A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. “If I am?”
He remained perfectly still for a split second before he lunged forward, his hands closing around her hips.
Dominique yelped as he stood, lifting her from the floor as though she weighed nothing. He moved quickly, turning to toss her onto the mattress.
She shrieked as she fell the short distance and landed on the soft surface with a bounce. “Ronan!”
Before she could push her body upright, he crawled over her, his shadow magic spiraling from his shoulders and arms. When she lifted her hands to touch his chest, the tendrils of darkness looped around her wrists, pinning her hands to the bed above her head.
“Turnabout is fair play,” he growled as his magic curved around her inner thighs and pulled them up and apart, leaving her open and completely at his mercy.
Dominique swallowed hard as he hovered over her, his eyes taking in her bound body. “I thought I could touch you wherever I wanted?”
“Next time.”
His lips sealed over hers just as bits of his magic wrapped around her breasts and tugged at both over her nipples. The shadows were usually the same temperature as her skin, but this time, they were cold, like ice.
Dominique gasped and he plunged his tongue into her mouth as he lowered his hips and slid the length of his cock through the wetness that gathered between her legs.
Her back arched but thin ropes of shadows crisscrossed her torso, holding her body down to the mattress.
She could do nothing but lie beneath Ronan and experience the pleasure he seemed intent on giving her.
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Ronan shuddered at the hot,wet feel of Dominique’s pussy against his cock. She was more than ready for him, but he wanted tonight to be more than a fast and furious claiming.
He wanted to worship her, to show her how much she meant to him. To make sure that she never, ever questioned his devotion to her or his desire for her.
His magic responded to his thoughts, binding her to the mattress at the wrists, thighs, and torso. She was spread open before him, helpless and trembling, and, gods help him, he fucking loved it.
Ronan released her mouth, levering his body away from hers. When he looked down, he saw the delicate wisps of shadow curling around her nipples. For the first time, he was at one with his magic. He didn’t need to control it. The shadows followed his thoughts before he had a chance to recognize them.
His magic lifted her breast higher, and he lowered his head, closing his lips over her nipple. The cold magic melted beneath his tongue as he flicked the tip of her breast, and Dominique cried out.
Her body writhed against her bonds, but his magic held her fast, firm enough to keep her from escaping, but soft enough not to mark her smooth skin.
Ronan let his mouth trail over to her other nipple, sucking it deep. Then, he moved lower, letting the tip of his tongue trace the skin of her stomach that wasn’t covered in his magic.
She gasped and shuddered as he moved down her body. When he lowered himself to his belly on the bed, he watched as her swollen clit pulsed. Another of his shadows slid over it, rolling the bundle of nerves.
Wetness glistened at her entrance and slowly dripped down to her asshole. Moving in tandem with his thoughts, his magic parted her labia, leaving her clit completely exposed.
Ronan ran his tongue from the bottom of her pussy to her throbbing clit, reveling in the sound that escaped her throat. She cried out as his lips closed around her clit and his tongue lashed it hard. Her thighs flexed next to his face as she fought the hold of his magic, but he kept her pinned and still.
He wasn’t going to last long once he thrust his cock inside her, and he fully intended to have her begging him to stop before he was done.
Ronan thrust two fingers deep into her pussy as he sucked her clit, reveling the way her body tightened around him. She was close.
Hooking his fingers, he rubbed hard at the front wall of her pussy, lightening his touch on her clit. Her muscles twitched around his digits, drawing him deeper before she gasped and clamped down hard.
The peak swept through her, making her body writhe and shudder beneath him. Ronan eased the pressure of his mouth and fingers, drawing out the spasms of her orgasm as long as he could. When her body finally began to relax, he flicked her clit with his thumb, drawing a final shiver from her.
Her pussy was so wet that the duvet beneath her had grown damp. Using his magic, Ronan tilted her hips, revealing not only her pussy, but her ass to him.
“Have you ever taken anything here?” he asked, moving his thumb down to sweep up some of the slick between her thighs and then further until it pressed against the bud of her ass.
Dominique’s chest heaved as she stared at him. Then, she slowly shook her head.
