Page 57 of Wicked Heirs

“Wow, you’re so full of yourself. If you think you can change my mind on this, you’re—”

Sparks of intense pleasure shot through my breast and I cried out, then looked down to see his purple glow hovering over my right breast.

“Oh shit, what was that?”

“Pure pleasure.” He frowned. “I know you were only fucking humans, but are you really telling me you’ve never done this to yourself before?”

“I wasn’t just not doing magic in front of them, I wasn’t at all.”

“During your formative years too. You were missing out, especially when it comes to this.”

He did it again to my left breast this time, and I bucked on the bed, a choked gasp escaping me.

“God… I’m getting that.”

He chuckled, then his eyes darkened.

It sent a tremble of excitement through me.

He released me, then shifted his weight and sucked my right breast into his mouth. He gnawed at the nipple, then licked the raw pain away. Over and over he did it, until I was arching my back, needing more of his roughness, of the erotic tease of it all.

He kept his easy pace, though.

But then I felt his hand sliding down my body, his brushing touch sending goosebumps of sensation over my skin.

He delved lower until his fingers were dragging through my soaking wet folds.

His magic sparked and that intense pleasure shot through my most sensitive area, lighting the nerve endings so intensely I could barely breathe with it.

He didn’t stop this time, sending shocks of ecstasy through me until I was a writhing mess on the sheets, clawing at them and losing myself to it all.

“Ah! Orpheus! Fuck!”

My whole body went rigid as my orgasm slammed into me, my screams so loud and shrill they would’ve woken the whole Academy up if we hadn’t been in this dreamscape.

“God… god… god,” I rasped, as he still didn’t stop, sparking another orgasm right after the first.

It got all the crazier as he suddenly grasped my thighs, spread them wide, then slammed inside me with one long, brutal thrust.

My scream mixed with his guttural growl as his hands came down either side of my head.

“Fuck me, you’re perfect. The way your tight cunt clenches around my cock… motherfuck, Alena.”

He was definitely a lot to take.

But I wanted to take him, all of him, and everything he had to give.

Everythingwecould be together.

“Don’t hold back.”

“I’m giving you time to adjust.”

“Don’t. I want it hard.”

“You want it to hurt, you mean?”

“A little pain makes every sensation all the sweeter.”

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