Page 37 of Wicked Heirs

He smirked. “I despiseyou.Your kind, your cunt of a mother and—”

“Shut up,” she demanded, fisting her hands in his hair and shoving his face into her breasts.

He growled and yanked down her cropped tank and I choked as her breasts spilled free, perfectly round and full with cherry-tipped nipples that were just begging to be toyed with.

He was all over them in the next second, licking, sucking, and biting, making her moan out and wrap her legs around his waist. She dug her knee-high brown suede boots into his back and jerked him closer to her in an obvious move of desperate need.

“Shit,” she moaned. “Fuck… fuck me.”

He lifted his head, his purple eyes blazing into hers. “I fuck you right now and I’ll fucking well destroy you.”

“It’ll be the other way around.”

His lips spread into a full-on smile. “Is that so?”

Before she could answer, he grasped the sides of her face, his shimmering purple magic emanating.

“What are you doing?” she asked, dazedly from being so incredibly aroused, something I could basically taste on my tongue from them both, it was so potent.

“Relax for me and we’ll see where this thing between us is rooted.”

She actually did, laying her head on his chest as he performed a spell I recognized, where he searched through somebody’s memories.

It was interesting that he’d gone to such effort to relax her, basically seducing her until she was no longer on guard with him, in order to make it easier onher.For his part he could do it without the person in question’s permission, he could force through resistance and a lack of cooperation,butit would hurt the person a great deal.

Given that he was supposed to hate her with a vengeance, it was curious that he hadn’t gone that route and used it as an opportunity to make her suffer like he and Talon had claimed to be aiming for.

“Hmm, there was attraction there when you released your magic. Pure and undiluted,” he murmured aloud after a few moments, his eyes closed as he concentrated and sifted through her recent memories. “It tainted what you’d intended. You pulled out the same in me too, corrupted my magic with it. Nice way of getting me to stand down, but it lingering like this is a real bitch of a thing.”

“Just like you.”

He chuckled. “Oh, little angel. So feisty, yet so pliable in my arms.” He jolted then, his eyes snapping open. He took one hand off the side of her head and used it to tip her chin up, his gaze smoldering. “Stop thinking about me licking your cunt like I just did your breasts.”

“I can’t help it when you’re driving things there.”

He blew out a breath, then closed his eyes again. “Ungh… if you wanted my cock down your throat, you just had to ask.”

“That’s not what I’m thinking, you ass.”

He laughed. “No, it’s more hardcore than that. Didn’t peg an angel for having a primal kink… amazing.”

“Stop.”

She grabbed his hands on her.

Her magic sparked.

“Don’t… get control… fuck… you’re corrupting my spell.Again.”

His eyes snapped open again and this time shock infiltrated them. “What was that? All that fire? I couldn’t see properly, it was much further back because you messed with my spell, but—”

She shoved him off her with a burst of her supernatural strength.

It sent him flying across the tent and smacking into the opposite side, where he gracefully managed to land in a crouch, before pushing back to his feet, then watching her fixing her top and scrambling off the table.

“Alena, what the fuck was—”

“Isn’t this a twisted and intimate scene?” Tal’s voice sounded, a moment before he pushed into the tent from the opposite side to me.

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