Betrayal tore Jasmine's heart in two anew, but the rejection only fueled the suppressed arousal she felt whenever she was with her king.
The king didn't want her as his daughter anymore? Fine, she would be his slut. It was what her vengeful, grieving p***y desperately needed and she was in no mood to deny it.
She sucked eagerly, her tongue swirling as he face f****d her, ardent groans escaping his lips.
"Don't f*****g stop," he snarled, hips bucking to get his d**k deeper down her throat. "You might as well w***e yourself out to me. You're probably getting f****d left and right by everyone in the castle, just like your mother and sisters," Aryan said with spite, surprising Jasmine with his knowledge.
Did he know the truth or was he just lashing out?
Jasmine's chest ached at his wo
