“Fuck.”
Then I switched, dragging circles around her clit, changing the pressure each time—softer, then firmer, then softer again—until she was gasping at every adjustment. “I like your moans. I want to hear more.”
“Oh.”
“Every moan you make feeds me. And just in case you don’t know this, every tear, every scream—it all belongs to me too.”
“Then take them all. Drink me dry. I’m yours.”
“Mmm.” My fingertip tingled from the friction, from her wetness coating me, but I didn’t stop.
I pressed two fingers against her folds, spreading them just slightly, so my thumb could stroke her clit in tight little circles while my other fingers slid lower, grazing the slick entrance of her pussy. “Then we agree. This is my pussy?”
“Yes.”
“My body?”
“Yes.”
“My heart?”
“Yes.”
“My skin to bite? My blood to drink?”
“Yours. My blood, my body, my soul. It’s all yours.”
“Good, little Tiger.” I slowed my caresses again, dragging one finger down from her clit to her entrance and back up, smearing her wetness over that swollen bud until it glistened in the light.
Then I softly flicked her clit.
Once.
“Oh!”
Then, twice.
“Oh!” She gasped and snapped her hips up.
I groaned at the way the little nub felt against my fingertips—firm yet tender, slick yet rough, a paradox of nerves and flesh that could make her scream with the smallest demand of my fingers. No diamond, no blade, no empire had ever given me such raw control.
I leaned down, and my mouth hovered just above hers. “Tell me, Tora. . .is there anything in this world that feels better than when I touch you here?”
Her voice was broken, breathless. “N-no. Nothing.”
Her thighs quivered, her breath hitched. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t ever stop.”
I pressed harder, circling her clit again, reveling in the way she trembled.
Then, I pushed two fingers into her pussy and shivered from how it clamped down on them. Her slick arousal coated my fingers so thick I could feel the heat of it searing into my skin.
Every thrust inside her pussy felt like dipping my hand into molten wet velvet, my veins catching fire with her wetness.
My cock twitched so hard it hurt, pre-cum leaked down my shaft.
Oh so lovely. She’s going to make me bite her some more.
My body wasn’t mine anymore—it was wired to hers, jerking, pulsing, straining for the heat between her thighs.
