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“Don’t you dare stop stroking that cock,” he growled. “You’re not allowed to come until I say and not a second sooner,” he demanded. “I get to choose how and where you come as your punishment.”

“Me takin’ yer cock once already ain’t enough?” I asked teasingly. He could punish me all fucking day and night, and I would take it gladly.

“No, it wasn’t punishment enough. Now don’t come, do you understand?”

That was going to be tough, especially when he began pounding into me hard.

“Aye, Rook. Jus’ din’t stop.”

The sound of skin slapping together was loud as he drove me backward on the floor with each powerful thrust. Reaching out, I grabbed the edge of one of the bookcase shelves with both hands to keep myself from shifting further.

Growling, Rook stopped fucking me. I wanted to yell for him never to stop.

“Don’t fucking move again,” Rook said.

I wanted to feel his ass so badly. I wanted to feel all his muscles flex as he resumed, but now my hands were as good as tied over my head.

“Did I say you could stop jerking off?” Rook growled.

“Naw, but I’ma needin’ ta hold meself,” I said.

His hand darted out and wrapped around my throat in a blink.

“Ah fuck,” I mumbled through my constricting windpipe.

To feel the kiss of death coming and then be jerked away was a high I would never get sick of, and it had another level and meaning in our Faction. We were the brothers of shadow and death, and standing at the precipice of death made my power glimmer brighter as my desire pushed higher. The sensations coursing through my body rendered me speechless at Rook’s unrelenting aggression.

“I don’t fucking care. Figure it out,” he ordered, his blue eyes burning bright.

I’d never seen something as sexy as that look on his face. No one had ever had what it took to make me submit as much as I craved. The only thing better would be me tied up and blindfolded as Rook brought me to that sweet edge over and over again.

One hand braced behind my head kept the brute force of Rook’s thrusts at bay. My other hand gripped my shaft and matched the rhythm of his body. I loved that I could feel his hard abs rubbing against the back of my knuckles with every stroke.

“Fuck. Yer gonna make me come,” I whispered through my partially closed airway.

I closed my eyes and tried to hold back the building orgasm barreling towards me.

“I said not until I say you can. I’m going to finally taste you, so you better hold it back,” Rook said, his voice strained.

I squeezed my cock harder and applied enough uncomfortable pressure to ease the climax down a notch. Pain only made me want to come more, not less, so I had to hold the awkward position. My cock began to throb, making my head light with the euphoric sensations. A deep groan rumbled up from my chest as the ache increased.

A spell suddenly burst from the floor like a cascading wall of silver. It had been gold earlier, but there was no time to contemplate the reasons for the colour change as pieces of it broke away and weaved between our bodies.

“Ahh,” Rook yelled as the silver power ripped through his chest. His eyes were like liquid silver running through dark blue waters. He looked at me, and I froze.

“Oh fuck,” I mumbled as Rook growled, a sound that was so feral it sent a cold shiver racing down my spine. “Rook?”

With strength that took me by surprise, Rook gripped me beneath my shoulders and stood in one fluid motion before slamming my back against the bookcase. I worried about what was happening, but that same silvery power came through the bookcase and pushed through my body. I was held in its grip, my back arching, unable to breathe.

The power pulsated between us, and I could feel my abilities increasing, along with a primal need that took control of my actions. No logical thought was left as I pushed Rook away and leapt on him. We crashed to the floor and sent books scattering as we rolled around, fighting for dominance.

I ended up on my stomach with Rook pinning my arms above my head. With a roar, I rolled us over until his arms were pinned above his head. I almost got my cock in him when he pushed up with his hips and dislodged me. Rook grabbed me by the wrist and yanked hard. I flew across the room, landing in the middle of the pentagram. The impact was hard and scattered books in every direction. I rolled over onto my back trying to catch my breath.

Before I could get to my feet or say a word, Rook clapped his hands together. My arms and legs were pulled in opposite directions until I lay before him, spread eagle. His eyes never left mine as we silently challenged one another. I opened my mouth, and he held a finger over his lips.

“Shh.”

My mouth snapped shut with the power of the spell and my heart pounded hard as Rook stalked me around the circle. I could feel the power in him as it forced my power to move in sync with his. I closed my eyes and braced against the foreign sensation that left me feeling helpless.