Page 12 of Cupid's Naughty Elf

Her frustration mounts. Her lips parted, eyes narrowing a bit. “Liam, release me. I need?—”

“To be patient. There’s no rush.”

“Thought you said liars never make it into the kingdom of heaven.”

I can’t stop the laugh that leaves me. She hit me with my own words, and I reward the sassiness with another hard kiss. My tongue twines with hers, groaning as she matches me stroke for stroke while my hands roam her body. Starting with her breasts. My hands cup each tit and weigh them—enjoy the feel of her soft flesh on my rougher skin.

Something years of kickboxing and training are responsible for. It’s also something little Piper enjoys, moaning into the kiss as I squeeze and flick the tight, little buds.

Motherfuck, they’re a pretty pink. Delicate and sweet while throbbing for my tongue.

In appreciation, I give each a sharp tug, causing her to cry out. At the sound, a shiver runs through me before settling on my heavy balls, and I bite down on her lower lip. Hard. A little abusive, but then I soothe the flesh with soothing swipes of my tongue as my hands continue their wandering.

Everywhere I can reach except her warm cunt.

Down her ribs and abdomen before pausing inches from her mound and retaking my exploration down her thighs. Then back up again. I stroke and squeeze, learning her every curve and sensitive area, pulling a few giggles when I skim a certain area behind her knee, but that laugh soon turns into a whimper when I nip her right nipple.

She’s so responsive. My wife.

Releasing her mouth, I push back, creating just enough space to stare down at her. “Reward or punishment, Ms. Valentine?”

“W-what?” Her tone holds both shock and amusement. As if she can’t quite correlate how the former is even a possibility, and to help her along, I trail my lips to her ear and inhale roughly. “Liam, please.”

“I’ll give you what you want if you answer one more question. Can you do that for me, darling?” My coquettish little elf’s eager nod almost makes me grin.Almost. There’s the way she shivers as my lips graze her ear—the way she swallows hard but the tiniest mewl still slips through those cherry, pouty lips—exposing something I hadn’t picked up on until now.

Goosebumps rise across her soft skin while the sweet scent of pear with notes of vanilla deepens with something else…

It’s earthier. Decadent.Her.

Trailing my nose down the side of her neck, I pause over her pulse point and groan.

Motherfuck, this is a clear declaration of war, and Piper knows this. My mouth waters and nostrils flare—teeth aching with the desire to bite her tender flesh and mark her like a rabid dog.

But I don’t.

She’s going to pay for this.

At what point tonight did she swipe a bit of her wetness just below her ear? I don’t know, but I’m taking this as an outright challenge. A battle she’ll never win.

“You’ll pay for cheating, Ms. Valentine. But first…” I trail off, nuzzling the area for a few seconds before pulling back and meeting her stare. My expression is serious while the hands on her thighs move up to her hips, stopping all movement. “Is there anything else you want to tell me? A secret, maybe?”

A flash of something that looks like guilt crosses her features, but then I’m given an innocent grin. The flutter of long lashes, too. “Nope. Nothing at all.”

“Then so be it.”

“What does that…ohshit!” The underwear she passed off as shorts tonight splinter at the seams, and the golden buttons scatter as I yank them off. The green fabric lands somewhere near the edge of the bed, and the ruined corset follows a second later, leaving her completely bare except for the lights binding her hands and feet.

Her pussy is glistening.

Not a single hair on the soft skin.

Nothing hiding her from me.

“You filthy little thing,” I growl out from between clenched teeth. An accusation. A prayer. With my knees, I force her legs wider apart, exposing her cunt and the wetness slowly puddling on the sheets below.

Slick and clenching, Piper’s tight hole needs to be filled by my cock, and then my seed. I want her brimming and full, to violently tattoo myself into her DNA.

She’s done this to me.

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