Chapter 16. He Didn’t Stop

Athena

My tongue first landed on his shaft and I let it linger as I dragged it around the tip. He let out a grunt that sent chills down my core, vibrating with every movement he made.

I was so damn wet that I could feel my juice pouring uncontrollably onto the floor. I’d never been this turned on for years. Tristan made me feel a certain way.

Right then, all thoughts of Daxon and his scars were buried in a dungeon, never to come to life again.

All that mattered now was how Tristan’s member on my tongue made me feel.

Who needed a mate when she had a brother that made her this wet?

I swallowed his dick gradually, going deeper inch by inch, until I felt him pressing against the back of my throat.

His hand settled on my head. For a second, I thought he might stop me, but instead, he pushed me down farther. I gagged at the sudden thrust, my eyes watering.

“I’m sorry… Are you okay? Did… I hurt you? Should I stop?” he asked,