She caught his other nipple in her mouth and sucked, flicking that maddening tongue against it. He growled as pleasure unfurled inside him. Closing his eyes, he let his head fall back, his fingers twisting into her hair. He could sense her arousal, could smell it on the air.
Releasing his nipple, she continued trailing a searing path of kisses down his abdomen while slowly lowering herself onto her knees, her nails grazing his sides and hips.
“I’ve been craving your touch all day,” she whispered, teasing his flesh with her breath. “Waiting for you to fuck me. But for now…”
Ember caught the base of his cock, and Nyte snarled when her hot, wet mouth closed around the head of his shaft. He tightened his grip on her hair as she sucked.
“Fuck!” he bit out through his fangs. Undeniable pleasure gripped him, making his body go taut. Her tongue undulated along the bottom of his shaft. Each lash struck a chord within him, building a song of ecstasy in his core note by delirious note.
Forcing his eyes open, he looked down at his lovely witch. She gazed up at him with beguiling blue eyes, her dark painted lips stretched around his cock.
“Ah, my beautiful love.” Nyte chuckled low as he watched her mouth move over his ridges. “That’s it. Suck my cock deep. Show me how much you want my cum.”
Her wanton hum reverberated through him, making his body quake. His shaft twitched, and Nyte groaned as his essence seeped from its tip, coaxed by his witch’s mouth.
He’d wanted this day to be about Ember, wanted to lavish her with praise, pampering, and pleasure, had teased her all morning in anticipation, but she’d already turned it around on him. A few brushes of those lips and he’d been lost. Despite her desire, despite her need, she was giving to him first. Denying herself for his sake.
And his restraint was fraying with each pull of her mouth and pump of her hand.
He snarled, clutching her hair and trying to stop himself from thrusting. “Fuck, witch, your mouth feels so good.”
Nyte needed to see her body, needed to see her kneeling naked at his feet, needed to pleasure her as she was pleasuring him. He needed to feel her moans and gasps around his cock.
Shadows billowed from him, creeping over the floor like rolling fog before climbing up her body. As that darkness enveloped her, her clothing disappeared, leaving nothing to shield that tempting skin from his eyes. A tendril of shadow wound up her inner thigh. When it reached her cunt, it found her already dripping.
Her breath hitched.
“I fucking love this pussy,” he purred as more of his shadows swept over her, swirling around her breasts, curling around her nipples and constricting, flicking her clit. “You’re always so wet for me.”
She shivered and whimpered, parting her thighs further for his shadows, her pelvis rocking. When she moaned, Nyte grunted from the vibrations, which made his cock twitch with a pulse of pleasure. Her breath was ragged and hot against his pelvis, and her brows were pinched in pleasure. Nyte sensed the orgasm building inside her, felt her fighting it.
He smiled and caressed her face. “You suck my cock so beautifully.”
His shadows thrummed against her clit.
Ember gasped and drew back, letting his cock slip free of her mouth. “Nyte…”
His hand slid to the back of her head and urged her closer. “Keep going, my love. Don’t stop until you’ve drunk from me.”
Keeping her eyes on his, she leaned forward and kissed along the side of his shaft, taunting him with those lips. “Do you want my mouth or my pussy, Nyte?”
When she flicked her tongue over the underside of the head and over his slit, collecting his essence, he shuddered, baring his clenched teeth.
“I’ll have them both.” He pulled her mouth back over his cock, and she took it, sucking enthusiastically. Nyte hissed, that song within him swelling toward a crescendo.
“Good girl. Yes, suck me deep. I can’t wait to eat your pretty pussy, to taste your cum on my tongue. To fill that hot cunt with my cock and fuck it hard and raw. But for now…”
His tail grazed up her essence-coated inner thigh until it reached her sex, where the tip nudged her soaking entrance. She moaned as he pushed it inside her. His core clenched at the feel of her tight pussy, and his cock pulsed with the need to be inside her, to feel the embrace of her inner walls.
He pumped his tail deep, in and out, matching the rhythm of the shadows stroking her clit.
Without stopping that delicious glide of her mouth, she whimpered around his cock, spread her thighs wider, and moved upon his tail.
He watched it all. Watched his cock disappearing into and emerging from her mouth, watched her breasts bouncing, watched her curvy, lush body as he pleasured her, watched her lashes drooping and her eyes heating even as their blue darkened.
His Ember, his witch, his soulmate.
Mine.
