Page 76 of The Maleficent Faerie
“I’ll hurt you if you promise to hurt me back.”
“Agreed.”
He strokes his fingers along my neck, then collars my throat roughly with his hand. The familiar defensive instinct sparks inside me, a sharp counterpoint to my aching sadness—and I exhale with relief.
I breathe in his smoky scent, bitter blackthorn and leather, with a hint of fresh rain. “Take me hard. Like you did on the altar, but worse. I’ll tell you if I want you to stop.”
He’s already naked, and he’s been erect since he promised me an hour of his time. I reach down and touch the glistening bead of precum at his tip, painting his cock head with it.
“Fuck,” he grits out, and his grip on my throat tightens. At the constriction of my breath, the malaise of peril floods my body, alchemizing my emotions into heightened sensation. I can feel the press of each parallel finger, the prod of his thumb against my neck. His precum is slick and viscous between my fingertips.
A buzzing warmth wakes between my legs, cloaking my melancholy in desire.
He pulls me in with his other hand. His palm rushes over my back, my waist, my rear, greedily sweeping along my skin. A predatory growl ripples from his throat and he whips out his wings, curving them forward to encircle my body. Shadows unspool from him, slithering up my bare legs, and they don’t stop this time—they glide across my center, tantalizing my pussy lips until I can’t help a sharp gasp. They’re soft, wicked shadows, delicately nudging me open and probing between my folds, inserting themselves gently and writhing deep into my body, where they pulse with exquisite malevolence.
I’m paralyzed, prey to the new sensations. My mouth is parted, barely taking in enough air.
Malec is caressing my bottom, and each graze of his claws resonates through my belly like a summons to ultimate bliss.
His shadows are prying me wider, and some of them have passed between my ass cheeks to tease open my other hole. There’s a cool slickness to their influence, as if they’re applying some magical lubricant.
My eyes lock with Malec’s, and he gives me a merciless grin.
He releases my throat, steps back. His shadows coil around my naked body, catching me up into the air, whirling me around, bending me over. They bind my arms, torso, and thighs so I can’t straighten, or touch anything. The shadows are soft, yet with a tensile strength I can’t resist. They hold both my holes wide open.
My pussy feels swollen, warm and damp, unbearably sensitive to the air, exquisitely alive and tingling, alert to the slightest touch. I’m practically dripping with lust. My heart shudders in my chest as I wait for Malec to take me.
A thick, hot length plunges into my center, and I release a faint scream.
Malec’s hands and shadows haul me against him, bracing my hips as his cock pummels into me. He’s a cyclone of tormented passion, and I’m consumed by his darkness. I relish the stab of his claws into my soft flesh, the low groans wrenched from him with each thrust. I want to end withthisas my clearest memory—the swelling thickness of him pounding into my core.
“Fuck me like it’s the end of the world,” I beg, my body jerking with the force of his onslaught. “Fuck me to death.”
“I’m going to fuck us both into oblivion, little viper,” he promises. His flesh smacks against mine, and the lewd liquid sounds of fucking fill the room as his shadows hold me steady. “Shit, you feel better than Void magic. Far better than anything I’ve ever—fuck, I’m already coming—oh gods—”
He bucks hard against my ass, his hands clutching my hips as his cum jets inside me. At the same moment his shadows squirm across my clit and pussy, vibrating with the force of his orgasm, and the buzzing pulse of power sets me off. Bliss shatters through my lower belly, a release so violent I twist uncontrollably, my legs shaking, harsh screams of ecstasy searing my throat.
Malec stays inside me, heaving great gasps. A moment later he pulls out, though I can feel he’s still hard—and he wipes the head of his cock on my ass cheek. The next moment his fingers find my pussy—he’s scooping up the cum leaking from my slit, and he’s poking it back inside me.
“I’m not done with you yet.” His voice is unsteady.
His shadows pull my ass cheeks apart, tugging at the sphincter of my second hole. My feet are still planted on the floor, my body bent double and tied in place, my arms bound along my sides. Having my ass presented so boldly to the Void King is devilishly thrilling, especially when he runs the rigid length of his cock along the groove of my bottom. He pats my wet pussy with it—and then he shoves himself into my ass.
I bite back a scream. Even with the magical lubrication, his invasion burns. I can’t think about anything else, nothing besides the horrible tightness of his shaft, stretching me to the point of bursting.
It’s exactly what I wanted. Sensation to erase my anxiety.
Malec doesn’t move for several seconds. His palm cups my ass cheek, a reassuring pressure, and inside my channel I feel the shadows leaking more of that cool, soothing substance until it saturates all my tissues and eases the burning tightness.
“I’m going to fuck your sweet little ass now, Princess,” he says thickly. “I’m going to come inside you again, and fill up this hole, too. You’ll go into your cursed sleep full of my cum. Is that what you want?”
“Yes,” I whimper.
“Good, because I couldn’t stop myself from coming again if I wanted to. Goddess, you’re tight—I don’t think I can move without—fu-u-uck—” He’s shifting, dragging himself out a little before pushing back in. “Oh fuck, I’m coming in your ass, viper. Can you feel it?”
“Yes, I feel you coming,” I breathe. His cum is hot, pulsing through me as he shoves in hard. My pussy is soaked and my clit aches to be touched.
Malec’s breathing slows, though it’s still uneven. He drags a claw down my spine, all the way to the spot where he’s nestled inside me. He teases the puckered skin of my asshole, and a bolt of pleasure snakes through my clit.
