Unmasked (King Morine #4)

43. Mallory

CHAPTER 43

Mallory

S tryker and I hold hands as we leave the restaurant. I smile at him, marveling at how lucky I am that he’s mine. “I had an amazing time tonight.”

He stares down at me like I’m the oxygen he needs to breathe. “Me, too, baby. Thanks for the wonderful evening.” He twirls me around, whistling as he takes in my dress. “I’m with the most gorgeous woman.”

My cheeks burn as he pulls me into his arms. “You’re biased.”

“Maybe.” He gives me a kiss that has me whimpering with need. “But I also saw the admiring glances. Every man in there wished he was me.”

“Awe. Stop.”

“It’s true.” He opens the passenger door and then lifts me into his truck. “But you chose me. They better stay the fuck away if they know what’s good for them.”

I laugh, cupping his face, my thumbs stroking his cheeks. “Down, boy. You don’t need to kill anyone.”

He chuckles. “Good. Cause I just wanna go home and have you for dessert. ”

My breath hitches before it accelerates. “Let’s go.”

His aquamarine eyes shine as he strips off his shirt. He smirks at me before he puts the purge mask on. “Crawl to me, little prey.”

He beckons me, wiggling his index and middle finger in a come here gesture. “Show me how much you wanna suck my cock.”

I moan as I hit my knees. “Yes, Daddy. Anything you want.”

I crawl to him as seductively as I can. The way his eyes heat behind the mask tells me I look sexy.

Sitting back on my knees, I stare up at him. “Can I unzip your pants and pull out your cock?”

“Fuck yeah,” he rasps. “Take it out and choke on it.”

I hum, pleasure coursing through me as my shaking fingers undo his pants. Anticipation coils through me as I tug them down. His cock springs free, nearly hitting me in the face.

I grab him, moaning at the precum on his tip. “Such a gorgeous cock. Long and thick.” I stick my tongue out, tasting him before I close my lips around him and suck.

His moans encourage me to keep going.

With a naughty smile on my face, I glide my tongue along the underside of his cock. He mutters a string of curses, his hands fisting my hair.

“You like that, Daddy?” I blink up at him, my face the picture of innocence. “Do you like me licking your cock?”

“I love it. I’ll love it even more when you choke on it.”

Taking a deep breath, I open my mouth as wide as I can and shove him as deep as he’ll go. I gag when he hits the back of my throat before breathing through it .

“Fuck yeah, little prey. Such a good fucking girl, gagging on my cock.”

I pull back, sucking in a deep breath. “I love your cock.” Then I shove him deep inside my mouth.

“Fuck yes.” He moves his hips, fucking my throat. “Fucking heaven.”

I let him fuck my mouth, tears and saliva dripping from my chin. His moans and groans fuel me. Being on my knees, pleasing him like this, makes me feel powerful.

“Fuck, baby. Stop before I come.” He pulls his cock from my mouth, grabbing my hands and dragging me to my feet. “I need you to sit on my face.”

A squeak comes from my throat. He lifts me in his arms, carrying me to his bedroom. As soon as he sets me on my feet, he tugs my dress overhead, then removes my bra and panties.

His eyes burn with desire and lust as he crawls onto the bed and gestures for me to join him. “Heels stay on, little prey.”

Fuck.

I feel sexy as hell as I crawl onto the bed, my eyes locked with his. When I reach his head, I grab the headboard and throw one leg over his face. His moans, his voice low and deep. “So fucking wet for me.”

He grabs my hips, pulling me down onto his face. His tongue drags through my folds. My loud moan fills his bedroom. “Holy shit.” I rock my hips against his face, desperate for more. “That feels so damn good.”

“That’s it,” he murmurs against me. “Ride my fucking face.”

I whimper, my knuckles turning white as I hang onto the headboard. “Oh my God.” My eyes roll back as I ride his face. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

He moans against me, his hands tightening on my hips as he glides me over his tongue faster. My lips and legs begin quivering, every nerve ending on fire. “Jesus.” My mouth and throat are dry as my breaths heave from my lungs. “Fuck, you eat my pussy so damn good.”

He moans, and the vibrations nearly send me over the edge. I drag myself over him faster, my core tightening as the orgasm approaches.

“Fuck, yes,” I yell when he reaches up and squeezes my nipples. “I’m gonna?—”

I scream his name, the orgasm barreling through me with the force of a tidal wave. I lean my head back, floating among the stars, my body shaking like a leaf.

Stryker sticks with me, licking me through the aftershocks. When I’m finished, he moves his face slightly. My arousal gleams on his lips and chin as he rasps, “Ride me, little prey. Show me how much you want my cock.”

I don’t know why his words turn me on so much, but I eagerly slide down his body, sinking onto his cock. We moan in unison, my forehead falling against his.

“I love you, Stryker.”

He licks his lips, grinning up at me. “I fucking love you with every piece of me, Mallory.” Then he pulls me down into a kiss, driving into me from below. I move with the pace and rhythm he sets, taking him as deep as possible.

I climb higher, and the pleasure is so good it hurts. “I don’t know if I can do this,” I sob, tears falling down my cheeks.

“Yes, you can,” He pants, his eyes full of conviction. “I can’t hold back. We’ll come together, okay?”

I nod, and his lips cover mine with a moan. “That’s it, little prey. Fuck daddy’s cock,” he whispers against my lips. “Show me how good it feels inside you.”

His words send me over the edge. I scream, my pussy clenching around him, feeling his hot come exploding inside me .

I murmur incoherent things as the orgasm drags on, wringing every bit of strength and energy from me.

When it’s over, I collapse in his arms, panting. “I can’t move.”

He chuckles against me. “You have no idea how hot you looked, fucking me wearing those heels.”

I snort, giggling against his neck. “Did I ever tell you that you smell amazing?”

I feel his smile against my hair. “Nope.” He presses a kiss on the top of my head. “You always smell amazing.”

“Mmm. What do I smell like?”

“Mine.”

A lazy smile curls my lips. “Good answer.”

He slides out of me and then rolls me onto my side. He sits up, removes my heels, then pulls me into his arms.

“Mmmm. I love that you take care of me.”

“I always will, Mallory. Forever.”