Page 20 of The Darkness in the Magi

I make her suck my balls until they’re sopping wet, then I pull them away, replacing them with my cock.

“While you’re sucking it, I want you to touch your pretty little cunt.”

Her arousal floods me, edging me ever so close to release.

I can’t believe I resisted this magi. That I hated her so.

She’s everything to me. A darkness I never knew I craved. A beautiful grave bloom.

And she’s mine.

I grab her hand that’s been teasing her pretty kitty and bring it up through my legs so that I might lick her cum as she sucks me off.

Her whole body lights with pleasure. She’s so easily aroused, I can hardly hold back.

So I don’t.

With her taste on my tongue, I unload, filling her mouth with my seed.

And she takes it gloriously.

Once I’m fully drained, I pull out quickly, placing my hand over her mouth so that she has no other choice but to choke it all down.

“Swallow it down, Sophie. There’s plenty more where that came from.”

The reaction she has to my depravity is obscene. She was made for this, wanting nothing more than to please me in ways that would make the mavens blush.

I pull away, getting out of bed to shower, but Sophie gives a tortured“humph”which demands my attention.

I sit on the edge of the bed, admiring her body.

“Does my little stygian want to come?”

She nods slowly, begging me with her eyes.

I bring my hand between her thighs, to a pool of wetness I’m eager to lick up.

“How am I to teach you control if I let you come whenever it so pleases you?” I ask.

“Perhaps that’s a lesson that can be learned over time?” she replies.

“Perhaps it is, but you have to show me what you want, Sophie.”

She spreads her legs wide and brings her hand to her pussy, her fingers exploring the sensitive area.

Watching her touch herself gets me hard again, and I wonder if perhaps there’s a lesson in this for me as well.

“You’re such a good girl, Sophie. Such a good little magi.”

I feel her beaming at my praise.

Now I must reward her.

I bend, bringing my mouth to her cunt so that I can partake in her essence. She’s already so turned on that a few gentle licks have her curling forward, screaming her release.

I could eat her morning, noon, and night and never grow tired. I’d gone into our bond thinking I would own her, yet here I am, pussy whipped.

She lets out a long sigh of satisfaction.

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