Back The Rite Trilogy: A Sovereign Sons Novel
Chapters (104)
  1. Cover
  2. His Rule
  3. About This Book
  4. Mercedes
  5. Judge
  6. Judge
  7. Mercedes
  8. Mercedes
  9. Judge
  10. Judge
  11. Mercedes
  12. Judge
  13. Judge
  14. Mercedes
  15. Mercedes
  16. Judge
  17. Judge
  18. Judge
  19. Mercedes
  20. Mercedes
  21. Judge
  22. Judge
  23. Mercedes
  24. Mercedes
  25. Judge
  26. Judge
  27. Judge
  28. Mercedes
  29. Mercedes
  30. Judge
  31. Judge
  32. Mercedes
  33. Mercedes
  34. Judge
  35. Judge
  36. Judge
  37. Mercedes
  38. Her Rebellion
  39. About This Book
  40. Judge
  41. Mercedes
  42. Judge
  43. Judge
  44. Mercedes
  45. Mercedes
  46. Judge
  47. Mercedes
  48. Judge
  49. Judge
  50. Mercedes
  51. Mercedes
  52. Judge
  53. Judge
  54. Mercedes
  55. Mercedes
  56. Judge
  57. Judge
  58. Mercedes
  59. Mercedes
  60. Judge
  61. Judge
  62. Mercedes
  63. Judge
  64. Mercedes
  65. Judge
  66. Judge
  67. Their Reign
  68. About This Book
  69. Judge
  70. Mercedes
  71. Mercedes
  72. Judge
  73. Judge
  74. Judge
  75. Mercedes
  76. Mercedes
  77. Judge
  78. Judge
  79. Mercedes
  80. Judge
  81. Judge
  82. Mercedes
  83. Mercedes
  84. Judge
  85. Judge
  86. Judge
  87. Mercedes
  88. Mercedes
  89. Judge
  90. Santiago
  91. Judge
  92. Judge
  93. Mercedes
  94. Mercedes
  95. Judge
  96. Judge
  97. Judge
  98. Epilogue
  99. What to read next
  100. Thank you
  101. Also by A. Zavarelli
  102. Also by Natasha Knight
  103. About Natasha Knight
  104. About A. Zavarelli

I lean over her, my cock in my fist, and kiss her mouth. It’s not a deep kiss. It’s slow. She moans and closes her eyes when I take her lower lip between my teeth and suck before dipping my head to her chest, licking a path between her breasts, over her belly button to the slit of her sex, stopping there because I’m going to blow if I don’t.

“Don’t stop. Please. I need this so much.”

I just want a taste. One taste.

I push her legs apart and take her hand away, then feast my eyes before bending her knees to lick her hole to hole. She moans, and when I take her clit into my mouth, she curls her fingers into my hair and arches her back.

“Oh, my God.”

I remember she’s never felt this before. Never had the tongue of a man on her. No one has tasted her but me, and fuck, is she sweet. Fuck if I don’t want to devour her whole as my cock aches for release.

“I’m going to come,” she says.

I lift my gaze to look at her as my mouth works over her clit. Mercedes arches her back, pulling handfuls of my hair as she moans my name and comes on my tongue, her orgasm drawn out, thighs tight around my neck. Her body collapses in exhaustion when it’s over.

Her eyes grow dreamy and soft as she watches me wipe the back of my hand over my lips, then dip my fingers between her legs. She shudders, her body too sensitive after her orgasm, but I scoop up her wetness and rub it over myself, fisting my cock.

Mercedes climbs up onto her elbows, mouth open as if she’s in awe as I pump. She looks up at me, then gets up on her knees and closes her hand over mine. I kiss her, and then with my hand around the back of her head, I guide her down and watch her as she takes me into her inexperienced mouth. Fuck, the sight of it, of her eyes looking up at me with her mouth full of me, it’s enough to make me blow down her throat now.

I grip a handful of hair and guide her over me slowly, drawing it out because this will be the last time. I swear it. And I want to make it last. I pull her off, taking a moment to regain control of myself, then lay her onto her back and straddle her torso. She licks her lips and opens her mouth, and this woman, fuck, this woman. I am done for. She will ruin me.

She chokes when I push too deep, too fast and pushes against me.