CHAPTER 99: SUCK ME HARDER (18+)

"You should ask your brother that question," Darius snapped, his tone sharp with venom that laced through every word. His piercing eyes glimmered with malice as he leaned slightly forward. "But I doubt he would tell you the truth."

"He wouldn’t tell me," Victoria shot back, her voice edged with unyielding seriousness. Her chin lifted proudly, refusing to waver under his intimidating presence. "But you should. Since we’re on this topic now, then tell me. And just so you know..." She crossed her arms tightly across her chest, her glare unwavering. "I am not running a hundred laps in this forest. I’ll give up your training entirely before I allow myself to be dragged to death."

"Oh, really?" Darius arched a brow, a slow, sinister smile spreading across his lips. His chest rumbled with a dark, mocking laugh that reverberated in the air, unsettling yet intoxicating. "You’ll give up so easily? Then do as you please. I wasn’t eager to train you anyway. Let your brothers handle it. I only hope they teach you well enough, because when the time comes for me to set the competition rules, you had better be ready. Otherwise..." His smile widened, dangerous and cruel, his eyes narrowing with a deadly promise. "You’ll regret your arrogance."

Victoria’s expression hardened even further, though her heart pounded mercilessly against her ribs. She steadied her breathing, forcing her voice into cold stubborn resolve. "What is between you and my brother?" she demanded once again, refusing to let the question die. "And for the record, I’ll learn swordsmanship on my own if I must. If you want someone foolish enough to run a hundred laps and die midway, then find another victim. I won’t be it."

Darius leaned forward slowly, his piercing gaze locking onto hers with predatory precision.

"If you truly want to know what lies between your brother and me..." His voice dropped into a low, dangerous murmur that slithered into her ears, stirring unease within her chest. "...then kiss me. Do it willingly, and I’ll tell you everything."

The audacity of his demand sent a violent jolt of shock and terror racing down Victoria’s spine. Her breath caught in her throat as her body stiffened in disbelief. Her mind screamed in protest at the shamelessness of his words, yet his eyes held her captive, trapping her in their dark fire. He was daring her to defy him, to resist.

He’s so shameless. So utterly shameless.

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Meanwhile, a sleek black car pulled up before a magnificent hotel. Nicole stepped out first with an elegant sway of her hips, her high heels clicking against the pavement, while Dickson followed closely behind.

A hotel? he thought, confusion rippling across his face as his brows furrowed. I thought she was taking me to her house...

He swallowed hard, quickly reaching for Nicole’s hand as though steadying himself, then allowed her to lead him inside the towering building.

It was pointless to ask Nicole why she had brought him here of all places, especially when her stride carried such confident finality. He could always ask later.

The two of them made their way through the luxurious lobby, her presence commanding curious stares from bystanders, until they reached the reception desk. Nicole effortlessly booked a VIP suite, her voice dripping with authority, and soon enough, they were stepping into a lavishly decorated room.

The suite was a vision of decadence. A wide table had already been prepared, filled with different varieties of delicacies neatly arranged as though awaiting royalty. The scent of grilled meats, seasoned sauces, and exotic wines filled the air.

Dickson took a seat at the edge of the king-sized bed, his throat dry as he swallowed hard, his wide eyes flicking between the luxurious spread of food and Nicole herself.

"You should eat to your heart’s content so that you’ll be able to work properly," Nicole voiced out smoothly, her tone laced with both allure and command as she began unbuttoning her skirt. Her crimson lips curled into a faint smile. "I love to be satisfied. If not... I get angry. And when I’m angry..." She paused, letting her fingers teasingly slide along her thighs as she looked him directly in the eyes. "I really don’t know what I might do."

Dickson’s throat tightened. His voice emerged hoarse, edged with curiosity and a hint of unease. "Why did we come to the hotel though?" He sat upright, his eyebrows arched as he studied her, struggling to piece together her intention.

Nicole tilted her head, a brow raised, followed by a sudden outburst of sultry laughter. "Do you prefer going to my house instead then?" she teased as her slender fingers trailed up to her blouse, undoing the last button with deliberate slowness.

She pulled it off with a flourish, leaving only her bra to cradle her full breasts. Her hardened nipples pressed against the fabric until she impatiently unclasped it, revealing her perfectly proportioned, round breasts that stood firm and enticing.

Dickson’s mouth went dry as his eyes involuntarily drank her in. "I just thought that’s where we were going," he admitted with another nervous swallow, fighting to maintain composure.

"I can’t take you to my house, young man," Nicole retorted smoothly, her eyes narrowing with a glint of superiority. "Only people from rich families....people who are classy and worthy get to step into my house. Not someone like you." She purred, already sliding her skirt down past her thighs. Her words dripped with condescension, yet her gaze was alight with desire.

"It seems you’re not interested in eating, though," she added with a dark chuckle, stepping closer with predatory grace. "Do you plan to repay me now by fucking the hell out of me?"

Before Dickson could respond, Nicole shoved him backward until he tumbled onto the floor, his back brushing the plush carpet. She climbed onto the bed, spreading her legs wide, her pink enclave glistening with arousal. Her fluids shimmered under the warm light of the chandelier, betraying just how wet she was....how desperately she wanted him.

Dickson licked his lips, his eyes darkening with raw hunger. With determination flashing in his heart, he rose to his knees before her parted thighs. Without hesitation, he buried his face between her legs, his tongue immediately latching onto her swollen clit.

"Fuck~!" Nicole cried out, her voice breaking into a shameless moan as the first waves of pleasure shot through her. Her back arched, her nails digging into the silk sheets.

Yeah... I don’t expect you to take me to your house. Not yet, Dickson thought fiercely, his tongue circling relentlessly as his lips sucked with calculated rhythm. First, I’ll have to gain your trust. Step by step...

"Suck me harder!" Nicole moaned breathlessly, her voice rising in both command and desperation.

Obeying without pause, Dickson’s mouth worked her clit while his hand slipped lower. One finger slid into her wet heat, pumping skillfully until her cries grew louder. Soon, a second finger joined, stretching her deliciously while his tongue continued to torment her sensitive nub.

Nicole’s body writhed uncontrollably. She couldn’t deny the immense waves of pleasure consuming her, a sensation she had never quite felt even with Zephyr or Auren. They might have big cocks, but none of them knew how to fuck her brains out the way she wanted. Yet here was Dickson....young, hungry, and determined....driving her insane with nothing but fingers and tongue.

Her breaths came in ragged gasps. Her body trembled, surrendering to the overwhelming ecstasy.

"I’m... I’m cumming~!" Nicole screamed, her voice breaking into a high-pitched cry.

In an instant, a fountain of her release gushed out, splattering across Dickson’s face as she convulsed under the storm of pleasure. Her body arched violently, her nails tearing at the sheets as wave after wave of release crashed over her.

Dickson held her firmly, drinking in the sight of her undone, his tongue never relenting even as her liquid coated his lips and chin.

"That was good!" Nicole moaned breathlessly, her voice trembling as waves of pleasure continued to roll through her body. Her back arched, her face contorted in ecstasy, and her legs quivered as the last of her release dripped down her thighs. She writhed against the sheets, gasping for air, her entire frame glowing with the aftershocks of her climax. Finally, with one last shudder, she slumped back onto the bed, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

But Nicole was far from done.

Without wasting another moment, she pushed herself off the bed and gracefully slid down onto her knees before Dickson. Her eyes, still glazed with lingering lust, locked onto his groin with hunger burning like fire. Her delicate fingers moved swiftly, finding the buckle of his belt. She tugged at it with determination, unfastening it with practiced ease. The metallic clink echoed faintly in the room all while she unzipped the trouser.

In an instant, his thick, throbbing length sprang free, standing erect and proud before her face. The sheer size of it made Nicole’s breath hitch. Her pupils dilated, and a wave of shock and disbelief coursed down her spine as she instinctively reached out, wrapping her hand around the thick shaft.

"You’re... so huge," she murmured under her breath, her voice low, reverent, and dripping with hunger. Her tongue darted across her lips as though she couldn’t wait another second. Without hesitation, she leaned forward and wrapped her soft, eager lips around his swollen head, sucking gently at first.