Vicious Dynasty (Reign & Ruin #3) Read Online Natalie Bennett

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Crime, Dark, Mafia, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Reign & Ruin Series by Natalie Bennett
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Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 80303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
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He sucked and licked, alternating between it and my lips. I felt the tightening in my core and knew I was close to coming. My moans grew louder, I didn’t bother trying to hold them back.

I was right there when he stopped completely and went back to kissing up and down my thighs. He took me right to the edge four times just to stop completely, laughing when I cursed his name.

He swiped his middle and ring finger through my arousal and then slowly eased them inside me, pushing them to the knuckle and slightly curling his fingertips against my sweet spot.

“Holy shit,” I half moaned, half whimpered, grabbing his hair to guide his mouth back to my pussy.

He gave me what I wanted, burying his face between my legs, and lavishing my clit with attention while simultaneously massaging my G-spot. I was lost in what we were doing I almost missed someone stepping out onto the balcony a few rooms down.

The blonde froze when she saw us, her cigarette nearly falling from her mouth. I was going to have bum one when he was done with me.

“Judas.” I ran my fingers through his hair and tried to tell him we had an audience. He didn’t seem to care.

He began to fuck me with his fingers, suckling my clit into his mouth. I lost interest in the wide-eyed woman as I came, moaning uncontrollably as fluid sprayed from my pussy, coating Judas’ knuckles, and wrist.

“Fuck, I love eating your pussy,” he groaned appreciatively and slowly rose up.

I nimbly grabbed the corner of his towel and pulled it free. He stepped closer and grabbed my hand, guiding it to the base of his solid cock. I ran my thumb over his smooth tip and urged him closer with my other hand.

“Put me inside you,” he demanded lowly.

I still didn’t question his choice of location, but he must have seen something in my expression. He leaned down and began to kiss me again, my juices still covered his face and the taste of me all over him spurred me on. I sucked on his tongue and rose up to place his cock at my entrance, rubbing against it.

He pulled away and brought his mouth to my ear, “I want this whole city to hear you screaming my name.”

My stomach flipped, a moan ripping from my throat as he thrust into me in one fluid motion.

He grabbed the leg he’d had over his shoulder and placed it over his forearm as he pounded into me. His hand went to my throat, and he began to force my body to bend backward over the balcony, still fucking me with deep, hard strokes.

My heart began to race as he held me there, asserting his strength. I felt like at any second, I would flip all the way over. There were fifty-one floors between me and the ground. I grabbed his toned body and pulled him deeper into me. Blood began rushing to my head and his grip tightened, limiting the amount of air I could breathe.

“Call for me,” he commanded, fucking me impossibly harder.

He was so thick and long, his every thrust hitting the right spot that I could never get enough of feeling him inside me.

He fucked me so good I never wanted it to end. I tried to say his name and choked on it. I thought I would pass out. He urged me to say it again and somehow, I managed to push it from between my lips with a scream of pure bliss as I was blindsided by an orgasm.

He released my throat and pulled me back up as I came. White-hot pleasure spread like fire through my veins, air seeped into my lungs. He held my trembling body and kissed my face as he pulled out. His cock glistened with come and arousal, still hard as stone.

“You didn’t--.”

“I’m not done with you yet,” he cut me off, sweeping me up into his arms.

I laid my head on his shoulder as he carried me back into the hotel room and towards the suite.

CHAPTER TWENTY

Bubbles floated in the warm water along with purple rose petals. Two individual drinks sat on the rim of the tub. With my back cradled against his solid chest, I could have fallen asleep right then.

We’d spent the entire night before and most of the day fucking and forgetting what it meant to keep clothes on.

“You know the lady next door saw you down on your knees for me.”

“Isn’t that exactly where I needed to be?”

I smiled and thread our fingers together. “Look at you, earning brownie points.”

I tilted my head back so that I could see his face. “If I take your deal, when do I get to see Evie?”

“I’ll put it in motion as soon as tomorrow, but you have to agree to everything I said and understand this isn’t going to be a common occurrence. I need you to be home running the show.”


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