A/N: Hopefully you're ready for this detailed p*ssy-eating chapter. He's going to make up for the lost time.
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Phei hovered over her, his powerful body caging hers against the bed like a living shadow.
His amethyst eyes were still dark and hazy from the way she had just broken him with her mouth — the memory of her throat convulsing around him, her tears, her greedy swallowing, still fresh in his mind.
But there was a new hunger burning there now, sharper, darker, more possessive.
Phei looked down at her bare body spread beneath him — the heavy, full swell of her breasts rising and falling with every shaky breath, dark nipples tight and begging, the soft curve of her waist, the thick, plush spread of her thighs, and the wet fatness of her pussy between them — and a slow, dangerous smile curved his lips.
His voice was low, rough, and laced with dark amusement when he finally spoke.
