“Why did she put the collar around your neck?”
He took a deep breath, leashing the rage close to escaping, “To control me. To use me.” Grey didn’t elaborate. The pained look and strained tone said it all. He hated Veda, but he also loved her.
“What type of magic did Veda practice?” I finally asked a useful question. I wasn’t jealous, just curious.
“Dark and ancient magic. Bordering on necromancy.”
A chill crept up my spine. It shouldn’t be shocking. Not from the small fragments of information I’d gathered.
“Ouch!” I shouted. Stinging, burning pain shot from my foot from a rusty nail embedded in the sole.
Grey’s footsteps sounded down the aisle. “Let me see,” he said in an almost tender tone. In one easy movement, he lifted me onto the altar. I gasped as the coldness of the stone pierced the silky material of my gown.
He lifted my foot to his eyeline with careful hands. The skirt of my dress spilled open, exposing my legs all the way up to my thong. I squeezed my thighs together, trying to combat the growing sensation between them.
His fingers toyed with the hem of my dress and a loud ripping drowned out my heavy breathing.
“Hey! What are you doing?” I tried to yank it from his grasp. A long strip of silk hung from his hand.
“This is going to hurt.” He bent my knee, trying to get a better angle.
I had no doubt it was going to hurt, if he really was as big as I thought.Oh right, he meant bandaging my foot.
“Fuck,” I instinctively yanked my foot away from the source of the pain.
“Stop squirming.” His grip tightened on my ankle, pulling me closer. “I’m almost done.”
I gritted my teeth, grabbing tightly to the edge of the altar to keep my balance. I turned my head, not wanting to see what he was doing.
His rough hands finished bandaging my foot, but he didn’t let go. They traveled up my thigh, and my legs fell open, my traitorous body begging for his touch. “Tell me to stop.” Grey’s voice lowered an octave.
I opened my mouth but shut it. I wanted this. Wanted Grey.
I sucked in a breath, as he kissed around the wound he had just cleaned. “I want you so fucking bad. Starting with these.” He nipped at my toes and then sucked on them.
I threw my head back, bizarrely turned on at the idea of having someone worshipping my feet.
“Spread those legs for me, little witch.”
He kissed and bit his way up my thighs. A mixture of pain and pleasure made the church tilt as his teeth dug into a sensitive spot on my inner thigh. I thrashed but that only had him biting harder, drawing blood. His tongue lapped it up, stopping inches from my throbbing clit.
“I want you to beg for it. For me. A willing participant in your own corruption.”
“Grey…” I couldn’t even think of anything else. Only him. “Please.” I gasped. I was crawling out of my skin with desperation.
“You’re going to have to do better than that. Beg for what you want.” His breath heated against my thighs.
“I want you…” My body shook with need. “To touch me. Fuck me. Use me.” I pleaded. If he didn’t touch me right this second, I was going to implode.
“Look at you—my own personal fucking sacrifice. So willing to be ruined by a creature of hell.” His head dropped between my legs, pushing aside my soaking wet underwear, and he ran his tongue along my center. He focused on my swollen clit, worshipping me with his blasphemous tongue. My fingers twisted in his dark hair, tugging at the roots. He continued to toy with my clit, first with small circles before he started to suck on it.
The world around me spun, and even with my glasses, my vision blurred from the sensation building between my legs. A moan escaped as he slid a finger inside followed by a second, stretching me further and further. My muscles tensed around his fingers, and my legs shook as a wave of pleasure rolled over me.
“Fuck,” I whimpered as he ran his tongue one final time through my folds, consuming every last drop.
He rose from between my legs, wiping my desire from his face. His urgency was apparent by his jerky movements.
“I’m on the pill,” I blurted out. I had no clue how the anatomy of a demon fucking a witch worked. But it felt like a good thing to say in the moment.
