“Yes, my Vi,” I murmur, my voice rough. Drawn from the way she looks at me, eyes half-lidded and burning with something deeper than just desire.
My Vi.
Ma vie–my life
That, she is.
“I want more…” Her voice is barely a whisper. “Please.” She doesn’t have to ask twice. With a quiet smile, I oblige. Giving her more of the sweetness she’s aching for. The claw scar on her right shoulder makes her look fiercer and more dangerous than any warrior. A danger that makes me forget everything but to worship her. With a rough pull, I reveal one of her beautiful breasts, tempting me with her brown, peaked nipples, and my mouth closes on it without hesitation.
Avilyna throws her head back and spreads her legs wider, resting her heels on the extremity of the desk. Giving me a perfect view of her wet center, and she’s not wearing any underwear. I slip my hand behind her back, bringing her forward, and, in one fluid motion, I turn her onto her stomach. Hips against the desk while I flatten my chest against her spine. My erection fits perfectly against the curve of her ass, making me groan.
“You’re bad…” I tsk in her ear while my fingers pinch one of her nipples, twisting it and making her breathless. My canines grazing her neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake as I nibble at the tender skin.
“W-why?” Avilyna gasps.
“No underwear. Do I need to punish you, little terror?” Panting her answer while I keep torturing her.“Have you seen this dress… You expect me to wear underwear with it?” Feisty till the end, lifting the silk fabric with my other hand, I uncover her perky ass.
“Excuses, excuses,” I whisper against her ear before leaving her space to let my palm bite the softness of her skin, branding what’s mine. Gasping, Vi’s breath turns into moans as my mouth erases the assault. I repeat the gesture three more times because she was a brat, for the simple fact that I love seeing her ass jiggle. And simply because she’s mine, my little terror,ma vie. And Avilyna loves it, dripping wet for me, her scent intoxicating, making me groan possessively.
“Has anyone ever tasted you?”
“N-no,” she hesitates, looking at me shyly over her shoulder, and this is enough to undo me.
“Good,” I growl, licking her slit up and down in one longorus stroke, relishing in her shivers. Before I devour her, after all, I’m a starving man when it comes to her.
At first, she screams my name indignantly when I lick her tight little hole, but I’m known for being persistent, and her protests melt into soft, lingering exhales. And needy gasps as I savour my favourite meal. Nothing is left untouched, I lick, nibble and tease all of her. My fingers join the heated dance as I give her time to accommodate one, then two, curling slightly to rub her warmth. Pulsing in and out in rhythm with her hips, quickening my pace as Avilyna starts bucking, feeling her getting closer to the edge. I start to pull away, and Vi lets out a reluctant protest. But I don’t let the warmth between us fade. With one sweep, I clear the desk, papers and trinkets scattering to the floor, before pushing her onto the polished wood so she can rest on her elbows.
“Eyes on me, Princess,” I whisper against her pussy. My voice is a low command that makes her shiver. Then my mouth finds her core, and she breaks apart, screaming.
Musicto my ears.
61
Avilyna
DANCING WITH PRIDE
The way Kaidevours me is sinful. Making me feel things I wasn’t aware were possible. Legs lazy, resting on his shoulder, I’m clueless as to where I am. If I’m up or down. The only thing certain is that the ache deep in my core is getting tighter. Coiling like I’m going to combust at any minute. The only thing tethering me here is the softness of Kai’s hair as my fingers tug at it involuntarily. Acting on pure instinct and need. Those piercing blue eyes are dancing with pride as my moans get louder. Tongue deep in my pussy, I ride his face, and my other arm behind my head holds on to the desk for balance.
Stars explode, and I scream his name. My vision sharpens, my body hums, and for a moment I forget everything, except the pulse of this perfect, breath-stealing high. Weightless, legs heavy, and my core sensitive, I try to push Kai away, but his arms tighten their hold around my thighs.
A side smirk appears on his lips, “Be a good girl and come on my face again, Princess,” Brackwell commands before dipping back down, torturing me in thealmostmost unbearable way. And I fly, again, doing exactly what he asked of me, for once. Light-headed, Kai helps me back on my shaky legs, stabilizing me with his strong arm.
But he doesn’t have to hold me up for long because I want that too, to see the power I have over him. I want to see him come completely undone because of me. Dropping to my knees, I look up at him, feeling confident under his gaze. Endearing even, because I know I’m safe here with him. Sticking my tongue out, I wait.
“Fuck,” Kai growls, one hand cupping my jaw. “You’re perfect,” he says, spitting in my mouth, before kissing me. And I’m so wet for him. Rubbing my thighs together, I try to relieve the ache that came back way too fast after those sizzling orgasms.
“You don’t have to do that. We can go somewhere more comfortable… I just couldn’t resist you anymore.”
“I want to,” I say as my hand reaches for his pants. “I want to taste you too.”
“Shit… don’t torture me like that, little terror.” My smile stretches slowly, playing coy, full of challenge. Giving me all the confirmation of the power I hold over him.
And I’m high on it.
Letting his pants fall, revealing his thick, muscled thighs, and his underwear is doing nothing to hide the huge bulge. I’ve seen it. Kvirr,I rubbed myself on it, but nothing could have prepared me for when the moment really comes to it.
“Go ahead, Princess, take what you want.” Kai’s voice is rough, barely restraining his desire as his dick springs free, acting with a mind of its own.
