Page 188 of Taken By Touch and Torment

“Thank you,” I whispered to her, my heart clenching. “You were well worth the wait.”

I lowered, brushing my lips to her forehead as I lay next to her. I watched as my shadows moved from smoke to solid form, one of them coiling around her throat. Their thorns stayed tucked in.

I moved on top of her, hovering without placing my weight. One of her hands was up near her head, the other resting on her stomach. I kissed each of her breasts, her skin warm beneath my touch.

My lips continued their trail lower until I found my target. I eased between her thighs, gently shifting them. This perfect pussy belonged to me for an eternity. I refused to let a day go by without showing my appreciation.

As soon as my tongue found her clit, Scarlett’s breathing changed. I loved playing with her when she was trapped between sleep and consciousness, adorably confused and surrendered to pleasure.

As soon as I heard her first groggy moan, my gentleness shifted to hunger. I devoured her, her legs already beginning to tense and tremble.

“Good girl,” I purred, my voice humming against her sensitive flesh.

“Rune,” she mumbled, another moan escaping her.

She deserved to be rewarded for moaning my name like that, knowing how much it drove me insane.

I sucked, pulsing over her clit as I angled two fingers inside her.

She clenched around me, her legs moving together as she came closer to the edge.

“I’m so sleepy,” she whined, her voice a soft rasp.

I chuckled. “No whining. Be a good girl and come for me, little demon.”

At this, her flame sparked to life. But her desire to come was far more powerful than her desire to be disobedient, evidenced by the way she began to gently grind against my mouth.

When she moaned my name again, I knew she was desperate for release.

I angled my fingers, pumping them inside of her as I sucked her clit with the exact speed and pressure she needed.

Scarlett fell easily, exploding on my tongue as her body went slack.

I kissed her sensitive flesh before easing back up her body. I stared into those bright blue eyes, deep enough to drown in while searching for a bottom that didn’t exist.

“Good morning.”

She smiled dreamily. “You wake up too early.”

“You would spend your life asleep without me. I’m not sure how you survived this long on your own.”

That sharp tongue poised to strike, and I captured it with a kiss before it could.

Scarlett relented easily, beautifully submissive before she’d had a chance to fully awaken.

She paused, and I heard her heart stutter. I raised up, my eyes tracking the way her hand had shot to the shadow around her throat.

“Sorry,” she mumbled, giving her head a little shake.

I pulled back my shadow.

“No,” she said quickly. “It’s okay, I just got confused.”

I pulled her hand into mine, shifting onto my side to face her. I trailed my fingers gently down her shoulder.

“Ever since you were first rescued, I’ve seen you reach for your neck hundreds of times. Sometimes, you panic, as if you’ve forgotten something,” I said slowly, watching her body stiffen as I continued to feed her soothing touch. “He made you wear a slave collar, didn’t he?”

I’d never seen her in it, but I remembered seeing imprints on her neck at the meeting with Kole and assumed that was the case.

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