Page 26 of Masked Fate

He greedily sucks my clit, and I start seeing stars.

“Salem—”

His fingers dig into the globes of my ass, almost painfully, which only heightens my pleasure.

And then I come.

Loudly.

And then the door slams open with a loud bang, my eyes widening in shock as Soren steps inside, sword drawn, murder in his eyes.

He takes in the scene as Salem stands up and wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

Hopping down from the table, I quickly slide my dress back down and step around Salem to see Soren. “What are you doing here?”

His square jaw is taut with tension. “Rave sent me to… I heard you scream and thought you were in danger.”

“As you can see, she’s fucking fine,” Salem replies in a deceptively calm voice.

The already heavy air in the room turns suffocating. Why didn’t Astrid tell me they were sending Soren here tonight? I had no plans of running into him.

Why can’t I simply enjoy a fucking orgasm without all the drama?

“Come on, witch, you’re coming with me,” Soren orders, his sword still drawn.

I don’t get him.

He can see I’m fine, so why does he want me to go with him?

Did something happen to Astrid?

“Is Astrid okay?” I ask, frowning. “What’s happened?”

His face darkens. “She’s fine. But you are coming back with me.Now.”

“The fuck she is,” Salem grinds out, stepping closer to Soren. “What the fuck do you think you’re protecting her from? Being fucked right?”

Soren slides his sword behind his back and steps forward, looking Salem dead in the eyes.

“You’re going to forget anything that happened between you and Pandora today.” He shoves force behind his words, and I suddenly realize he’s using his persuasion. His magic pulses in the air, so thick I can almost taste it. “You’re going to leave this room. You won’t look for her.”

Salem shakes his head as if trying to dislodge the thought but eventually nods and walks out of the room.

What the fuck!

Just how powerful is this man? I see Soren as a warrior and a fighter. I didn’t realize he was such a magical force too.

“What was that?” I whisper-yell, throwing my hands in the air. “I’m not leaving here with you. I’m here because I want to be.”

“What was that? I should be asking you that question! You’re meant to stay away from Salem and his brand of crazy, but instead, you’re spreading your fucking thighs for him. What the hell were you thinking?”

“It’s none of your business who I spread my thighs for,” I reply, gritting my teeth. “Just like you said, I was ruining your good mood and your hard cock? You’re ruining my fucking good mood and my wet pussy, which could have gotten more attention if you didn’t orgasm-block me. So please leave.”

His eyes flare. “That’s what this is about? You were the one wandering around my bedroom door, witch.”

“No, this is about me wanting to feel good. Other men do want me, Soren. I’m a beautiful woman… witch and all. This has nothing to do with you. I didn’t even know you’d be here tonight.”

A muscle works in his jaw. “I don’t even know what the fuck we’re fighting over, but let’s go home.”

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