Page 159 of A Debt of Darkness

I giggle. “You once said that was the point.”

Henry stares as his fingers slide over my clit. I’m drenched and he follows every movement he makes, held rapt by the sight of his hand playing in my wetness. He slides inside me and I moan, arching my back as my pussy tightens around him and pleasure shoots through my core.

“Who owns you, lea?”

I moan as his fingers curl forward, finding the fucking perfect spot and sending me to heaven.

“You do, Master.”

Henry smiles and pulls his fingers out, licking every lastdrop of my arousal off them. His eyes stay locked on me as he walks around the bed, opening a drawer from the bedside cabinet and pulling something out before gracefully getting onto the bed and sliding between my thighs.

“We’re going to do something new,” Henry says, devotion flooding through his ice blue irises as his gaze meets mine. “You’re going to relax and let me take care of you.” His fingers slide over me and I buck. “You’re going to let Master play with you.”

Henry’s fingers slide past my pussy and I tense.

“Don’t do that, pet,” Henry says, softening his expression. “There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’m going to be gentle.” The tip of his finger finds my ass and I jump. “Ivy, we’re going to do this.”

That shouldn’t be hot but fuck me, my clit shudders.

Henry’s finger circles my ass and the pressure increases. It’s not painful and I breathe, nervous and uncertain, as Henry’s other hand strokes my stomach.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Ivy,” he sighs, dragging his thumb down my center. “Eyes on me while I play with you, lea.”

He circles my clit, and the warmth of my arousal builds as my hips roll. The pleasure builds as Henry takes his time, letting me relax and making sure my anxiety soothes away. He’s still playing with my ass, still teasing its entrance, and it doesn’t feel so strange anymore. It’s sensitive but not unpleasant and the heat from my clit spreads backward, making the sensation more enjoyable.

“There we go,” Henry says, squeezing some liquid from a bottle. “Master’s going to play with his fucking perfect pet.”

My pussy clenches as his finger slips inside my ass. There’s no pain and Henry sighs and drops his head onto my stomach, planting kisses over me, unable to stop himself. His mouthmoves down and my back arches as his tongue finds my clit, and it sends a burst of pleasure through me when he flicks it. He slides his finger in and out, and my body relaxes more, allowing itself to enjoy Henry playing in my ass.

His mouth sucks and bites and his tongue pulses over me, sending more and more arousal through me. My core heats as it tightens and my excitement builds until I’m so close to climax and it’s agony to wait. Henry laughs against my clit and I moan shamelessly, pleading with him to let me come.

“You’re going to come for me, Ivy.” His voice is a command and I’m desperate to obey. “Disobedient pets get punished.”

My orgasm tears through me as his finger curls forward and the pleasure is intense. It’s hot and furious, a fire that’s almost more than I can handle and I pant, clawing at myself as the heat burns my skin and sets my body alight.

“So fucking beautiful.”

Henry pushes something into my ass and it barely resists. I’m dazed and happy, completely content, and the warmth washing through me is as much mine as Henry’s. I’m indisputably in love with him and our emotions flow between us, uninhibited and complete. This is intimacy and its consequences; it’s unbridled vulnerability and its openness is a risk I’ll always take with him. One he’ll always take it with me.

This is what we are and the balance we find in each other as our feelings combine and rise together, soaring like birds on the currents as they fly toward the heavens.

“I’m going to fuck your pussy, pet,” Henry says, running his cock over my entrance. “Then I’m going to fuck your ass.”

I groan and my eyes snap to him as he slams into me. I gasp, caught by pleasure and pain and everything in between. Henry’s cock is perfect and his hips collide with mine, obliterating the distance between us. I’m so damn fullit’s impossible to remember being empty and he moves fast.

His rhythm is relentless and his cock slides down my front wall, finding all the places I want it to. I moan and writhe, arching my back as pleasure washes over me and my pussy tightens, asking for more. Henry quickens his pace, dropping his head onto my chest as he mouths my breasts. He bites my nipple and I scream as the jolt of pain runs straight to my clit and brings me close to another orgasm.

Every movement is heightened and Henry pants, enjoying this as much as I am. His stomach tightens and every muscle strains, his perfect body catching the dimmed light as he moves with a supernatural grace. He’s exquisite and my body dances to his tune, responding to him as he brings it to life again.

“Fuck, you’re perfect, Ivy.”

“It’s so fucking good,” I moan.

“Don’t fucking come,” he growls. “We’re coming together, Ivy.”

I nod and my fingers cling to the sheets, clinging onto anything sane to hold back the dam threatening to break. My breathing’s erratic, my muscles tremble and my legs shake, barely able to withstand the force of Henry as his cock plunges into me and every fucking movement heightens my arousal.

His groans deepen and his cock twitches as he raises his head. Our eyes and souls connect as I release my control and our orgasms break hard and deep and unconcealed. His pupils dilate as my heart leaps and I lose myself in him, unable to tell where he ends and I begin.

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