"Now what?"
"Now I can finally give you everything you've been begging for."
CHAPTER TWO
EZEKIEL
Three years of watching her had been the sweetest torture. Every night, listening to her moan and beg for her "dark guardian" while I was trapped in stone. Watching her beautiful body arch as she came. Hearing her scream for someone to claim her.
Now I was free, and she was right there. So close I could smell her arousal.
"This is insane," she breathed.
"This is fate." I moved closer, backing her against the roof ledge. "You called for me every night. Your dark guardian. Here I am."
"I didn't know you were real."
"I'm real." I pressed against her, letting her feel how hard I was. "And I'm done watching. I need to taste you."
"Here? On the roof?"
"Here. Now. I've waited three years, Raven. I can't wait another second."
I dropped to my knees and pushed her skirt up. No panties. The scent of her arousal hit me like a drug.
"Fuck," I groaned. "You're dripping wet. Is this what happens when you realize your fantasy is real?"
"Ezekiel..."
"Already so wet for me," I growled, spreading her thighs wider. "All these years of watching you touch yourself, and now I finally get to taste what I've been craving."
I dragged my tongue through her folds, and she screamed. She tasted like heaven and sin, sweet and perfect and mine. My tongue was longer than human, more flexible, and I used every advantage to make her writhe.
"Oh god," she gasped, her hands fisting in my white hair. "Your tongue... it's so long..."
I fucked her with it, pushing deep inside while my thumb circled her clit. Three years of fantasizing about this, and the reality was better than anything I'd imagined. I could feel her thighs trembling, hear her breath catching.
"That's it," I murmured against her flesh. "Let me hear those sounds you make. The ones that drove me crazy every night."
I sucked her clit between my lips, flicking it with my tongue while sliding two fingers inside her. She was so tight, so hot, clenching around my fingers like she was trying to pull me deeper.
"Ezekiel! Fuck, I'm going to—"
She came on my tongue, flooding my mouth with her pleasure. I drank her down, growling at the taste, but I didn't stop. Couldn't stop. I needed more.
"Too much," she gasped, trying to pull away.
"Never too much." I held her hips steady, pinning her against the ledge. "You're mine now, Raven. Your pleasure belongs to me. And I'm going to take every drop."
I pushed three fingers inside her, curling them to find that spot that made her scream. My tongue worked her clit relentlessly, and within minutes she was coming again, harder this time, her whole body shaking.
"Please," she sobbed. "I can't... it's too intense..."
"One more," I commanded, adding a fourth finger, stretching her. "Give me one more, and then I'll give you my cock."
The promise made her clench around my fingers. I could feel her getting close again, her body wound tight as a bow. When I grazed her clit with my teeth, she shattered, coming so hard she nearly collapsed.
I stood, catching her before she could fall, my cock painfully hard and dripping. She looked wrecked—hair wild, makeup smeared, thighs still trembling, pussy glistening with arousal.
