I crushed her lips in a punishing kiss. A part of me was beyond turned on that she would make the first move. The other felt cheated out of being the hunter. And yet, as much as I wanted to convince myself that I craved a submissive woman, I couldn’t deny loving how bold my mate was turning out to be. My Eleni knew what she wanted, and right this instant, she wantedme.
I deepened the kiss, her lips parting willingly to welcome my invasion. As our tongues mingled, I settled my spare hand on the firm but round curves of her behind to draw her closer to me. To my shock, she resisted and broke the kiss. Before I could inquireas to what was amiss, Eleni began kissing a path down my chest as she crouched before me.
She immediately began stroking my cock in earnest before leaning forward to give it a long lick that had lava swirling in the pit of my stomach.
“The so-called boast was aboutmewreckingyou,” I ground out between my teeth as incredible pleasure quickly built in my loins.
Without slowing the movement of her hand caressing me, Eleni peered up at me with a mischievous expression.
“Oh, but you will! Hence why I must sample you while I still can. Because after you’re done with me, I likely won’t be in any condition to do so.”
My chuckle shifted into a lascivious moan as she swirled her tongue around my head.
“I think I like you, Inquisitor,” I whispered, my voice gravelly from lust.
“You’re about to like me even more, Doppelganger,” she retorted before swallowing my cock.
Chapter 7
Eleni
Istill couldn’t get over the temerity and boldness with which I just barged into his bathroom and made my wishes clear. In my whole life since hitting puberty, I’d never been so insanely attracted to a male, let alone felt this horny.
When he walked into my room last night, I initially feared that I had been wrong about him, and that he would attempt to take advantage while I slept. And then he turned to walk away without so much as crossing the line, aside from briefly touching a lock of my hair in a way that wouldn’t even remotely qualify as sexual or inappropriate. The relief I had felt at that moment seriously clashed with the disappointment that he hadn’t attempted to take things to the next level. That convinced me beyond anything that he was safe to be with.
I couldn’t explain why I was so obsessed and hungry for him. He was undoubtedly dangerous and could tear me to shreds on a whim. And yet, that sense of potential doom, of being at the mercy of an apex predator aroused me in a way that defied logic.
Those wandering thoughts flew right out of my mind as the taste of apple cinnamon exploded on my tongue. Fuck he tasted good! I took him deep into my mouth, reveling in the unusual feel of the swirling ridges that lined the middle section of his shaft. At the base, and in a narrow ring below the head, a series of soft spikes added even more to the crazy sensation of his cock in my mouth. My inner walls contracted with anticipation at the prospect of how he would feel inside me.
I immediately began to throb with need, knowing that once he unleashed his passion on me, Lyall would fuck me senseless. I didn’t doubt for a moment that he not only meant it but would also deliver beyond my wildest dreams on his boast about wrecking me.
As I began to bob in front of him, Lyall slipped his fingers through my hair, holding my head with both hands as he began to rock in and out of my mouth. His moans and voluptuous grunts filled my ears as he gradually accelerated the movement. A part of me wished he wouldn’t take over and allow me to pleasure him at my own pace. Another felt further aroused by it and by the fact that he was struggling for control because of me. Above all, the tension in his muscles clearly indicated that as much as he wanted to just go wild as he fucked my face, he didn’t let loose so that it wouldn’t harm me.
To my dismay, the image of Elliot ramming his cock repeatedly into Vivian’s face as she sucked him flashed through my mind.
It’s not the same! Lyall made sure I wasn’t under any influence before allowing intimacy.
I forced this foul memory out of my mind and refocused on my man. Relaxing my throat to ease his movements and take him deeper, I invoked my fire magic to heat my palms to a pleasant level then fondled his testicles. A violent shuddercoursed through him, wresting a smug smile from me, hindered by his thick cock still rocking in and out of my mouth.
By the way his grip tightened in my hair, and his legs began to tremble, Lyall was clearly nearing the edge. I started squeezing his balls a bit harder, then moved one hand to the base of his cock, stroking it in counterpoint to his rocking motions. Then, on a whim, I let go of his other testicle and slipped my index finger between his butt cheeks and teased the rim of his rosette.
A violent spasm shook his body, making him thrust forward in one stiff movement, hitting the back of my throat even as he cried out. I nearly choked as his seed erupted into my mouth. Although I had deliberately tried to push him over the edge, his climax had come a bit sooner than expected. Still, I managed to swallow every drop as he awkwardly continued to move in my mouth until he was fully spent.
To my shock, his seed felt strangely cool and made my tongue tingle like rock candies. The taste of apple cinnamon was even stronger. I didn’t get a chance to reflect on the slight numbness spreading around my mouth and the cool tingling expanding down my chest into my stomach. I gasped as Lyall yanked me up with mind-boggling strength before slamming me against the shower wall. Once again, the control he displayed, performing an action that could have hurt me but without doing so, sent another thrill down my spine. Moisture pooled between my thighs at this clash between the sense of danger and safety he triggered in me.
The cool stones against my back wrested another gasp out of me seconds before the searing heat of his mouth settled on my sex. Only then did I realize that he had plopped me over his shoulders before burying his face between my legs. My back arched against the cool tiles as Lyall devoured me with the voracity of a starving man. In no time, he masterfullydemonstrated just how wicked a doppelganger’s tongue could be. It extended to an impossible length, filling me to the brim. It seemed to thicken then deflate as he thrust it in and out of me.
His hands greedily roamed over me, pinching my nipples, fondling my breasts, and caressing every inch of my body. His claws extruded—although thankfully to barely one third of the insane lengths they achieved when he had gone into combat mode yesterday. They pricked my skin, sometimes carefully raking over it in the most exquisite burn. It only added to the intensity of the maelstrom of sensations he was casting me into.
I didn’t want this to end, but bliss had another idea in mind. Helpless, I watched it coming at me at dizzying speed. It slammed into me, and I cried out, my body seizing brutally. Lyall pulled his fabulous tongue out and sucked on my clit while I flew high on the wings of ecstasy. As soon as I started coming back to reality, my lover lowered me onto his cock, with my back still pressed against the stone wall.
He crushed my lips into a demanding kiss even as he rammed himself in to the hilt. I shouted against his mouth in anticipation of the severe pain that should have accompanied such a brutal invasion. For having had his cock in my mouth, I knew what impressive girth he possessed. Although it did burn, it didn’t hurt anywhere near as much as it should have.
Did he use his mystifying powers to take away my pain?
The overwhelming waves of pleasure that crashed over me from his cock pounding into me cast out any ability for me to reflect on such a trivial matter. The spikes and ridges of his shaft were doing quite the number on my sensitive bundle of nerves. Both on the way in and out, they rubbed my G-spot with deadly accuracy, sending electric sparks flying all over my nether region and directly into my spine.
His voracious mouth was swallowing every single one of the moans pouring out of me in an endless string. Between eachburst of frantic thrusts, Lyall would slow down to grind his pelvis against mine, stimulating my clitoris in a way that had liquid flames coursing through my veins. And then he would go right back to pounding into me. I was clinging to his shoulders, as he held my legs sprawled wide, with me plastered against the wall. I had no choice but to take everything he was giving me, and I couldn’t get enough.
