my knees, stretching me wide, and I prop up onto my elbows, my chest rising and falling with anticipation. The warmth from his lips grazes my inner thigh, his tongue following closely behind. He pushes my other thigh down onto the bed, pinning me down as his other is wrapped around my thigh, propped over his shoulder. I squeeze the sheets in my hand when he licks over the flesh where my thigh meets the middle.

A small moan slips from between my lips when he sinks his teeth into me. “Shit.”

His tongue circles the wound before he trails across and over my middle, where I ache for him most. I’m tossing and turning when his tongue flicks over my clit. His hand that was holding down my thigh is now over my lower belly.

He presses down. “Keep still.”

I groan, fisting the sheets in my hand while arching my back off the mattress. “Can’t.”

He chuckles, and it vibrates through his lips and slaps me across my clit. “Try.” His mouth covers me completely, his tongue pressing against my most sensitive area. Slick, hard and wet, he licks me over and over until the fire that is in my belly explodes and spreads throughout my body, embers dancing at the backs of my eyes.

Finally he lets go, and I hear his belt and jeans fall to the floor before he’s hovering over my body. I reach up, but I can’t find him.

“Turn the light on,” I say through heavy breaths.

“You don’t want to see me right now.”

“Lies,” I whisper, finally finding the back of his neck. I pull him down on top of me, and instead of fighting it like I expected him to, his nose grazes mine. “I’ll take you however I can get you.”

His lips are on mine, his tongue swiping inside of my mouth and I raise my hips to his. The tip of his cock presses against my entrance, but he doesn’t stop kissing me. When his hips thrust forward and every inch of him is filling me to the hilt, he bites down on my lower lip and pulls back. “Fuck, Saint…”

I wrap my legs around his waist, not wanting him any farther away from me than he has been. I need to be completely occupied with him. Overwhelmed with the emotions that are running wild inside of me, I drag my nails over his back, his muscles clenching.

He snaps, his thrusts becoming urgent, fast. He drives into me until I feel him hit the tip of my cervix. I cry out, but he catches the words with his mouth, and his tongue is back inside mine.

Leaning up, he draws out of me, lifting me by my hips and flipping me onto my stomach. He wraps my hair in his fist and tugs on it roughly, until the skin on my throat flexes. “Up.”

I press my knees into the mattress as he runs his hand over the edge of my spine. “Fuck. I need to see this.” He grabs his phone and turns the flashlight on.

I turn to look over my shoulder, flicking my hair to the side. “That’s not fair. I still can’t see you…”

“Life with me will never be fair.” He tosses his phone onto the floor, allowing some light to bounce off the shadows, before his fingers are digging into my hips and he’s directing me over him. I stretch over the metal of his piercings, clenching and pulling with every inch he buries inside of me.

“Oh my God.” I bite down on the inside of my cheek to stop myself from screaming. I feel everything. The pleasure that tantalizes the pain. It’s a constant tug-of-war of which one will win. His pelvis hits my ass cheeks and I gasp, falling down onto the mattress while keeping my butt high in the air. He pulls out before driving back in. He continues with this slow pace, until I’ve relaxed around him, the sound of my wetness mixing with his. He speeds up, slamming into me relentlessly. I feel my stomach twist and turn as my heart rate speeds up again. I’m so close. So fu—I explode around him when his finger comes to my nipple. He pinches roughly, leaning over my back and sinking his teeth into my shoulder as he releases inside of me, his heavy body on mine.


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