Page 158 of A Debt of Darkness

My teeth grind and Henry catches my unease.

“This was freely given, Ivy. As is everything else you’ll have unless you decide otherwise.”

My lips part, and he sighs, bringing the glass to my mouth. The coolness catches my mouth as the chill of a grave ripples through me. A bitter cold wraps around me as the night breeze surrounding me until the taste of iron and copper strikes heat like an anvil hammering metal into shape. There’s a rush of life as my body warms and my instincts take over, demanding I drink as bliss captures me and refuses to let me go. There’s fullness and contentment, ecstasy and the quenching of thirst, and fulfillment of a need I’m certain will return.

Henry pulls the glass back, dipping his fingers in the liquid and bringing them to my mouth.

“Open, pet.”

My mouth falls open and he slides his fingers in, moaning quietly as I suck them, keen to devour the meal he’s offering me. My tongue flicks across his fingertips and my clit throbs as his moans deepen, entering a familiar game we enjoy playing.

I suck as he pulls his fingers out, dipping them back into the blood and painting my lips with it. I wait patiently, attentively, obediently. His eyes burn and he slips his fingers back into my mouth, teasing my fangs as he plays inside my mouth.

My arousal’s soaring and Henry’s matches mine. His erection is fucking visible and I want to play with his cock. My cheeks hollow and I suck frantically, begging in every way I can for him to give me the pleasure of taking it down my throat.

“Are you asking Master to feed you his cock?”

We both know the fucking answer and I nod furiously.

Henry smirks and his free hand moves to his waist, unbuttoning his jeans slowly. He won’t make me wait too long and the tease is driving me wild, the anticipation building an excitement I’m struggling to contain.

“There you are, lea. So fucking beautiful. So fuckingperfect,” Henry says, stroking my hair as he pulls his cock out. It’s still intimidating and I open my mouth, sticking my tongue out as I ask him to hurry. “You please me and I please you, pet. Stop caring about anything other than this. About anything other than what is yours and yours alone.”

He brings the tip of his cock to my lips and my tongue plays on the underside, circling a spot I know feels good. He groans and slides it into my mouth, thrusting it straight down my throat and giving me little time to adjust. Henry tips his head back as his fingers curl through my hair and his hips move, tipping at a rate that’s hard to fucking match.

There’s nothing gentle about him and Henry takes exactly what he needs from me, fucking my mouth as he pleases. I relax and enjoy the fullness as his cock takes my throat, savoring the taste as precum spills onto my tongue.

My clit pulses and I shift my weight, grabbing his thighs to stop my hands from playing with myself.

“Fuck, we’re needy,” he groans.

My eyes meet his as he tips my head back, holding his cock absolutely still. The torment makes my clit burn hotter and Henry’s eyes light as he stares down at me, captivated as his dick jerks and I grin.

“Do I need to fuck you, lea?”

I moan a response and his grin widens.

“Are you desperate for your Master’s attention?”

I try to nod and his fingers tighten around my hair.

“I can fucking smell you from here. Your pussy’s dripping all over the fucking place, isn’t it, Ivy?”

My eyes blink rapidly as he holds me so firmly I can’t move. Henry slides his cock out and then thrusts it back into my mouth, making me gag as he catches my throat.

“Such a fucking needy pet,” he groans, feigning irritationas he takes his pleasure.

His breathing quickens in time with his movements as his rhythm loses meaning and he surrenders to the ecstasy washing through him. Henry’s grip loosens as I move with him, hollowing my cheeks until his cock swell and his groans merge into each other. He comes in my mouth, spilling come down my throat and I swallow, enjoying the taste of him as it slides down my throat.

“Good girl.”

Henry beams and pulls his cock out of my mouth, sweeping up a trickle of come spilling from my lips. His glazed-over eyes stare down at me as he offers me his thumb and I lick it clean, savoring the salty taste of darkness his climax contains.

“On the bed, lea.”

I crawl to the bed and Henry watches every fucking move I make, tensing as he practically loses his fucking mind. He’s asked for this before, but I’ve never done this of my own accord and his breathing turns ragged as I pull myself onto the bed, positioning myself so my legs are spread wide open.

“Fuck me, Ivy.”

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