Page 27 of Wings of Ashes
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You want my mouth on your pussy. As the words left Bael’s lips, using his true incubus voice that could enthrall any listener, he watched as her pretty blue eyes widened and grew hazy as the lust hit her full force.
Bael had meant to teach her a lesson tonight. To get her horny and leave her without satisfaction. To threaten her to stop the enchantment that she somehow worked on him.
But…
Fuck, he thought to himself.Look at how sexy she is when she submits to me.
He fucking loved the glassy glaze over her eyes as her pupils dilated with desire and her lips separated on a hitched breath.
“Please,” she whined and jerked her legs open wider for him to sink down between them.
“Please what?” he asked. His thumbs and tail stroked designs over her quivering thighs. The tip of his tail buzzed against the top of her inner thigh, and she squealed. “Please lick your pussy?”
“Yes!”
Wrong.This is wrong. Bael ground his teeth and fought the pull to give her what she wanted. The instinct to give her anything she wanted was…strong.
Fuck, didn’t she get how messed up it was to enthrall or enchant someone?
Why did she keep denying doing it to him?
“You want me that bad?” he asked in a genuinely confounded voice of disbelief. His brows furrowed.Why? Why would a swan shifter wanthim?
Granted, she probably only wanted him for a good time.Just like everyone else.
“Yes,” she whined. “Please. I need…”
Bael had never been needed before. Judged, feared, desired, or coveted, sure. But this felt…different.
Maybe it was different because she was clearly a virgin?
His horns throbbed as his full, jutting cock demanded to enjoy her, his balls laden with seed. His inner demon burned to thrust his cock deep inside her and feel the squeeze of her tight pussy, wringing it. Milking him of his come.
But as an incubus, he could only come inside her two times before the unintentional soul reaping.
“Please lick me…there,” Nix requested so politely as she shook with uncontained lust. “I’ve always wondered what it would feel like.”
Well, damn, Bael wasn’t a heartless asshole.
Maybe just a taste…
He sank a few inches further down her body until his face hovered above her glistening pussy. She was so aroused, she dripped onto the bedsheet beneath her.
A feast for me. He groaned as he inhaled her sweet, succulent scent. Roasted marshmallows and tart strawberries.
Bael had never indulged in sweet desserts, but maybe he could make an exception for her. “This was meant to be a lesson,” he growled. “For you to stop enchanting me.”
He pursed his lips and allowed his shifted serpent tongue to lengthen and flick just above the top of her sex. “Do you—truly—want this?” he asked.
“PLEASE,” she screamed and bucked her hips up when she saw his tongue.
Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.
But an incubus’s allure did not work unless the subject already desired him.
