Can You Take It? (Infatuated Fae, #4)

by Jeneane O'Riley

“What are you going to do, huh? Put a scary print on the padded room you lock me and your child in? I’m shocked you’re being this rough with me,” I snapped. “Get on your knees,” he commanded. “What?” I shouted. “You get on your fucking⁠—” “Get on your fucking knees, Calypso.” A thrill ran through me. This felt like the way we were— before finding out about the baby, before he handled me too gently. Excitement sent goose bumps over my skin. “Make me,” I spat out trying to hide my giddiness. Sure enough, Mendax pushed down on my shoulders, forcing me to the ground of the dirty and dark alley. My knees hit cloth-covered cobblestones and I realized he had thrown his shirt down to pad my knees. I smiled briefly before hiding it away. “What now? Are you going to—” My words were cut short when Mendax pushed the head of his cock in my mouth. I practically came on the cobblestones. This was what I wanted and needed. This made me feel like a strong, powerful woman, not just some ill-prepared royal pregnant person. I didn’t hesi- tate to work my mouth over his hard cock. “Do you like sucking my cock on your knees in a dirty alley like a fucking whore, Calypso? Do you?” He groaned as he fisted my hair while I lapped at him like a dog. “Then do a fucking better job.” He pumped into me so hard that I gagged. I was so wet it was almost embarrassing. “Fuck you,” I said to play along.

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