Page 17 of The Darkness in the Magi

“Oh, maven mother,” I scream, lurching forward as he fills me. The pain turns blissful, and every muscle in my body tenses as Lucius slams into me.

“You’re so fucking tight!” he growls, his eyes ablaze with light.

My breasts bounce with each thrust, and when I try to cover them, Lucius gathers my hands and brings them over my head, pinning me by the wrists. With his free hand, he slaps my breasts just hard enough for me to wince.

“You don’t hide yourself from me. Ever. Not your craft or your body. They belong to me. Every part of you is mine, from your poisonous mouth to your delicious cunt. Do you understand?”

Great Magus, his man makes me forget myself.

“I said, do you understand?” A punishing hand closes around my breast, squeezing just hard enough to teach me a lesson.

“I…I do…”

“Good, you’re learning, my little stygian,” Lucius snarls, drilling into me harder and faster. “Such a venomous spawn.” He shifts his hips forward so that he’s grinding against my most sensitive area. “So in need of a lesson.”

“Holy fuck,” I moan a guttural sound I don’t recognize.

“Just remember, my little stygian,” Lucius whispers. “You only come when I allow it.”

My eyes widen as I shake my head frantically from side to side. “I…I can’t…stop myself.”

“You will.”

“But…but…”

“No buts. You do as I say, or we do it again, and again, until you get it right,” he says, but he doesn’t bother to slow or shift his body to make it easier on me.

And there’s no way I can hold back any longer.

The room darkens, all except for the glow of Lucius, who is always so bright. Wave after wave of intense pleasure pulse through me, starting from my sex and cascading outward, through my fingers and toes.

It’s not my fault.

He did this to me!

And all I can do is hold on like my life depends on it.

My sex tightens around his cock, and I see his eyes brighten, nearly blinding me. With a howl, he throws his head back and growls his release.

When the waves finally subside, I feel utterly drained. Like my bones have turned to jelly.

Lucius sits up, pulling his cock from me.

“Are you mad?” I blurt.

“Not even a little bit.”

“But you told me not to…”

“Because you need to learn control, and I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy teaching you.”

“You hated me,” I say. “And our bond.”

He sighs, shrugging. “I’d never wanted to take a bond, and when it was forced upon me, I was livid.” He brings his hand to my inner thigh and runs his thumb along my sticky sex. “But you’ve come to show me it’s not so bad.”

I can feel his adoration for me, which is something I never would have expected.

“What now?” I ask, wondering where we will go and the places we will see.

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