?Are they out there? Watching me?
?“So beautiful,” he whispers. This time there is no echo and I can imagine my demigod with his night-dark eyes, golden-brown hair glinting with threads of raw gold. Those golden markings lining his body in symbols and whorls of art.
?Phantom fingers swipe up my center before rubbing circles into my clit. The muscles in my thighs tense as my hips jerk and a moan gets stuck in my throat.
?A tremor works through my body as Varian’s shadows keep their steady, even pace. Building that pressure and a whimper escapes because I can feel my orgasmright. There.
?Other shadows feather-like across the rest of my body, dusting over my neck, my hips, my nipples. No sting or bite of pain that helps with the pleasure. The kind Darian is so good at balancing.
?“Please,” I beg, because I do not care. “More,” I whimper.
?“Such a little slut for us, isn’t she Varian?”
?My core spasms right as both my nipples are pinched. Castiel’s words somehow making me wetter than Varian’s shadows have.
?But that’s not – that’s. . .fuck!I can’t think.
?I don’t like degradation.
?Good girl, Mavyllora. Such a good girl, my sweet.
?My heart trips and I shove those whispers away. Shadows tighten around my wrists and I can hear a lowly growl above me.
?“Get out of your head, Bloodsucker.”
?A demand.
?Not a request. Not a question.
?Nogood girlbeing muttered as I listen.
?I like praise.I know that. But I do not like those two words. I do not like being called that. I do not want to be called that. Ever.
?“So wet,” Castiel mutters, “but not wet enough. Why don’t you help her with that, Varian?”
?And to my surprise, a form comes out of the shadows of darkness. Red eyes encased in gold that I care barely see with how his pupils consume his eyes.
?My red devil.
?My entire body strains as he slowly lowers himself before me. His knees sinking into the snow as his eyes devour me.His buttoned shirt open and revealing a chest I have yet to see before.
?And fucking hell, his body.
?“Wider, Varian,” the cocky demigod drawls. His low voice sending a shiver down my spine and making my core clench around nothing. Tension thrumming through my body at the constant pressure and need and consuming heat. “I want to see your mouth edge her. Let the little slut earn her orgasm.”
?And my red devil obliges. His shadows pulling my thighs further apart and I arch my back as Varian finally touches me himself.
?His large hands scraping against my skin. Starting around my calves, then up to my thighs, then higher.
?Shadows are still coiled around my wrists, keeping them firmly in place above my head. Nothing I physically do releases them from their hold, but I’ve come to the realization that I like it better that way.
?I likethisbetter this way.
?Varian’s hands trace along my inner thighs and under them. Wrapping his arms under as he leans his face closer to me. His breath dusting over my heated core and making me clench again.
?Fucking hell!
?I trying pulling at the shadow restraints around my wrists. “Please, Varian!” My own voice sounding completely wrong to my own ears, but I can’t stop. I need more. I need him.
