Page 69 of Wicked Magik
“Gods please, Oryx.” Her hand tangled behind my head, pulling at my hair.
My heavy balls slapped her ass, my body hovered over her, covering her completely.
This was the greatest pleasure I had ever felt, my suckers on my cock sucking, pulling, grabbing her body. She felt so good. Her heat, her desire, her want.
“Feels good. Fuck, more. You can be rougher.”
My grunts grew furious and unwielding. I sucked in a breath then let it out slowly, blowing it into her hair.
She panted. “I’m going to come, oh gods, I feel like I’m going to die.”
My hips went faster, chasing her release. I wanted to be fully saturated in her. Nothing but her on my body, nothing but pleasure. She was my pet and I would take care of her.
And then she shattered, her body convulsing around me, her pleasure pulsing through my cock as the suckers soaked up her arousal.
I roared, my own release crashing over me like a wave. Spurts of her arousal soaked my cock and that was when I could feel my seed spilling into her, marking her as mine in nearly all ways possible. I slowed my thrusts, riding out our pleasure until we were both spent, our bodies slick with sweat and our breaths coming in ragged gasps.
I stayed inside her, unwilling to break our connection. She looked up at me, her eyes soft and sated, a small smile playing on her lips. "I love you," she whispered.
My ears twirled, in surprise. “You said that out loud.”
Her eyes widened. “I did?”
I nodded.
She bit her lip, but she did not look away from me. “If I’m saying it in my head, then maybe it should come out, huh? Especially since you can read my mind anyway.”
I sheepishly looked away. “I try not to…”
Vesper pulled me back to look into my eye holes. I felt so vulnerable, even though I was on top of her, inside her, and she couldn’t even read my thoughts.
Vesper’s smile was honest. “I know you try not to. At least most of the time.” She playfully side eyed me.
I shrugged my shoulders. “You do not tell me your needs. I must make sure you are taken care of.”
“Silly Orie.” She lifted her head and kissed my snout. “Since you have calmed down now, you are going to want to know what exactly happened between Veylor and me, huh?”
A growl rumbled through my chest and I thrust my cock deeper inside her.
Her scent and mine were the only scents that I could smell and taste.
I heaved in a breath. “No.” I shook my head. “Only if he hurt you, then I would want to know.”
We stared at each other for a long moment, her mind was blank, other than a distant whisper on her mind she kept buried.
Nothing that I did not like.
My cock jerked at the comment.
I slid myself from her body only to push it back in. “All I want to do is ravage you again. Because you love me.”
She groaned. “Oryx.”
Her voice was a soft caress, a whisper of pleasure and adoration that sent shivers down my spine.Someone loved me.I could feel her body responding to mine, her hips arching to meet my thrusts, her breath hitching as I filled her completely. Her love for me was a tangible thing, a warmth that spread through whatever this was, filling me with a contentment I had never known.
I leaned down, my forehead pressing against hers, my horns framing her face. "Say it again," I growled softly, needing to hear those words from her lips once more.
She smiled up at me, her eyes shining with unshed tears. "I love you, Oryx," she whispered, her voice steady and sure.I still fear we will break.
