Page 92 of Every Shade of Shadow

I swallow, acutely aware of the hard length of him pressed against my lower belly. "No, sir."

"I'm going to teach you the pleasure of anal sex." He removes my coat as he says it, my cheeks blooming knowing Cassandra is being forced to watch.

My eyes widen, but my mouth stays shut. I am thrown into a sea of confusion, which must amuse him, somehow, because his lips curl into a smirk. "Don't look so shocked, my pet. A witch of your talents needs to explore all aspects of pleasure, and it's my duty as your teacher to guide you."

"I—yes, sir." The words tumble from my lips before I can think, my body already tingling with anticipation.

I mean, I know the mechanics, but… It always seemed to dirty, so completely porny. But not for Darkwood, it seems.

Anticipation? No. Not really. More like a mix of curiosity and fear. My ass is taboo. Forbidden. Nothing is allowed in, or so I’ve been told.

"Good girl. Now bend over the table and spread your legs."

I hesitate only a second before complying, pulse racing as I brace my hands on the table and bare my buttocks.

I’m conscious of Cassandra watching, forced to take in every filthy act that is to follow.

Cool air kisses my exposed flesh, and I squeeze my eyes shut. Waiting.

The first touch of a finger against my anus sends a jolt through me. "Relax," he murmurs, massaging the puckered ring of muscle. His finger is wet with something, a salve of some sort. The friction is gentle and not too demanding. He’s just teasing me. Testing.

I take a deep breath and force my body to unwind. Other digits dip lower, gliding through my wetness before returning to my rear entrance. I hiss in response and bite my lower lip, my butt cheeks clenching. No one has dared go near this part of my body before. I’m not even sure if I’m comfortable with this.

Slowly, gently, he works a fingertip inside.

Fuck.

My face burns with embarrassment.

A gasp escapes my lips at the strange sensation. Not entirely unpleasant, but foreign.

"That's it," he croons, sliding his finger in and out in a steady rhythm, the ring of muscle beginning to relax, inviting him in.

I can’t believe how focused he is—how thorough. His moves are extremely gentle and careful. And just like that, I feel…pampered. Cared for. He’s not going to hurt me. I would bet everything I have on that. Having relaxed a little more, my taboo hole welcomes him back in. More than half of his finger is sliding slowly into me and out.

"Just relax and enjoy. Can you see, Cassandra?” he says, laughing lightly. “See how I finger her ass. Do you wish it was yours?”

Heat blooms where he touches, radiating outward. I rock back onto his finger with a moan, wanting more but unsure of what exactly.

He chuckles, the sound dark and pleased. "Patience."

A tingle races across my skin as he withdraws his finger and replaces it with something hard and firm.

My eyes fly open. I whip around to see the gnarled tip of his wand there.

“What are you doing?”

"This will enhance the experience," he says, as if reading my thoughts. "Relax and trust me. You do want to ascend to the next trial, do you not?”

I nod, pulse thrumming.

What exactly does he have planned here?

A soft whisper leaves his lips, the spell nothing I know.

A buzz of energy fills me as he finishes the incantation and gently presses the wand past the tight ring of my backside. The vibration intensifies, sending waves of pleasure radiating outward from that single point of contact as the wand sits there an inch into my virgin ass.

I gasp, clenching around its ligneous body. It's like nothing I've ever felt before, this mix of magic and physical sensation. Every nerve in my body seems attuned to that steady thrum inside me.

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