Page 32 of King of Inferno

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl, turn around and bend at the waist for me.”

I turn and do what he says. “Like this?” I breathe once I’m in position.

“Just like that,” he says.

Before I know what he’s going to do next, he has me by the thighs, lifting me in the air as he presses my back to the wall. Then he spreads my legs with his palms. I should be in a panic. He has me upside down in the air with just his palms that are spreading me open in a split.

My heart drops as I register the position I’m in, but my cries of surprise are cut off as he buries his face in my pussy and the sound turns to cries of pleasure. As he eats me, I realize the teddy I have on is crotchless because he has his face all in it.

I reach for his waist to have something to hold on to. I’m trying my best not to make too much noise so they can’t hear us outside the room. However, the struggle is real because this man is devouring me in the best way.

“Bradan,” I whisper-moan as I start to come.

I had no idea I was this flexible, but he’s holding me in this split like it’s nothing. Bradan continues to bob his head even after I climax. His moans and groans have me so wet all on their own.

I come again and begin to feel lightheaded. As swiftly as he lifted me up here, he flips me upright and brings me down on his waiting erection.

“Stop fighting it. Make all the noise you want. I’ve made it so they can’t hear us. Sing for me, baby girl. Let me know how good it feels,” he rumbles.

“Oh my God, Bray. Baby, please.”

“That’s my girl. Hands over your head,” he commands.

I do as he says and lift my arms above my head. I’m taken by surprise as my wrists are suddenly wrapped in chains. However, the chains aren’t what startle me. It’s the fire on them.

I look at Bradan with wide eyes. He grins back at me as he reaches between us to rub my clit. Sweat begins to drip down my arms from the heat of the flames.

They’re not burning me, but I do feel the warmth. It’s intense, but I can’t say I’m not into it. Bradan chuckles as he keeps me bouncing on his length. He dips his head to take one of my nipples into his mouth.

I cry out and gush all over him. He snaps his fingers and a flame sparks between his fingertips as he holds them up in front of my other nipple. I must be losing my mind because this is such a turn-on.

“Bradan,” I scream as I start to convulse harder than I had been before he held the flame up to my skin.

He doesn’t hold it there for long, just long enough for my heart to race and my belly to drop. However, the sensation heats my body and sends me into overdrive. Bradan releases a deep groan.

“You’re fucking perfect for me. Your pussy is so wet right now. You like fire play, baby? We’re going to have so much fun together. You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Fire play? That’s his kink? Why am I not afraid? I’m the exact opposite.

Bradan

Taylor’s little body slumps forward against my chest as she comes for the fifth time, clenching around me and convulsing. I haven’t enjoyed sex like this in … I don’t think I’ve ever had someone I’ve been able to enjoy this thoroughly.

I haven’t held back once, nor have I felt like I’ve had to. Taylor takes me like she was meant to ride my cock and receive all the pleasure I have to give. Her cries of pleasure have only heightened the experience for me.

“Come, little one. You did well. You should rest,” I murmur as I carry her body over to the little bed.

Once I have her placed down on the soft-looking covers, I hold my hand out. A wet rag appears in my palm for me to clean my mate. I clean between her legs and then assess the rest of her body to ensure there are no burns.

Fire play can be dangerous. Burns happen often, usually first-degree burns I can soothe with my magic. It’s been centuries since I’ve burned a partner or caused burns that broke the skin—not unintentionally.

Humans who play with the kink are at greater risk. Although I would never do anything that would place my little one in severe danger. I’m very happy she wasn’t scared or turned off by my preference of play. Not only can fire play be fun and arousing, but it’s intense and can connect the participants on a deeper level.

The level of trust is the most satisfying part for me. Usually, I would wait for a deeper connection, but there is no deeper bond than the mate bond between Taylor and me. Which she proved by accepting me so easily.

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