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I turned my head and nipped at her thigh, waking her up before I buried my face back in her cunt and lapped at her clit.

Alice woke up groaning in pleasure, her back bowing, and her hands diving between her legs. She gave a startled inhale as she touched my ears and realised I was the one bringing her pleasure.

She looked at me lapping and shuddered before dropping her head back on the pillow, moaning and writhing. I ate her greedily. How she was so sweet, I had no clue. The longer she was in Wonderland the sweeter she tasted—like whipped cream and sugar, like dessert, like frosting on cake.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs and dragged her harder against my face, greedily licking until she exploded on my mouth—an orgasm making her body shudder and groan beneath me.

I kept licking until she was growing towards release again, whimpering as her hips bucked against my mouth greedily, needing me, climbing towards that blinding second release that promised even more joy than the first.

That’s when I stopped.

“Don’t stop,” she begged but I didn’t listen. Alice needed to crave me so terribly that it drove her mad. Which is why I wasn’t going to fuck her just yet.

I dragged my tongue up her body until I was sucking her breast into my mouth and lavishing the pink tip. I gripped my cock in my hand, pressing myself to her entrance, making her gasp. I kept doing it over and over, pressing against her and pulling back until I felt her try to drive herself on me.

“Don’t stop,” she begged again. I reached up and wrapped my hand around her neck, squeezing until she gasped. I sucked her other breast into my mouth and rubbed my cock between her legs, grinding against her sensitive clit. I pressed against her lighter and lighter until she was doing just what I wanted, grinding against me all her own. Alice reached for me, whimpering as I held her throat tighter and licked at her breast.

I didn’t move at all as she ground against me—tugging on my hips, pulling me closer, chasing her pleasure desperately. I groaned as I watched her move feverishly, her fingers digging into my hips, my cock feeling the delicious pleasure of her urgent movements.

“Oh,” she repeated over and over, little inhaled exclamations as she climbed towards more pleasure. I placed my hand on her hip, holding her down to the bed so she couldn’t move.

“Stop torturing me,” she snapped, flushed and irritated. My smile widened.

“I will never stop torturing you,” I said, bending down to devour her mouth. She groaned as I pressed my tongue into her mouth. The flavour of me no doubt revealed just how much I’d dined on her before she woke.

With one hand holding down her hips and the other gripping her throat I licked into her mouth greedily, desperate to slide myself inside her. I needed to know what divine ecstasy she had to have between her legs to make Shaheen so enamoured with her. It wasn’t like him at all to become attached to people and he just so happened to have to attach himself to my white rabbit.

Alice might very well ruin the status quo around here. If she were anyone else I’d have driven her away. Instead, I let her hypnotise Shaheen and control my every thought, my every move. My entire mind was consumed with her and had been for a long while. She was prey I wished to catch—to bite down on, holding in my mouth watching it squirm.

When I wanted something, I got it. And here she was, whining beneath me, and still telling herself I was the very worst thing for her.

I wanted her begging me to destroy her.

“Cheshire,” she groaned against my mouth and I went about marking her everywhere I could. I wanted everyone to see I’d caught her.

I bit, clawed, and sucked on every inch until all her pale, porcelain skin was stained in my desire—blossoming purples and reds. Her body was a display case of my ownership and she looked beautiful because of it.

She enjoyed every moment of it too. She was desperate for another taste of pleasure from me. Alice tried to thrust her cunt in my face as I licked and bit up her thighs. I flipped her over and took care of her ass, bruising it with my touch while I circled her hole with my mouth. I marked her until no one could deny she was made of heated, needy skin and not a hard shell of porcelain.

Every bite and scratch, every rough grip, and every time I sucked until she was red, she moaned my name and held my face to her body.

I found myself giving in, settling my body between her legs and grinding against her. I was desperate to peel her open and shove myself in. I went invisible above her, pressing my cock against her entrance. Slowly I pushed the tip in. It was quite a sight to see her spreading open for my invisible cock. Like a flower blooming—a rose demanding all the attention in the garden.

Her eyes were unfocused, flicking around above her in confusion as if she could see me if she tried hard enough. Her hips bucked as she gasped.

“Not today, Alice,” I said against her skin before I climbed off the bed. She cursed my name and buried her fingers between her legs, getting herself off as I stood invisible in the room, watching her whimper in frustration as she pressed her fingers inside herself.

“Damn you,” she panted before she gasped, finally finding some semblance of muted pleasure from her own attention. “Damn you,” she groaned in a throaty voice, making my cock jerk. I did so hope she said something like that when I finally pushed inside her.

“Do you want pleasant dreams?” I whispered, circling the bed while still invisible—letting her know I’d watched as she got herself off to thoughts of me. She lay naked on the bed, looking torn. Alice was fighting me so hard because I was a villain. Perhaps she knew I threatened her sanity and would undoubtedly drag her down with me to the depths of depravity.

“Alice,” I whispered near her ear. She sucked in a sharp breath, her eyes flicking around to find me. I crawled onto the bed again. She watched the blankets dip down where invisible hands and knees pressed into them. I leaned down, licking her ear.

“Do you want pleasant dreams?” I whispered.

“Yes,” she whispered back.

“Then sleep,” I murmured, a purr rumbling in my chest.