Page 82 of The Blood Moon Oath

TORIN

Ipull her flush against me, my mouth finding hers in a bruising kiss. She melts into me, her tongue tangling with mine as we devour each other. My hands roam her body, mapping every curve and valley, committing them to memory.

When I break the kiss, I nuzzle into her neck, inhaling her scent deeply. "You smell divine, kitten. Like sex and magic and everything I crave."

Sable shivers beneath me, her breath hitching. "And you taste even better," she murmurs, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

I chuckle darkly, my lips trailing fire down her collarbone. "Oh, we have so many flavors to share between us. Let's start with this sweet spot here..."

I latch onto the tender flesh of Sable's throat, sucking and biting gently as I work my way down to her breasts. Hernipples are still hard. I move her from the wall and onto my bed, letting her sprawl out as I toss her down.

"Beautiful," I groan. "I'm going to explore every inch of you, kitten. Feel your desire through our binding. I want to feel your wetness against my tongue and in my soul." She shudders at my words as I climb on top of her, cupping her supple mounds and rolling the sensitive peaks between my thumbs and forefingers. "So perfect for my mouth."

Without warning, I descend upon her, latching onto a nipple and drawing it deep. Sable arches off the bed, crying out in pleasure as I suckle greedily. Her flavor explodes on my tongue, a heady mix of arousal and innocence that only serves to fuel my desire. Not only that, but I can feel her pleasure through our connection now. It's so strong, everything coming through as if I were experiencing it myself.

My beautiful little kitten. She felt connected to me more than she let on all this time. That's the only explanation for why our bond is so strong when it's so new.

I alternate between her breasts, lavishing attention on each until they're red and swollen.

"Oh, fuck, Torin," she breathes out. "Feels so good." But she doesn't need to tell that to me, not anymore, because I can feel what she feels.

With both breasts thoroughly loved, I trail kisses down Sable's stomach, taking my time to worship every dip and curve. Her skin is flushed, heated by the fires of our lust and the magic that pulses between us.

Reaching the juncture of her thighs, I part her legs wider, exposing her glistening folds to my hungry gaze. "Look at you, so wet and ready," I growl approvingly. "Your pussy is begging for my cock again, isn't it, kitten? Even as it drips with my cum. Tell me how much you need it."

Sable's hips twitch, her breathing ragged. "You want me to beg for your cock, is that it, Reaper?"

I lean over her and growl. "Not just beg for it, kitten. Long for it, worship it, let it consume your every waking moment, just as your sweet pussy consumes mine."

Her eyes roll back in her head at me words. "Fine. Yes, please, give it to me."

With a wicked grin, I lean in and drag my tongue through her slick heat, relishing her moans and the way her walls clench around the tip. "Not just yet," I say to her.

"Bastard," she says as her hands tangle in my hair.

I lap at Sable's clit, swirling my tongue around the sensitive bud before sucking it gently into my mouth. Her protests turn into cries of pleasure and echo through the room as I feast on her, drinking in her essence like a man starved.

Her flavor is intoxicating, a heady mix of womanhood and magic that leaves me craving more. I don't care that she's leaking my cum. If anything it turns me on to taste myself on her. I delve deeper, thrusting my tongue inside her tight channel, fucking her with long, slow strokes. Sable bucks against my face, her hands fisting in the sheets as she loses herself to the sensations.

I can feel her approaching the edge, her pleasure building to a crescendo. I double my efforts, adding a second finger to stretch her and preparing to bring her over. Just as she's about to peak, I withdraw, leaving her empty and aching.

"No, please!" Sable begs, her voice desperate.

I smirk up at her, my eyes gleaming with dark promise. "Not yet, kitten. You're going to come when I allow it. And not until I've had my fill of tasting you."

I dive back in, my tongue delving deep once more as I curl it to stroke her inner walls. Sable writhes beneath me, her body trembling with the effort of holding back. I can feel herstruggling to maintain control, her magic surging in response to her arousal.

It's a delicious sight, watching her try to rein in her passions. But I won't give her what she wants until I decide she's earned it. For now, I'll keep her teetering on the brink, savoring the power I hold over her.

"Stop playing with me, Reaper," she says to me, frustrated that I'm bringing her to that edge again and again and not letting her push over.

"Never," I say to her. "I'll never stop wanting to play with you, kitten."

As I continue to tease and torment Sable with my tongue, I reach up to fondle her breasts again, pinching and tugging at her nipples. The combination of stimulation proves too much for her fragile control, and with a keening cry, she finally surrenders to the climax.

Her orgasm rips through her like a tempest, her inner muscles clamping down on my probing tongue as she rides the waves of ecstasy. I drink in her release, savoring the taste of her pleasure as it floods my senses.

As the aftershocks subside, I slowly pull away, licking my lips clean of her essence. Sable lies panting and spent, her body glowing with the aftermath of her magic-infused climax.

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