Page 55 of Dance of the Phoenix
Her lips taunted him, and he couldn’t stop himself from grabbing her hair and crashing his lips deeper against hers, biting on her lip to gain access inside her mouth, to entangle his tongue with hers. She gasped, her hands grabbed his shoulders, and Ragnor felt his cock grow hard.
Because he was going to fuck her tonight hard enough that he’d leave a mark.
A mark Logan wouldn’t be able tonotsee the next day.
Feeling a vicious kind of arousal, Ragnor pushed Aileen onto her back and devoured her mouth while his hands roamed under her flimsy tank top, cupping her bare breasts. She moaned, her legs almost automatically spreading to cradle him between her thighs, and Ragnor’s cock threatened to tear through his sweatpants.
He tore her top off and released her lips in favor of her hard nipple, which he took into his mouth and sucked on. She gasped, her back bowing as if she wanted him to suck harder, which he gladly did.
And while he fondled that breast, he quickly got her shorts and panties off, revealing her gloriously slick pussy, just waiting to be ravished by his mouth and cock. Unable to allay his craving, Ragnor pushed her thighs up, bringing her pussy to his mouth, and gave hera long, languorous lick, from her tight entrance to the pebbled clit, where he closed his teeth carefully around the bud and sucked.
Aileen screamed and thrashed against his unbreakable hold, which made Ragnor feel quite triumphant. He then wondered how she would react to some vampiric play in bed. Deciding to test it on a whim, he unsheathed his fangs and, as carefully as he could, sank them into the sensitive skin around her clit.
Her hands were in his hair as she screamed yet again, a flood spraying right into his mouth as she came, shuddering and shattering under his hands and mouth.
Ragnor couldn’t help but smirk. It seemed his sexy Alara Morreh loved some blood play in bed.
And that turned him on even more than he was before.
He released her only so he could quickly get rid of his pants before he was looming over her, his hands fondling her plump, smooth breasts, as he settled his aching dick against her wet entrance. Her eyes were partially lidded as she looked at him, lips parted, fighting to catch her breath.
That look was so arousing, he almost came right then and there.
But Ragnor refused to end things so quickly. So in one thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her warm, silky pussy that fit him like a glove, and felt like he’d just come home.
And as he fucked her hard and rough, he sank his fangs into the areola of her breast, causing her to moan and thrash against him, needy and sweet and oh so delectable.
She felt so good—too good to be true, almost—that he wanted to keep fucking her forever, not letting her go even once.
But when he shoved himself inside her one last time, he couldn’t help but come, pouring his seed into her pussy, claiming her as his yet again, but not enough to appease the slumbering beast inside him.
So before she regained her composure and they were forced to talk about another uncomfortable topic, Ragnor claimed her again, and again, and again, until the clock showed it was morning already, and there was no time left to completely satiate his endless hunger when it came to Aileen Henderson.
Chapter 27
Aileen
My entire body ached—and not just from another day of training.
Last night, Ragnor had fucked me as if it was our last night on Earth.
And I’d loved every moment of it.
Unfortunately, it meant we hadn’t slept a wink, and so I was already exhausted when it was time for the morning training session, this time with the rest of the participants.
Thankfully, Logan acted as if nothing happened yesterday and treated me coldly, if at all, as usual. I did notice him glancing at my neck a few times, though, where Ragnor had given me a huge hickey that practically told the world I’d just been relentlessly pounded the night before.
Which, in all honesty, I didn’t mind. Even if Logan’s face grew dark every time his eyes rested on that spot.
That afternoon, Ragnor brought Magnus along for the private training session, which went fine enough, considering I was far too tired to be able to exert mental prowess over my time-stopping powers. Magnus was a great help, as always, and Ragnor was in such a good mood, everything went smoothly.
Until Magnus left earlier than usual, leaving Ragnor and me to drive privately together back to the League.
Part of me wanted to keep this heady feeling of being in love and thoroughly fucked. It put both Ragnor and me in the best moods we’d been in for a while.
But I didn’t forget that he owed me something in return for me telling him about Logan, and about another dark part of my past.
So despite my reluctance, I glanced at Ragnor, who was driving with a small smile on his face I was sure he wasn’t aware of, took in a deep breath, and said, “Tell me about Yulia.”
