Page 65 of A Game Cursed and Deadly

I kiss her collarbone and she hisses out a breath. “I’ll let you do whatever you want to me, little gem. After I devour every inch of your body.”

She moans and tips her head back, offering me more of her neck. I greedily suck the soft skin, nipping gently with my still extended fangs. They weep with the desire to puncture her skin and suck in her essence, but I fight the urge. “Restraints, Esme?”

She nods, panting, but it’s not enough. “I need to hear you say it.”

“Yes,” she whimpers. “Yes. Tie me. Do whatever you want.”

I reward her with a searing kiss. Her fingers twist in my hair, holding me tighter against her mouth. While our lips clash, I reach down to undo my belt and test its strength by pulling it taught a few times. Grabbing both her wrists in my hand, I raise her arms over her head and tie her against the ornate iron headboard. “Test it.”

She tries pulling her hands back, but my knot doesn’t budge. With her head thrown back, she groans.

“Too much?” I ask.

“Not enough,” she answers. “Please, Tei. Do something.”

That gets a genuine laugh out of me. My little witch, what a desperate little thing.

At what point did I start to think of Esme as mine? It doesn’t feel foreign, and even more worrisome, it doesn’t feel the least bit uncomfortable.

I drag a finger down the exposed backside of her arm, making gooseflesh erupt in my wake. She’s gorgeous like this, panting and flushed. Her golden skin is rose-tinged, the blood blooming on her cheeks, her chest, even the crook of her elbow.

I press my lips against the shell of her ear. “I’m going to taste you. All of you. Starting here —“ I press my finger down her neck. “To your immaculate tits, and lower and lower until my tongue is so deep inside you I can drink your arousal from the source. You on board?”

“Please,” she moans. “Please. You’re going to kill me like this.”

I nibble on her earlobe. “Dirty girl.”

Moving down to her neck, I do exactly as I told her. A patch of reddish-purple skin already blooms in the spot I suckled before, and I return to it, sucking even harder. I want to mark her the way it feels she’s marked me.

When her skin starts to look too tender, I move away from her neck, lowering to her collarbone, then her sternum. I grab her breasts in my hands and squeeze them together, kneading both. Esme moans and tries to close her legs, but I force them to stay open with my own.

She mewls. “I’m begging you. I need —“

“Pressure?” I suggest, rolling my hips against her center, and am rewarded with a long moan. “I want you so desperate and soaked by the time I get down to your pussy, you can’t formulate a thought.”

I lower my lips to one of her nipples and suck it hard. Her back arches, shooting up from the mattress.

“I already am. Desperate. I can’t think.”

I laugh against her skin. “Sounds to me like you can speak, which is a step past thinking. I’ve got a long way to go.”

Leaving her first nipple once it hardens to a peak stiff enough to cut glass, I lavish the other one with the same attention. Esme squirms and wiggles, but the restraint holds. When I look up, ready to continue my exploration southbound, I find tears streaking her cheeks.

“Esme? What color are you?”

She looks at me, blinking a few times. “Uh?”

“Color. Are you doing all right? Do you need to tap out? If you’re anything but green, I can —“

“Green,” she groans. “So green. Please keep going. I don’t think I could handle it if you stopped.”

I smile and kiss the indent of her ribcage. Her back arches further, chasing my mouth. “You are delicious, little gem. I can’t get enough.”

True to my promise, I keep up my exploration, tracing the shape of her ribcage with my lips, nibbling at her waist, following the soft curve of her lower belly with my tongue. Esme is a babbling mess by the time I make it to her hipbones.

I trail a finger down her slit, and find the fabric of her panties completely soaked. Bringing the finger down to my face, I inhale her scent, before licking her juices off me. Esme watches me with eyes wide.

“You’re my biggest temptation. I could get lost in the taste of you.” I mean it in more ways than just her pussy, but she doesn’t know that yet. I wonder how she would react, if she did.