Page 130 of Power of Shadow

Two sharp slaps land on her peachy ass. Only the intake of air through her teeth tells me she feels it hard. To ensure the effect, I lean down and bite one of them.

“Don’t you dare finish that thought if you know what’s good for you. Now beg me. We both know that no motherfucker on this earth can take you this high and then push you beyond the limits. No flesh-and-blood man can give you what you need. I was made for you, and the pleasure I give you will blow you to pieces.”

I return to teasing her pussy entrance and massaging her clit. No more words, just waiting. She must eventually become desperate enough to give me what I want.

And I want—no, I need—to hear it.

After a few minutes of torture, she finally gives in. She moans between gasps, “Please. Ryker, please...”

“I don’t know. After what you said, I should keep you like this for the rest of the night. Do you think you deserve a reward?”

“I’ll be a good girl.”

I smile to myself. “Whose good girl will you be?”

“I hate you. Yours,” she blurts out, but the pillow muffles it.

“Mm... I don’t know if that answer is satisfying to me.” Ash may hate me right now, but in a moment, when she comes harder than ever before, she’ll be grateful to me for it.

Desperation mixes with anger in her voice. “Fuck! Only your good girl! Are you happy now?”

Now I’m proud.

The smile doesn’t leave my face. “Now I’m happy.”

I lift her hips and slide my head under them. “Now sit down.”

When she doesn’t do what I say for a moment, I look up. She’s upside down, looking straight at me. Her cascade of hair frames her beautiful face.

My eyebrows rise. “What’s the problem?”

She blinks. “What do you mean, sit down? I’ll strangle you.”

“Sit your sweet pussy on my face and don’t move it until you come. Do you understand?”

“But—”

“Now, Ash!” I grab her cheeks with my hands and pull her down hard.

She falls on me with all her body weight, and I feel like I can finally breathe after a long, long time. I’m fixated on her.

I suck her clit hard, and after a moment, she stops resisting. This time, I’m not going to use my tongue to drive her crazy. My lips alone will have to suffice.

Soothing her, I caress her body wherever my hands can reach. Finally, she moves her hips wildly, seeking relief.

Soon her whole body stiffens. Her moans become louder, her movements chaotic. Ash moans my name, and it’s the most beautiful melody I’ve ever heard.

I suck her even more greedily. I love her taste, her smell. I’m just as addicted to that as I am to everything else about her. I love her to a maddening degree, and I’m sure I’ll never let her go.

“Ry—ker!” A wolf-like howl comes from deep within Ash as the last remnants of her walls crumble completely, leaving only rubble. A spasm of pleasure rolls through her, then another and another.

I don’t stop until she returns to reality completely. She’s exhausted after what I’ve brought out from the deepest corners of her soul, and her hips are unable to hold her up on their own.

“I love you.” I hear the words muffled by her hips.

Before dawn breaks, my eyelids open.

The night spent making love to Ash was something special. I love our bedroom games, rough sex, and driving her crazy by teasing her. I also love those sensual moments, slow encounters full of intensity.