Page 124 of Reign of Betrayal

While kissing her, I align my dick with her slick entrance. Slowly, torturously so, I push in just a bit, halting when she inhales sharply. I pull back slightly, brushing the hair from her forehead, looking for any sign of discomfort. “Are you okay?” I ask softly.

“Yes,” she moans, and I slide the rest of the way in, watching her eyes flutter shut. She tilts her head back, arching her back slightly, giving me the perfect opportunity to lick up her neck.

Pulling out to the tip, I slam back into her, eliciting a loud moan from her lips. She and I fit perfectly together, like a key in a lock. The sensation of her tightness gripping my cock sends waves of pleasure coursing through me as I watch the blissful expressions cross her face.

She leans up, wrapping her arms around my neck and crashing her mouth against mine. Deciding she’s had enough time to adjust to my size, I pick up my pace and intensity. I pull out and slam back in hard, over and over again. Her moans meld with mine, filling the air as I savor every moment. Breaking the kiss, I lean back, then pull out entirely.

Grabbing behind her knees, I lift them up, holding them in place on either side of her ribs. I spit on her pussy, then ram myself back inside her.

“Oh Gods!” she cries out.

“There are no deities here, Reign. If you need to call me one, call me devil, because what I’m about to do to you is absolutely sinful.”

I thrust in and out of her relentlessly, commanding my shadows to wrap around her clit and vibrate. She gasps with each stroke, her breathy moans nearly driving me over the edge. But I hold back. I want to savor this moment, to indulge in the pleasure she brings me, to keep going until the sun kisses the sky.

I can feel her climax approaching. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as she writhes beneath me. “That’s it, Reign, come for me,” I huff between thrusts, and she does. I feel her tighten and clench around me, and it takes everything I have not to spill myself, especially as she screams my name. Never has a word held such power as my name on her lips.

I slow my pace, allowing her to ride the wave of euphoria. When she opens her eyes, a smile brightens her face. “Can I get on top?” she asks shyly.

How could I deny her anything, especially something so simple? “As you wish,” I reply with a smile, lying back as we both breathe heavily.

She climbs on top of me, her uncertainty and nervousness palpable. “I… I’ve never done this before.” Gods and goddesses, she’s adorable. I love this woman with every dark piece of my heart.

“Whatever you do will be perfect. I’ll help you,” I assure her, gripping her lush hips and guiding her down onto my cock. The sensation is overwhelming, and I throw my head back, moaning before leaning back up to assist her.

“Move up and down like this.” Still gripping her hips, I guide her perfect ass as she begins to moan. “Or… do this if it feels better.” I tilt her hips so her clit grinds against me, rocking her back and forth. She throws her head back at the sensation. Oh, she likes that. So, I continue. I rock her back and forth, my dick going in and out of her while her clit grinds into me.

She leans forward, placing her hands on my chest as she starts to bounce. Suddenly, her eyes pop open, and she yanks her hands away. “Luke… I’m so sorry?—”

I place a finger to her lips. “Shh. It’s fine.” Taking her hands, I gently place them on either side of my chest, careful not to touch the center. “Fuck me, Reign. Fuck me before I die, because I need you so badly I might.”

She smiles widely, and it makes my heart ache because she is so ethereally beautiful. I’m so unworthy of her.

Leaning on my chest, she starts bouncing up and down. Helping her, I grab her ass and bounce her, faster, harder, furiously. She starts moaning, screaming my name as she begins to climax again, only this time fire flickers in her right hand, burning my chest over my heart. It burns like the double burning hells themselves, but I take it. My shadows twirl around her, in a loving embrace as her fiery palm continues to burn me.

In that moment, the world seems to blur, and it is just us—fire and shadow, light and darkness… forever intertwined, fated.

Watching her lose control while coming on my cock is worth every ounce of pain. I can’t help but tumble over the edge with her. With my last few thrusts, I grip her ass and slam to the hilt, releasing myself deeply inside her, my moans echoing in the air.

She opens her eyes, immediately jumping off me to inspect my chest. “Oh my goddess! Why didn’t you say anything, Luke?” Panic flashes across her face.

I sit up and grasp her chin. “Watching you lose control of your magic while fucking me is the most pleasurable thing I’ve ever seen. I’ll wear this like a crown, proudly.” I smile at her, but she doesn’t look convinced.

She hops off the bed with shaky legs. “Where are you going?” I ask.

“To get a healer.” She reaches for a new nightgown.

Wrapping my shadows around her wrist, I yank her back to the bed. “Absolutely not—especially not wearing that.” I gesture to her nightgown. Pulling her onto the bed, I lay her next to me. “I don’t need a healer. I meant it when I said I’ll wear this mark with honor. It stays.”

She huffs but leans over to kiss me softly. “Stay here,” I say, jumping off the bed to head to the washroom.

Exiting with a warm cloth, I approach her. “What are you doing?” she scrunches her face as I lean over to wipe her clean.

“Cleaning you up so we can sleep.”

“Double burning hells, Luke. I can do it myself.”

“Open up. I’m not asking.”

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