Page 53 of Moon Cursed

Her eyes glow, and a bead of blood forms in the middle of her purple pout.

She blinks and the glow disappears. “How’s that for control?”

I lean forward and suck her lower lip into my mouth.

“No more blood,” I whisper, almost as if I’m reminding myself.

She sighs. “Not even yours?”

Fucking hell. She’s going to be the death of me.

“When you’re ready, I’ll bleed for you,” I tell her, making her eyes light up.

I let go of one of her wrists to free my cock from my jeans. I tug the shaft free off my underwear, and I watch my witch wriggle out of her panties one-handed, before kicking them away from her legs.

“Maybe you should check if I’m ready,” she suggests.

She parts her legs and sticks out her hips.

I run my hand up her right leg, sucking in a breath when I find her thigh slick.

I know when she’s this wet, she’s more than ready, so I put my hand back on my cock, transferring her juices to the shaft before I push forward and sink deep into her waiting pussy.

I lift her a little, and she wraps her legs around me before I start to fuck her up against the door.

She keeps her gaze up and I keep mine down. I love to watch her face while I’m deep inside her.

“Everett, doesn’t it feel like I’m ready?”

I keep my slow pace as I gaze down at her. “You’re not close to coming.”

“That’s when you’ll bleed for me?”

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” I tease her, slowing down even more.

She holds on tight, her eyelids fluttering closed for a few seconds.

She’s so fucking beautiful. So perfect.

I don’t know how the hell I managed to stop myself from bending her over the table last night.

Restraint really isn’t my strong suit, but for her I’m willing to work on it.

She moans when I speed up a little, and I feel her pussy starting to clench around my cock.

She’s not close to coming. She’s coming.

Her deep moan as she leans her head back is sexy as hell and draws my attention to her throat.

My teeth tingle just looking at the spot where I marked her. It’s barely noticeable now, but I’ll always be able to see it. I put it there. It’s never going away.

Her pussy milks my cock and I fight the feeling.

I can’t count the number of times she’s made me come while she’s climaxing.

Not today. I want to keep fucking her. We’ve barely gotten started.

“Everett, you promised,” she murmurs, opening her eyes.

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