Rune grinned, shadows curling loosely around her ankles like silk restraints as
He pressed kisses down her body like a storm coming to shore, dragging her dress up past her hips, pressing reverent kisses to her stomach, her thighs, her hips. Shadows spreading her legs wide like scripture he meant to study, lifting her slightly, baring her to him completely.
“Look at you,” he murmured, voice thick with awe at the sight of her. “You don’t know what you have become.”
Alora trembled, breath catching as he kissed her knee. Then claws retracted as his fingers slide through her slick folds, teasing the throbbing bud there with slow strokes, circling in tight, maddening spirals. She bucked against his hand.
The world can take everything from me,he whispered in her thoughts,My power. My life.He kissed the curve of her breast before nipping the tip, making her gasp.But this? This will always be mine.
He licked a single stripe from her entrance to that quivering peak, savoring the taste with a deep, guttural groan. Her hands clutched at his shoulders, nails scoring him as she undulated against his mouth.
He chuckled darkly against her skin.Still so greedy for me.
He suckled her gently, then flicked his tongue twirling the rim of her entrance. Her thighs shook. His name slipped from her lips in gasps and moans.
“Rune… Rune, please?—”
“Iampleasing you,” he growled, then dove his tongue into her and she arched with a cry.
He summoned a shadow-self to kneel behind her. It gripped her waist as Rune parted her further, so that shadowed tongue could please her on the other end.
They feasted like it was the last rite of a dying god.
Like her pleasure could rewrite creation.
He alternated rhythm, speed, pressure—chasing the way she shuddered, the way her cries grew sharper, needier. His forked tongue thrust into her, drinking in every drop of his obsession.
Alora’s fingers grasped his horns, his hair, hips rocking wildly into his mouth. Hegroanedagainst her, loving her loss of control. The shadows around them danced with her pleasure, pulsing with each moan as she spilled down her thighs.
“Don’t stop,” she begged. “Please, don’t stop?—”
When would he ever?
He closed his lips around her clit, and she burst with a cry so loud it echoed off the stone walls. Her legs buckled and he caught her trembling body.
“You taste like the sweetest sin,” he rumbled. “I will never have enough of you at my mercy.”
Alora’s eyes burned with white fire.
Before Rune could react, her shadows drew him back, pinning him to the chase sofa beside the bed. She strode toward him with the sway of a predator.
“Then perhaps I should havemyway with you tonight.”
She placed the tip of her bare foot against his knee, nudging them apart. He inhaled sharply as Alora sank to her knees in front of him. Her shadows coiled around his ankles, then more shadows pinned his hands above his head.
“No touching,” she crooned, tearing his trousers open in her claws.
Rune was rock hard, throbbing as her breath fanned over him. He watched, with rapt attention as her red lips pressed a kiss to one.
Already leaking, darling?Alora teased as her tongue darted out to lick away the bead of cum.
“Alora,” he growled, his chest heaving.
She laughed and he shuddered as one of her hands stroked both shafts, her small fingers hardly able wrap around him, teasing the ridges. His breathing sharpened his cocks twitching. Then her pink tongue licked the glowing magma paths from base to tip.
Rune breathed out a curse, his head falling back. “Fuck, I love your mouth.”
She grinned and slipped her lips over the first head.I know.
