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Eilish gasps again, ducking her head in a coy manner at odds with the warrior I saw on the battlefield.

I yank her down to my level, feeling the slide of her skin and the feathers of her wings against my body.

She tucks them into her back and I roll over, pinning her beneath me with my weight.

She presses her nose to my neck and inhales deeply.

“I love the way you smell,” she says. “Like water in a stream or the crisp wind blowing through the trees. Like moist earth.”

I nip at her ear and kiss my way down her neck.

She rocks her hips, rubbing her slick against my thigh.

My hands cup her breasts and I seal my lips around one sensitive nub at a time.

She pants as my tongue rolls, squealing each time I bite her nipple with my teeth.

Frantic thrusts of her hips urge me lower.

I leave a wet trail along her belly, dipping my tongue into her navel.

Eilish spreads her legs wider, trying to accommodate the breadth of my shoulders.

I lift her legs and prop them up, spreading her glistening lips as she flattens her feet on my back. The angle of her hips is perfect.

“Hold on to something,” I warn, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh. “When I taste you on my tongue, I won’t stop until I’ve had my fill.”

“Oh god... Silvanus.”

A bead of moisture slides from between her folds and I give in to the carnal urges inside me.

My tongue captures the essence of Eilish and I groan, sliding my tongue between her lips.

I taste sweat, magic, and woman. She bucks up as I flutter over her swelling clit.

Eilish’s thighs flex and release over and over.

I kiss the sensitive nub that twitches beneath my ministrations.

Eilish coos, riding my tongue with subtle movements of her hips before I suck her clit.

She screams. Pulsating suction eases into teasing licks and firm strokes, bringing her higher and higher still.

I cover her heated flesh with my mouth, slurping as her juices soak my beard.

The tip of my tongue tickles her anus and she flies over the edge.

I release her legs as she curls her fingers in my hair.

Her thighs spread and she rolls her hips, forcing my face against her sweetness.

I pull her nub between my teeth, tugging slightly and a gush of warmth hits my chin.

Eilish pushes me away, but I grip her ass hard and grind her mound against my lips until she climaxes again.

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EILISH

Blessed Meadows

My chest heaves as Silvanus rises from between my thighs.

I feel the heat of my blush grow as I stare down the length of my belly at this gorgeous deity.

His full beard glistens with slick. Liquid drips slowly down his chest and rippling abdomen.

His thick erection stands proudly as he smiles down at me.

Hues of gold and emerald dance in his eyes as the light warms our skin.

Silvanus lays over me, bracing his arms on either side of my head as he kisses me.

I taste myself on his lips and moan. The nudge of his cock between my folds causes my hips to stutter.

He grinds against me, brushing his hard length on my clit until I shiver.

His lips graze my ear and he presses into me, forcing my muscles to comply with his intrusion. I bite his neck, drooling at the feel of the delicious stretch. His hips pull back only to snap forward. I rake my nails down his back and hear a deep growl in my ear.

A slow, deliberate dance begins. Pressure coils inside me. Past and present begin to collide, and I remember the first time Silvanus brought me such great pleasure. His fingers move down to where we’re connected. My head spins.

I arch my back, not sure if my body wants to get closer or retreat, but Silvanus doesn’t let me. Those fingers move to my clit and I squeeze my eyes shut. His hips pick up speed, thrusting hard and deep. I fight against it for as long as I can, but my body gives Silvanus what he needs.

And then it becomes all too much. My legs tremble, body convulsing as he pumps into me.

Silvanus turns my head. “Look at me, Eilish.” He holds me close. I see something unreadable in his eyes. “Open yourself to me.”

I realize now what he means. And like I have always done, I obey the wishes of my mentor. I take a deep breath and open myself to his magic. But something is different. Something feels different. “Silvanus?”

My dagger appears in my hand. Silvanus’s magic takes control of my body. And as I watch, in horror, the blade sinks into his chest. I try to pull away, to stop myself from harming him, but I can’t.

“I love you,” he whispers as crimson spills from his lips. Magic flashes. It burns away the image of my lover and the field of lavender turns to soot beneath me.

I see a portal ahead. When I glance down again, Silvanus is gone. Disappeared as though he were never here.

Someone calls my name in the distance.

I throw myself through the opening.