Page 98 of Owned

And that cock.

My lips parted slightly at the sight of it.

Hard and proud.

Eager for my mouth.

He stepped out of his jeans and approached the edge of the bed.

I didn’t need to beg—his cock was there, and my mouth watered at the prospect of having the heat of it on my tongue and the sound of his groan in my ears as I took his length without complaint.

I glanced up at him before I reached out to grip the base of his cock. His breath hissed through his teeth as I squeezed gently and sucked the thick head into my mouth.

No finesse, no teasing.

I held him steady as I worked my mouth over the head of his cock, bathing it with my tongue and taking more of his cock into my mouth. I was prepared to gag on the length—I was ready for it. I wanted it.

Valen’s groan was low as I moved my mouth over his shaft. His fingers pushed into my hair and augmented my movements without forcing me to take more of his cock. Steady strokes of my hand at the base of his cock accompanied the movement of my tongue and the suction I applied.

“Fuck, Avril—”

His words thrilled through me and made me braver. Made me take more of his cock.

“That’s right, little bird, take it all. Take what you want.”

I intended to.

The thick head pushed against the back of my throat and my eyes watered, but I didn’t stop as I swallowed every inch of his cock and held him there. His growl was raw, and I knew he wanted to hold my head still and fuck my mouth with abandon—but he didn’t.

I pulled back slowly and inhaled before deep throating him again.

This time, I wasn’t focused on his groan… This time, I was focused on his hands in my hair. Both hands.

With his cock down my throat, I lifted one hand away from his thigh and willed my magic forward.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feel of Valen’s cock in my throat, and the way the pale violet smoke of my magic wound around his wrists.

“Hey—”

He staggered back, pulling his cock from my mouth. I gasped for air as drool ran down my chin and smeared my cheek.

“What the fuck—”

A thin rope of pale violet smoke encircled his wrists and drew them together in front of him.

His eyes were wide, but he didn’t look frightened.

“Come here,” I breathed.

A slight gesture of my hand tugged him toward the bed and he chuckled as he allowed my magic to pull him along.

The violet smoke wound through the elegant wrought iron of the bedframe and Valen had the presence of mind to look a little surprised as he laid back on the pillows.

“This is what you want?” he asked. He tested the strength of his magical bonds.

I nodded as I slid off the bed and let my negligee slide down my body and pool at my feet. Valen’s sharp intake of breath sent a small shiver of pleasure up my spine. He didn’t care what I did to him. He wanted me.

I turned away and walked to the vanity.

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