Page 37 of Temple of Magic and Bone

"Please do that…" she whispered, her hands moving to his waist.

Vanth crowded her and captured her mouth with his. Elektra didn't hesitate. She opened for him, groaning when his tongue slipped inside her mouth in a silky stroke. Vanth couldn't think of anything but the sensation of her lips, the seductive thrill of her taste swamping his senses. Her hands moved under his shirt to caress his skin.

Vanth pinned her in, his leg slipping between hers as he fucked her mouth with his tongue. She let out a whimper when his thigh brushed against her core. Vanth moved his mouth from her lips, kissing along her jaw and to the soft skin of her throat. Her skin was scorching under his mouth, like she was burning up with a fever.

Elektra's sharp nails dug into the muscle of his back, and another breathy sound escaped her. She ground up against him, and a tremble went through her.

"What's the matter, princess? You trying to tell me something?" he purred in her ear before biting down on her lobe.

Elektra dragged him closer again. "More. I need… I can't…"

"Shh, it's okay. I know what you need," Vanth replied. He pulled back from her and spun her around. He took her hands and pressed them to the cool metal of the table. "Keep them there, or I'll stop."

"I'll be good. Don't stop," she said, her ass moving to rub against the front of his jeans. Fuck, she was like a cat in heat, and she was all his. Vanth ran his hands over her back and down her sides.

"If you don't like something, say so," he said, leaning in to nip at her pale neck.

"I will," she replied, her voice getting a desperate edge that went straight to his dick. He wanted to strip her bare and cover her with his marks. His dick strained painfully against his jeans, but he ignored it. He was going to take his time to figure out just how to unravel his sexy little reaper.

Vanth unsnapped the button of her jeans while he kissed her neck. Elektra's fingers gripped the metal but didn't move them, so Vanth slid his hand under the fabric to cup her pussy.

"Fuck, your skin is so hot," he said, his fingers gently stroking.

"It burns. Everything burns," she gasped.

Vanth dipped his fingers lower, both of them groaning when they found her wetness. With his other hand, he turned her face towards him and kissed her again. He wanted to taste every desperate gasp and moan.

Elektra didn't move her hands from the table, but she chased each stroke of his fingers with a desperate roll of her hips. Vanth took her hints and pressed two fingers inside of her.

Elektra cried out, her voice echoing around the cool steel room as he stretched her. Fuck she was so damn perfect and like hot silk in his hands.

"Fuck, Vanth. Harder. I need it harder," she panted, fucking herself faster onto his fingers.

"Shh, it's okay. I'll get you there," he crooned. He was going to be addicted to watching the stoic reaper fall apart. "Don't move those hands."

"I'm not. Fuck! I'm not," she said. Vanth moved his hand out of her jeans, and she swore. "Wait, don't stop… I didn't move!"

Vanth licked the wet sheen of her from his fingers, and his vision hazed.Fuck. A growl escaped his lips, and he pushed her down until she was pressed against the steel table.

A sob escaped her. "Please don't make me beg."

"You're already begging, princess, and I like it," he said and yanked her jeans and panties down. Her ass was so pert and perfect, Vanth's mouth watered. "You stay where you are, or this all ends."

"You're such a sadistic prick," she complained.

Vanth went down on his knees behind her. "Try harder to convince me that you don't love it," he said and licked her soaked slit. She almost levitated off the table, but his hands gripped her thighs tight enough to bruise, holding her in place. He lost himself in every swipe of his tongue against her sweet, hot pussy. Vanth savored every inch of her, paying special attention to any part that made her squirm or gasp.

Elektra rose up on her toes as he fucked her with his tongue, over and over, until she was screaming his name. He couldn't get enough, and he didn't give her time to settle before he was winding her up again. He fucked her with his fingers and tongue over and over. Elektra's legs were shaking, her body being held up by his hands and the cold table under her.

He could have kept her there all night, but his dick was so hard, it was hurting. He didn't know how much longer he could neglect it before he came in his pants like a teenager. He made her come one more time before he finally pulled away from her. He kissed a sucking bruise on her soft inner thigh before slowly getting off his knees.

Elektra looked fucked out and dazed, her eyes glazed with tears and utter bliss. Pride and male satisfaction filled him as he looked at the utter mess she was in. Vanth's heart squeezed even as his dick insisted on getting inside of her.

"Still with me, little reaper?" he asked, brushing a damp curl from her face.

Elektra nodded but didn't say anything. Vanth chuckled and reached for his belt just as his phone started screaming.

"Fuck," he growled and hung up the call. "Fucking Andres can fuck right off…"

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