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“Never will it break.” I rubbed my forehead against her again.
A low rumble built in my chest, a purr of pure happiness. I will not break what she has given me. My feelings for my Lord will be pushed to the side, he is only my creator.
I licked across her lips, tasting her sweetness, feeling her love pour into me. My body moved against hers, slow and deep.
Her hands roamed my body, tracing the lines of my muscles, the scars that marked my skin. Each touch that healed my once restless spirit. I could feel her heartbeat synchronizing with mine.
I broke away from her lips, trailing kisses down her neck, her collarbone, until I reached the soft swell of her breasts. I lavished them with attention, my tongue worshipped her body as it deserved. Her moans filled the room, sweet and soft, a melody of love that spurred me on.
Her body tightened around me again, her pleasure building slowly this time, like a wave gathering power before it crashes onto the shore. I could feel her orgasm as if it were my own, our bond allowing me to experience her pleasure in a way that was both intimate and intense.
I looked into her eyes as she came undone beneath me again, watching as they glazed over with pure bliss. Her body convulsed around me in perfect rhythm with our combined orgasm, pulling me deeper into her warmth and pushing us both over the edge.
I did not know sex could be slow and satisfying.
I nuzzled into my pet’s neck, all thoughts forgotten about my Lord. This moment was for her and me, for her pleasure and mine. She was the one who saw me, cared for me, even if I did have to make her see it.
As I pulled away, her eyes and cheeks were wet. I have never seen her leak like this. I pulled out of her body, my cock slapped against my thigh and I scooped her up into my arms.
“I hurt you?” I whined and cuddled her close. “I am sorry, I did not mean…”
“Shh,” She cooed and rubbed under my jaw. “I’m not sad. This was really beautiful, Oryx. I never knew sex could be like that. So sweet, gentle.”
I jerked my head back in surprise. She did not know either?
She laughed and rubbed her head up against my chest. “It was more than that, it was, with so much feeling. The best I could have ever asked for. You were wonderful.”
My pet thinks I am wonderful.
I puffed out my chest and nuzzled into her hold. “You are the best pet. My only pet. You have taught me many things, I want to always have you by my side.”
“I want that too, Orie. Very much.”
Chapter 23
Veylor
"Fuck," I muttered under my breath. I clenched my fist tightly around my shaft. My hips moved with a restless energy, a memory of their earlier rutting flashing vividly in my mind.
I had glanced through the large, ornate painting hanging on my wall in my room earlier, its brushstrokes a mere disguise for what lay beneath. To any observer, it was just art, but with a subtle wave of my hand, the image shimmered and transformed. It became a window, revealing a panoramic view of my laboratory and the sprawling estate beyond, every detail visible as if I were standing right there.
It was a gift, one that I hadn’t used before until this day.
I watched them intently. How she widened her legs, how she begged him to fuck her.
How is she not afraid of him? Was she ever? She wasn’t even scared of me and yet all the fae of this realm have stayed away.
Oryx never did.
Her skin glowed with a sun-kissed hue, looking irresistibly smooth and inviting. I found myself yearning to reach out and feel its warmth under my fingertips. The air around her was filled with the delicate fragrance of a rare blooming flower, a scent almost unheard of in the dark, musty halls of the Shadow Court. My desire was to nestle my face into her cascading locks, to wrap my fingers gently yet firmly around her slender neck, feeling the pulse of life beneath.
She would like it. The hint of arousal I smelled earlier between us told me so. The way her breast pressed up against her corset, how she gasped when I pressed her against the stone wall…
I squeezed the head of my cock.
“Fuck, its like you’re kissing me from the inside.”I remember her gasping as Oryx pounded into her.
I threw my head back and watched my seed spatter against the wall of the shower. I leaned up against the shower with my forearm, letting the water run down my back.
