Devilish Count (COMPLETE)

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Dedicated to serenink

My chest strings.

That's all I can think of as I slowly regained my consciousness. After all night to dawn fucking has drained to the fucking core of my pussy. I felt the comforter kept moving, gain air to none that made me confused.

As I fluttered my eyes, saw a huge frame covered by the comforter. With a warm callous hand on my waist and other on my breast. Palming and kneading for no reason. I groaned as sudden pleasure slowly regain my body to consciousness. My mouth flew wide open as I felt a teeth crain to my pinkish taut.

Earning a courage to peek underneath the comforter I found my devilsih count sucking my nipples with a smirk on lips making my blood pressure in my face spike through. I tried to call his name but I found my throat dry making me gasp in response. I whimpered instead as became more bit of aggressive as he found me awake.

“Quin...” with my dry mouth I manage to called out his name. Like a sweet word rings to his ears he smile with unfamiliar glint of his eyes. I gulped instead as I slowly move my body away from him. Hindi man lang nito naisip na gusto ko magpahinga?

Sucking breast like that like a fucking baby early in the morning!?

He chuckled upon seeing my reaction. I tried to utter a word again but somehow he covered my lips with his earning a whiny groan from me.

A knock save me from my pleasure distress. I breath in relief as I found him frowning and irritated by being disrupt from his naked breakfast. I want to rest my god. I can't even say it. Wala na akong boses kakasigaw. What if... narinig din ako nila kagabi? Not just in the plane but also in his room?

He woke me up in the middle of the night just to fuck me right. I was exhausted. Hindi lang pagod ang tamang word na idescribe sa pakiramdam ko ngayon. Parang sinaksak ako sa pepe mga ten million times. Ang katawan ko bugbog sa panggigil ng kamay nito kahit tsikini. Ang likod ko nabali yata, yung balakang ko kulang nalang hindi ako paupuin kung sakali, yung hita ko... Ahm, papak ng tsikinini at rahas ng kamay nito sa balat ko. For sure kapag makita ako nang kung nino pagkakamalan akong biktima nang domestic abuse. O kaya binubugbug ng asawa.

Halos wala na akong boses. Kakasigaw at pati pagdiin ng kamay nito sa leeg ko. Hindi ko akalain na ito ang dadanasin ko sa isang gabi kasama si Quin.

I though he was nice? Gentle! He nothing but nice and gentle. Walang gentle side ang lalaking iyon. He tricked me by being nice and feeding me with his customs. May attachment issues yata ako madali lang makuha ang loob ko. Ilang beses lang naman kami ni Quin nag sasama sa isnag lugar kung sa Ironov palace naman may mga tao naman. I couldn't say that we had the valid time to think our feelings. But I did. I somehow manage to define what it is. I manage to know, I manage to risk something.

Maybe... Just maybe liking this man isn't bad at all.

“Your majesty, the King of Russia is in hall.” Boses iyon ng butler ni Quintin. He just hissed and kissed me instead making me humped and tried pushing his lips away.

That's the king were talking! Talagang hindi dapat ito magtagal pa sa silid.

“The K-King... Q-Quin.” Said in the raspy voice.

He groaned as disagreement, “fuck him, I'm not going.”

I slapped his back as he said it in a harsh tone. He lift his face as he took a peck of kiss on my nose and let his head dive to my neck making me heave in breath.

“H-He's waiting, go.” I pushed him, making him gripped my waist tighter pulling out bodies closer than it already is.

“No.”