Page 20 of A Debt of Darkness

I’m too aroused, too lost in her to stop now. She’s so damn perfect I have to have her. I need her. She completes me and this is meant to be. It’s certain and a flash of dominance threatens to turn me feral with want.

My fingers dig into her, and my head wraps around her neck. Her scent is intoxicating and it’s stronger over the pulse point. I don’t hesitate and pleasure washes over me as I bite her, gently sucking and playing with her. My fangs pierce her skin, and I resist the urge to plunge them as deep as they go when Ivy whimpers.

She only needs a little venom.

She deserves the release from tension.

She should experience the pleasure it brings.

I don’t care if I’m lying when I tell myself it’s for her own good. It is, and Ivy stops crying, giving in as the sting subsides. Soon, she’ll know the bliss of my venom and surrender to me.

I don’t have to work anymore. I can relax and enjoy this—enjoy her—certain she’ll let me take her. I moan and she responds, exploring my chest with her fingers, and thesensation is unlike anything I’ve known.

And I’ve known many women. Many were skilled lovers. Some were courtesans to emperors. But none have ever made me feel like this, never given me this pleasure.

Ivy is divine. Her touch is heaven. Her taste is ambrosia. She’s as addictive as my venom is to mortals, and I’m irrevocably lost. I’m so consumed by the feel of her as I plant kisses along her collarbone that I don’t notice her grinding into me until I’m moving with her.

My cock rubs against my zipper, and she rubs herself against it as the pressure makes it twitch. I’m fucking dripping and I need to know if she’s as wet as I think she is. My hands drop to her thighs and pull the silk of her dress up, groaning when it can’t stretch any further.

“Fuck it,” I growl against her chest.

Ivy’s mouth drops as I rip the damn dress apart in one swift movement. She’s wearing the lingerie I requested and the sight of her is all my fantasies come true. I take my time, searing her image to my memory and noting every freckle adorning her porcelain skin. Her breathing changes and her breasts heave, catching my eye, and my perfect mate doesn’t shy away as I gaze at them.

My index finger trails down her center and she moans in pleasure, sending a pulse straight to my dick. Her lips part and I’m tempted to wrap them around my cock. I’m sure she’d love to please me and she deserves her reward, but I have a different one in mind.

“Lie back for me, Ivy.”

She leans forward, begging for another kiss. I enjoy her lips pressing against mine and her arousal is on fire. It’s setting mine ablaze and I need more. So much more.

I push her back as she complains. Ivy’s still trying to sit back up and I ask her to lie down again. She pouts and it’sadorable. It’s almost enough to make me want to teach her a lesson.

“Be a good girl and lie back, Ivy.”

“Why?” she asks, unsure.

I lean in and she quivers as I assert myself. “Because I told you to. I don’t like asking twice.”

She gasps and sucks air into her lungs, slowly lowering herself back. I slide back and quickly strip, watching as lust washes through her eyes and she stares at me in the way I’m staring at her. Her pupils dilate as she stares at my cock, biting her lip nervously.

I smirk, guessing she’s intimidated.

She ought to be. My dick’s not small and I’m not gentle.

“Open your legs for me, Ivy.”

They tense and she can’t do it. She needs to ease into this, and I kiss her chest, helping her relax as I play on her stomach. I’m growing impatient and I grab her leg, roughly yanking her knee up and parting her thighs.

Ivy lifts herself and watches as my head drops between her legs and she stares at me, utterly entranced. I brush the white lace thong aside and lick her clit and the girl shudders, making a noise I’ve never heard before. It’s a cry of excitement and surprise and sheer damn pleasure. It’s the sound someone makes when they’ve never experienced this before and it’s blown their fucking minds.

“Good girl,” I breathe against her clit. “Such a good girl for me.”

Ivy giggles and I hold her, licking and sucking as she settles and starts to let herself go. She tastes like heaven and I could eat her all fucking day and night. Her clit throbs when I roll it between my lips and her hips move hesitantly before she finally succumbs to the pleasure I’m giving her.

She’s earned it. She can have it. It’ll make everything else easier.

Ivy’s movements get wilder and her breathing becomes erratic. She’s getting close and my cock’s getting more excited. I need to be inside her and I’m going to explode if I don’t fuck her soon. Her cries turn frantic and her fingers dig into the chair and she’s pleading for release.

I drop my head and Ivy whines as I ignore her clit and my tongue starts lapping at her cunt. She’s dripping and the taste is addictive, and I want it all. She whines again and I flick my tongue inside her, deciding to teach her manners later. Ivy gasps and I pull back, teasing her.

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