Page 89 of House of Mages and Raven

His strokes scorched me and at the same time lessened the agony that had plagued me since the start of the mating heat, and the unbearable, gnawing emptiness ebbed at his kisses.

If I kept needing him like this, one day he’d destroy me. I must find a way to get rid of this weakness. I’d make sure this mating fever never returned once the chaos prince sated me.

A tearing sound reached me, and cold air kissed my bare pussy. The chaos prince had torn off my panties.

Without missing a beat, he spun me and lifted me. One second, he was finger-fucking me, then the next, I was on my back in bed, spreading my legs wide as he buried his face between my thighs.

His wicked, marvelous tongue licked my aching sex, tracing my slit in a slow circle. I gasped and moaned, begging for more. He put his hand to work and rubbed my clit. I cried out, my legs jerking of their own accord at the mind-blowing sensation. While he pleasured me, I remained vengeful.

I didn’t forgive easily.

“Work harder,” I growled.

That was when I felt his fangs—I hadn’t known that Killian had fangs—grazing my clit.

The pleasure was beyond words, so I cursed and moaned and cursed again.

Too soon, he extracted his fangs as his tongue parted my plump folds and thrust into my cunt, rolling and sweeping inside my narrow passage, and then it thickened. I rolled my eyes tothe back of my head at the increased pleasure before I registered that his dragon had joined the play. The beast tongue was fucking me to imprint me, sending me to the land of pleasure with a one-way ticket.

I shuddered and moaned for more.

His tongue picked up the pace, thrusting into my heat at a rapid speed, then slowing down, then accelerating again. The rhythm drove me mad, sending me to the edge of the cliff. The thrill ride was undoing me.

I bucked my hips, my back arched, and my lips parted in a silent scream as pleasure slammed into me.

I lunged and forced Killian on his back. Then I sat on his face and let my cunt rub his mouth without inhibition.

He gripped my wildly rotating hips to maintain some control, his tongue darting up to lick my cunt and drink my goddess juice.

“Nectar and sin.” He growled. “My vicious little scorpion. What a mess you made.”

I wasn’t ashamed of it. I wasn’t going to apologize. The heat turned into a tidal wave, crashing into me and tossing me toward the cliff. If it had come to destroy, I was already beyond caring.

I was in a haze of lust, trembling with raw need for the man who’d betrayed me and wounded me so badly. I needed his cock to fill my shameless, wet cunt and penetrate it over and over until I couldn’t remember my name.

“Fuck me!” I demanded. If he didn’t fuck me now, I’d combust, and it’d be his fault.

“I thought you’d never ask again.” He growled hoarsely and, with brutal strength, lifted me off his face.

Then I was on all fours, my legs wide apart. When I looked over my shoulder, he was gloriously nude, his trousers gone, his massive, hard cock jutting from between his powerful legs.

The cold mountain wind blew over us, carrying the scent of snow and wild blossoms. Killian’s hooded eyes dipped to my bare pussy. With a snarl, he thrust into my heat.

There was only us in the entire region, fucking with abandon and brutality, as if we were at war. But it wasn’t far from the truth. We’d been in a cold war ever since I left his bed that day.

He moved faster, his strength formidable. Every thrust pushed me to the edge before bringing me back. I hissed in dark anger and moaned in blissful pleasure at the same time.

He yanked me up, my back against his cut chest. His thumb and forefinger held my jaw and turned my face to the side, so he could kiss me. His mouth fell on mine while he fucked me from behind.

He sucked in my bottom lip, his fangs coming out again. At his urging, I parted my lips for his invading tongue and tasted myself. I tasted the chaos prince—an apex predator, a dragon. I hated to admit it, but no one could taste better than this powerful and cruel male in front of me.

Excerpt my sugar Rowan,Sy chimed in.

Yeah, yeah.I rolled my eyes.It’s all about your fae male. But let’s not get into a foursome today.

The chaos heir’s power rolled over my tongue, down my throat, straight to my belly, then settled in my core.

The mating heat rose to meet his formidable power, recognizing it as Hades’ blood and uncoiling around it. His thrusts became more dominating and possessive. I didn’t battle his will, as his alpha male dominance served to sate the mating heat in me. I ran my hands down his powerful thighs, feeling the hard muscles flexing beneath my fingers, before I sank my fingernails into his flesh.

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