Chapter 32

Warning: Spg

Katlyn's POV

I hold it, it's hard and hot. I brought my mouth to it. I stuck out my tongue and licked its head, it was like an ice drop, the only difference was that it was hot and it looked like a helmet. I repeated it until I swallowed it.

It's hard like a metamorphic rock, it also has a root, I have two hands to hold it but I can't hold it well due to the size. His breathing deepened.

"S-Suck it now, My Queen. I want to feel my tongue and lips on me," he promised, biting his lip.

When I turn on his expression, I get even hotter. God. I obliged. I almost felt nauseous when I swallowed it, it reached my throat. I quickly spit it out and coughed, I lost my breath and I'm not used to doing this. It's my first time to do it with him. Tyron kisses my forehead.

"I won't force you to do it again, My Katl—" I looked at him and shook my head.

"No. I want it, I want to feel you, I want to get out of you," I said determinedly while looking into his dark blue eyes.

"Bu—"

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