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He licks and sucks and works his mouth and then zaps my clit with lightning again and again until I’m writhing and panting and moaning his name. Pent-up tension crackles inside me like a storm. I gasp air into my lungs. It feels as if my mind is going to shatter.

Draven flicks my throbbing clit with his tongue before taking it into his mouth again. I can barely breathe through the pleasure as I tumble headfirst towards an orgasm. He slides his tongue around my entrance.

“Oh God—” My words are cut off by a gasp and a pleading whimper as Draven zaps my clit with his lightning again.

“I prefer sir. Or master. But I suppose God will do.”

My growled response is drowned out by another moan as he swirls his tongue around my clit with expert precision. I whimper, squirming desperately in the air. Draven tightens his grip on me as he continues his sweet torture. My entire body is trembling with pent-up release.

“Please,” I beg, the word breaking on another breathy moan. “Oh, fuck, please.”

He chuckles against my clit. Pulling back, he gently slides my legs off his shoulders and places them back on the ground. My chest heaves, and I just lie there on the warm rooftop, delirious with pent-up need.

On his knees between my legs, Draven smirks down at me. “You’re so fucking pretty when you beg.”

A desperate growl rips from my throat, and my hand shoots out to grab his belt. “If you don’t start fucking me right now, I’m going to stab you.”

Fire sparks in his eyes. Wrapping a firm hand around my throat, he leans down over me and claims my lips in a savage kiss before murmuring, “And even hotter when you threaten me.”

While kissing him back furiously, I start blindly unbuckling his belt. My fingers fumble, but I finally manage to get it open and unbutton his pants. Shoving the fabric aside, I wrap my hand around his thick cock and then jerk up and down.

A moan rips from Draven’s chest. He sucks in a sharp breath, his body trembling as I do it again.

“Fuck me,” I order, smirking against his lips. “Right now.”

He bites my bottom lip and slides his hand higher up my throat, locking it right underneath my jaw. I draw my hand up and down his hard cock again. Something between a moan and a growl escapes his lips.

“Next time, I’m bringing the fucking handcuffs,” he threatens against my mouth.

But then he pulls back and starts quickly stripping out of his remaining clothes. I hurriedly yank the nightgown over my head and toss it aside as well. His eyes burn with desire as he gazes down at my naked body, and that look in his eyes takes my breath away.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he presses out, staring at me as if the sight of my naked body still leaves him breathless every time.

Heat flushes my cheeks.

He bends down over me, and I spread my legs again as he braces his arms on the roof on either side of me while he positions his hips right over mine. His cock brushes against my entrance. I wrap my hand around the back of his neck and yank his mouth down to mine.

A moan tears from his chest. Then he thrusts into me.

I gasp against his lips as his hard cock slides into my soaking wet pussy. As always, he gives me a moment to adjust to his size before he slides out and then slams back in again. Pleasure shoots up my spine.

While still stealing the breath from my lungs and thrusting his hips hard, Draven takes one hand off the roof and slides it up the side of my ribs. My skin tingles as his fingers brush over my ribs and up towards my tits. I moan into his mouth as he rolls my nipple between his fingers.

He starts up a firm pace, thrusting into me with commanding strokes. That incredible tension starts building inside me again. I slide my fingers from his neck and up into his hair, gripping it hard. Lifting my other hand, I draw it over his wings.

His body trembles.

I smirk against his mouth and do it again.

He zaps my nipple with lightning.

Gasping, I arch up from the ground as my nipple tingles with pleasure. Draven lets out a smug chuckle that vibrates against my lips. I slam my hips up against his and bite his bottom lip. He just picks up his pace, fucking me harder.

Pleasure pulses through my body with every commanding thrust. I suck in desperate breaths as that pent-up storm of release thrums inside me.

And the domineering bastard shows me no mercy.

While continuing to fuck me hard, he alternates between toying with my nipple and zapping it with lightning while also kissing me completely senseless.

My body trembles with the onslaught of stimulation until my entire world narrows down to just him.

His lips against mine, tasting like rain and wind and lightning.

His intoxicating scent, like night mist and embers, filling my lungs.

His muscular body against mine. His thick cock inside me.

His commanding hands on my heated skin. I could drown in it, in him, forever. Never needing anything else.

He thrusts hard, hitting deep inside me.

Pleasure crackles through my body as release crashes through me. I gasp, my legs shaking around his hips as the intense waves of pleasure sweep through my every limb. Draven steals that gasp from my lips with a furious kiss while he continues fucking me through the orgasm, intensifying it.

My pussy tightens around his cock, my inner walls fluttering, as he pounds into me.

I draw my fingers along those extra sensitive lines on his wings where the soft membrane meets bone.

Pleasure explodes in his eyes.

A deep groan rips from his chest as release slams into him as well. As always, I memorize every sound, every expression on his perfect face, as it fills with pleasure when he comes hard as well. Because I will never get enough of that.

When the waves of pleasure have faded, he just stares down at me in amazement.

As if I’m the most astonishing thing he has ever seen.

The fact that he still looks at me like this, even after all these months and everything we’ve been through, makes my heart flip and my chest fill with sparkling warmth.

Pulling out gently, he maneuvers his powerful body to the side and then lies down on the warm rooftop next to me. I draw in a shuddering breath, lingering pleasure still skittering across my skin like tiny lightning bolts. Draven slides his arm underneath me and pulls me close.

Our chests heave, and for a while, our breathing and the low rushing from the waterfalls are the only sounds that fill the starlit night.

Draven pulls me even closer, his lethal body melding with mine. My heart flutters as he brushes a soft kiss against my temple.

“When all of this is over, I swear that I’m going to give you the life you deserve,” he promises, his voice solemn. “The life that you have always deserved.”

My chest tightens.

“You deserve it all,” he whispers against my skin.

I swallow against the sudden thickness in my throat. “So do you, Draven.”

He hums and then kisses my temple again. “A promise, then. Let’s get everything we’ve ever wanted.”

A villainous smile spreads across my mouth as I lie there in Draven’s arms and gaze up at the glittering heavens above. I nod, feeling his words settle deep inside me. A promise. A vow. A fucking defiant scream to this unfair world.

“Yes. Let’s get fucking everything.”