His tongue glides down my sex, licking parts of me that steal the breath from my lungs. I never thought a man could act so obscene. Least of all Lucius.
“I’m going to make you come now,” he says matter-of-factly.
He slides the flat of his tongue to the pinnacle of my sex, close to my hand, lapping at a sensitive part that makes my legs buckle. Luckily, Lucius holds me in place, so I don’t fall.
Suddenly, the darkness I crave is cast aside, replaced with blinding light I can hardly hope to escape.
“Lucius!” I scream as ravenous heat courses through me.
He moans, pressing his face to my sex as he devours me.
I come undone.
Screaming, I bring my hand around, grabbing the back of his head as I shamelessly push against him, riding the high of a powerful feeling unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.
How is it possible to tame me so? To take away my control? To wreck me with such ease?
Lucius guides me through the chaos, like a light through darkness, and when he finally pulls away, I collapse onto his lap.
He pulls my dark hair away from my face and forces my face to the side so that I must look at him. “What a good little magi you are,” he says, his hands relentlessly roving my body.
“What was that?” I ask, mystified.
“Since you were being so good, I let you come.”
“Come?”
He brings his hand between my legs. “When you’re touched here,” he rubs a sensitive spot that makes me gasp, “your body gets excited, wanting release, and when I keep playing with your excitable little nub,” his rubs quicken, making the room feel like a furnace, “I allow you to come, letting it all out.”
He pulls his hand away, and inwardly, I mourn.
Clearing my throat, I say, “May I ask a question?”
“Go ahead.”
“Do you hate me?”
He chuckles. “Not in the slightest.”
I already knew that through our bond, but I am confused by what it is that he feels.
“Why are you so mean to me?”
“Was I mean when I ate you out?”
My brow lifts at his insinuation.
“You have a lot to learn, and you’re at a disadvantage because your craft is loathed, but I’m going to make sure that you learn well while learning to follow my rules. ”
“Oh…kay…” I say, still confused.
“And the way I plan on taming you is going to be delicious.”
He dips his fingers into my wetness.
“Holy wards!” I cry, gripping his hard thigh.
“Don’t worry, my little stygian. If you’re a good magi and do as you’re told, you’ll get to come a lot. Do you understand?”