Page 104 of Lorcan's Obsession

“Oh, Lorcan, baby...”

“Hm? You like that, love? Is this what it’s gonna be tonight?”

I bit down on my lip. My thoughts were muddling faster than a marsh in a rainstorm. If he planned on starting an all-out war from my feet, he would completely unravel me. Lorcan swirled his tongue around my great toe, and I swear, my soul floated out of my body.

“I-I…oh my god!”

Desire erupted from my feet, spreading furious heat through my body. My pussy began to pulse with need.

“I think I should name all of them,” Lorcan cooed, darting his tongue out, flicking, then sucking each pink-painted toenail with a wet, glorious pop of his lips, christening them as he did.

“This is Dasher.”

Pop.

“Dancer.”

Pop.

“Prancer.”

Pop.

“Vixen.”

I rubbed my thighs together with a moan, teetering on the edge of a riotous orgasm as Lorcan took his sweet time until the eighth toe.

“T-there’s just Rudolph left. W-what will you do?" I whimpered.

Lorcan chuckled.

“Well, Rudolph,” he said, kissing the two last toes, “Rudolph’s greedy. He’ll take two in one hole.”

He lifted his head, passion shining in his silver eyes. My nerves exploded when his warm tongue licked between the last two toes. My back bowed and rose sharply from the bed. Pleasure overtook all my senses, twisting and shaking my body with its power. I screamed his name over and over. And then he knelt in front of me, spreading my legs wide open, his eyes fixed on my drenched center.

“My, my, my…you are soaking the sheets, Morgana. Always dripping wet for me. I’m gonna enjoy licking all that cum from your pussy.”

His filthy promises were driving me to the brink of dazed depravity.

“Lorcan, God.”

“Na-uh. Not God. Only me.”

He latched his mouth on my soaked center, devouring me as if I were his last meal.

“Yes, only you!” I screeched. “Forever you!”

Euphoria ravaged my body. The world went white, and time lost all meaning. When the sensations finally began to subside, I could see Lorcan staring at me, flushed and coated with the sheen of my cum. I peered up at him through lidded eyes and trembling gasps. With a grin, he wiped the back of his hand across his handsome face.

“You orgasmed three times, Morgana. Your body is completely relaxed down there. But the evening has only just started. Where do you want to take the night?”

Any other time, he would’ve lined up at my entrance, ready to impale me with his magical cock. But tonight was different. He was setting aside his desires for my own. I took a deep breath.

“I want you to make love to me, Lorcan,” I whispered.

His eyes widened in wonder. My simple request stunned him. We had never used words like that in our sex life. Lorcan tightened his grip on my thighs. My racing heart was about to burst from my chest.

“Ask for it like you want it. Ask for it like you mean it.”

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