“Valen—” she gasps—a plea and a prayer. Now that she’s finally let me get my tongue between her legs, she knows how good it can be.
“I’ve got you,” I growl, my voice rough with need. “Be my good girl, Princess. Just lie back and let me taste you. Let me make you feel good.”
I bury my face between her legs, and my first lick is a long, slow exploration. Gods, she’s fucking delicious.
She jerks, a sharp cry echoing in the chamber. Her taste floods my senses—sweet, salty, and uniquely her. I groan against her, the vibration making her moan. I hold her hips down with firm hands, pinning her in place as I feast.
She’s mine and I’m going to claim her every way I know how.
I use my Drake’s tongue to tease her open, licking slow, lazy circles around her entrance before dipping the tip inside, tasting her deeper. She’s so tight…so wet. I hear my Drake rumble with pleasure—he loves being involved in this.
I fuck her with our tongue, shallow at first, then deeper, curling it against her inner walls. I find her clit again and suck it gently into my mouth, flicking my tongue over the swollen bud until her thighs are trembling around my head and the silk bindings around her wrist are pulled taut as she strains against them.
“That’s it, baby,” I murmur against her soaked flesh. “Let go for me. You taste so fucking good…so sweet for me.”
I lap at her greedily, drinking down every drop of her juices, my cock aching and throbbing with the need to be inside her. But it isn’t time for that—not yet.
I want to relearn every inch of her body…every sound she makes…every tremble and sigh and pleading gasp. I memorize the way she whimpers when I circle her clit just right…the way she bucks when I thrust two fingers inside her, crooking them to find that perfect pleasure spot deep within.
“Oh, Goddess, Valen!” she sobs, her back arching off the dais, the silk restraints pulling taut again. “There—right there!”
“Feels good, doesn’t it Princess?” I growl, redoubling my efforts, sucking her clit hard as I pump my fingers in and out, hitting that spot with relentless precision. I look up for a moment.
“Come on my tongue—come for me. Show me how good I make you feel. Be a good girl and come.”
Then I duck my head again and circle her clit as I massage her inner pussy. I give her everything I’ve got, sucking and stroking, and my Drake helps—sending warmth that makes her even hotter.
Her orgasm crashes over her with a force that seems to shake the very dais. She cries out—a raw sound of pure bliss that seems to pull energy from the air itself.
The sigils overhead flash blindingly bright, swirling faster. The golden globe pulses violently, drinking in the light, the magic, the pure essence of her pleasure. Her pussy convulses around my fingers, drenching my hand, as I ride her through it, lapping up every last shuddering spasm until she collapses, boneless and gasping, against the soft moss.
“Oh, Valen…” she pants. “Oh that was so…so…” She shakes her head, panting too hard to finish her thought.
“I know, baby—you came so hard for me. Such a good girl,” I tell her.
Slowly, I kiss my way back up her trembling body—her inner thighs…her stomach…between her breasts…the hollow of her throat.
Each kiss is a brand—a promise. I finally reach her lips, kissing her deeply, letting her taste herself on my tongue.
Her eyes are glazed, full of wonder.
“Irena,” I whisper, pressing my forehead to hers, my body poised between her thighs. My cock, thick and aching, nudges against her soaked entrance. I’m shaking with the effort of holding back. “Are you sure?”
She looks up at me, her trust a physical warmth in my chest.
“Yes,” she breathes, wrapping her legs around my hips, pulling me closer. “Please, Valen. I need you.”
Fuck, I need her, too. But I want this to be good for her—I want her to have control.
How can I make sure she does?
68
IRENA
I’m trembling, but it’s no longer from fear.
Valen is between my thighs, his hands warm and steady, his mouth leaving a trail of fire across my skin. Every place he touches feels right. Perfect. Like he’s not taking anything from me—like he’s giving something instead.
