Page 16 of The Darkness in the Magi

Damn him for being so filthy.

I do as he says, opening myself for him.

And as much as I hate it, the look of reverence on his face has me blooming with pride.

“You have the prettiest pink pussy I’ve ever seen,” he says, tracing the lips of my sex. “Now touch it.”

I blink at him, trying to understand his request.

“Play with yourself,” he demands.

I bring a hand between my thighs and touch the sensitive flesh.

He positions my fingers at the apex of my sex. “Touch here.”

I do as he says and immediately feel my sex liven as tingling tendrils of pleasure crash through me.

“While you please yourself, I’m going to lick your little hole,” Lucius says, lowering his chest to the floor.

The sounds he makes as he laps at my juices are obscene, and a now familiar rush builds at my core.

In almost no time, I’m close to coming again, right at the edge, but just as I’m about to fall over, Lucius’s hand closes over mine.

“You can play all you want, but you cannot come. Not until I allow it.”

I groan with frustration, because what he’s said is so unfair.

Lifting himself off the floor, he crawls over my body, looking down at me with a smirk.

“Are you ready for my cock? I won’t make you take it if you don’t want to.”

“Is it going to hurt?”

“Yes, but I promise you’ll like it.”

“I’m ready.”

He sits back on his heels and brings his cock to my sex, swiping it along the slit. I shiver with pleasure, wanting more.

“No matter how much I fuck you, how much I eat you, how much I play with this sweet little pussy of yours, you’re not to come. Do you understand?”

‘Fuck’ is a human curse, said under blankets when the apprentices want to feel naughty.

But coming from Lucius, it sounds divine.

Scowling, I nod.

“Good girl.”

Lucius owns me.

Every part of me.

He knows what I feel, what I want, and how good I feel.

He brings all my shadows to light, banishing the secrecy of my sins.

Pressing his cock to my wet entrance, he thrusts forward, driving into me.

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