Page 110 of Hell Fae Warden

“As you wish,” he returned, his shaft pulsing between my thighs.

So he enjoyed me taking charge a little,I mused.Good.

I licked a path down his torso, admiring the muscular dips and planes along the way. His eyes resembled two black pools as he watched me, his need a palpable presence that throbbed between us. I reciprocated that need but wanted to make this last.

To torture us both.

Toenjoythe eventual gratification.

My insides clenched with the desire to take him to the hilt, to ride him, but my mouth required attention first. I wanted to swallow that pierced head, feel him pulsate in my throat, and take him to the edge of an orgasm, just like he’d done to me not moments ago.

Quid pro quo,I thought, reaching his groin.

Precum glistened on the tip of his arousal, the faint hint of my own pleasure touching his skin. I licked him from base to head before taking that sensual offering from him and allowing his flavor to blossom on my tongue.

He hissed in reply, his muscles bulging as he fought not to move and take control. I suspected this was a gift of sorts—him allowing me to lead—and I vowed not to belittle it by wasting time.

Instead, I opened my mouth and took him as far as I could without choking, which I found a little more difficult with his piercing.

“Fuck.” The word left him on a snarl of sound, causing my thighs to clench.

God, I want him inside me.

But not yet.

I need him just as lost to my touch as…

I moaned as more of his precum coated my tongue, his excitement an erotic flavor that ratcheted up my own yearning. I was captivated by his essence, his body a work of art that I wanted to conquer. To mark. To claim for the rest of time.

It was such a visceral reaction, so unexpected and new.

This craving for him is unnatural.

And yet, I couldn’t stop sucking him, my mouth working up and down his shaft, his piercing nudging my throat each time. It was just as amazing as I’d anticipated, his girth a welcome presence in my mouth.

“Camillia.” He grabbed my hair, yanking me off his cock and dragging me up his body. “Put me inside you.Now.”

His control had clearly snapped, but I didn’t care. His command was one I longed to obey. Every part of me was on fire, my veins exploding with an inferno only Ajax could contain.

I straddled his hips and positioned him, then screamed as he thrust upward into my waiting heat. Reality spun into a dark web of euphoric hunger, both of us having lost our souls to the physical demand growing between us.

He sat up, his arms coming around me, his hand at my nape, and his mouth devouring mine.

I was barely aware of how he’d moved that quickly, where my body started and ended, because every part of me was glued to Ajax. My legs curled around his waist, seating me even more on his lap as he thrust harshly into me.

That piercing,I marveled, my mind blanking as rapture threatened to consume me.God, that piercing…

He was so deep. So thick. So fucking unreal.

I matched his pace, my hips enchanted by his sexual dance. His prowess. Hisvigor.

“Oh God,” I panted, my insides twisting sharply as pleasure churned through my lower belly. “Close…”

I couldn’t properly form sentences, but Ajax had to know, had tofeel, that I was about to come. That all of this pent-up need and energy between us was about to pour out of me in an—

Explosion.

Ajax swallowed my scream, his palm on my nape forcing me to continue kissing him as I unraveled on one of the most intense climaxes of my existence.