Page 65 of Horns of Wicked Ebony (Deathcaller Duet #2)

She wasted no time, already so far gone to the ways I gave her pleasure. “Please. Use your fingers. Take me there. I want to feel you everywhere. ”

“Please, what?” I rumbled, rubbing my beard against her thighs again.

“Please, mate .”

“I was hoping for master, but I’ll accept that too. Just because I love the way you whimpered it.” Then, I swept my tongue through her slickness again and pressed the tip of my finger into the tight ring.

She sucked in a sharp breath as I worked to the second knuckle. “This pussy is mine. This ass is mine. That mouth is mine. Am I understood?”

She nodded, and another gush of wetness filled my mouth. She hated that she loved my command, my possession, and that made it taste all the sweeter. This headstrong female falling apart because of me was better than any scale.

I stretched her hole further, adding a second finger.

“Fates–” she swore.

I growled a warning.

“Rokath,” she corrected herself, and her walls clenched around me. I glanced up from my work, finding her brows pinched and sweat beading between her breasts. I flattened my tongue and licked harder, faster, while working my fingers deeper into her ass.

“Oh, fuck,” she swore, mouth popping open and remaining in an O. Then, her lashes fluttered.

“Eyes on me while I make you come. I want to see the full effect of me stretching you out,” I commanded into her mind. They snapped open at the same time her walls clenched, sucking me deeper inside.

I groaned against her pussy as she came for the second time.

“That’s my good mate,” I ground out, releasing her at last. I wiped the juices from my beard with the back of my clean hand, then captured her in a bruising kiss.

My cock dripped onto her belly, and I was wound so fucking tight I knew when I sank into her cunt again I’d be done in only a few strokes.

I left her lips pink and swollen when I pulled away. “I’m going to fuck you from behind now, with my cock in your ass. You’re going to come for me while I claim you once again.”

Fire ignited in those devious burgundy eyes. “Claim me, Rokath. As hard as the first time.”

My dick leaped, and a feral growl ripped from my throat.

I flipped her, and she looked over her shoulder at me, digging her teeth into her bottom lip.

The slightest wriggle of her ass and arch of her spine had her opening even more for me.

I swiped more wetness over the tight ring, then pushed my fingers in again, widening her further.

With my free hand, I rubbed her clit, keeping her dripping for me. A heady moan fled her lips as I worked a third finger in. “Take me,” she begged.

“Can’t wait, little imposter?”

“No.” The word came out like a broken plea.

I couldn’t deny my mate what she wanted. Without having to reposition her, I slid my hardness into her pussy, coating it in preparation for her ass. It came out absolutely soaked. A low, rumbling laugh sounded in my chest. “I love your openness, Assyria. How you want me to show you new pleasures.”

I removed my fingers, positioning the head at her entrance. With deliberate slowness, I pressed. “Relax,” I encouraged her. A whimper escaped her, and I continued to rub circles over her clit. Her hole opened wider for me, until I worked the tip completely in.

“Good girl,” I praised, and her walls clenched, making stars dot my vision. “How does it feel?”

“Incredible,” she breathed, her body already coiled tight. For which I was grateful, because my balls were throbbing with anticipation of my release .

“Tell me if it’s too much,” I instructed. Then, I thrust deeper, bringing my length in and out as slowly as I could manage with how badly I wanted to fuck her into oblivion. But I didn’t want to hurt her, especially since I had plans for her training later.

“It’s not. Keep going,” she panted, pushing back into me.

With a groan, I did, flaring my nostrils and focusing on my breath to prevent myself from coming.

“Yes,” she hissed, her eyes flaring again. Her breath came in ragged sips as she watched me fuck her, gaze raking over my sweat-slicked torso.

“If only you could see what I see,” I told her.

“Show me,” she gasped, and I did.

Images of her ass widening, gaping for me as she took my thick cock flashed down our bond. She clenched around me at the sight with a mewled, “Oh.”

“You take me so well.” I dipped my hand rubbing her clit into her pussy, slicking it further. Her walls pulsed around my fingers as I withdrew them.

“No,” she pleaded. “Keep them there.”

“Then you need to come for me.” My voice was hard, commanding.

“I will,” she promised. So I dipped my fingers into her cunt again, grinding the heel of my palm against her clit.

She opened for me, and I buried myself deeper, inch by devastating inch. “Fuck,” I swore, nearly to the hilt. Poised over her, braced on one hand, control slipped out of my grasp. I curled my fingers against her inner walls, stroking the spot she loved while I claimed her ass.

She held my gaze the entire time, the world melting away as our bond, our love consumed us like a wildfire. A ragged breath fled her, and every muscle in her core tightened. “Fuck!” she screamed as her orgasm tore through her, yet in our current position she could scarcely move .

“Good girl,” I praised her, holding out until the last second before letting my own release rip through me. Hot ropes of cum filled her ass with me completely inside.

Trembling, panting, I murmured words of affirmation in her ear.

Small, sweet sounds slipped between her lips.

As my cock softened, I eased myself out of her.

She sank to the mattress, limbs trembling.

I pressed a kiss to her sweat-soaked spine, then went to the bathing chamber to run us a bath.

Minutes later, she joined me, sinking into the tub.

The hour was still early, so we had time to luxuriate before the first gong rang.

Turning the taps, I ceased the flow of water, then joined her in it.

“That was…amazing,” she commented with a sigh, settling back against me. A low rumble vibrated in my chest as I wet a cloth and cleaned her. She sucked in a sharp breath as I brushed it over her center.

“Sensitive?” I asked her.

She nodded. “I can’t decide which position I like most with you.”

“You don’t have to pick a favorite. I will pleasure you in them all, whenever you ask.”

She craned her neck to look at me, and I pressed a kiss to her forehead. “No one will take me again. You’re training me to be as fierce as you. I trust you completely.”

My heart throbbed at her words. I set the cloth aside and wrapped my arms around her waist instead. “Then we better work on my idea today so that you can scare the Angels and taste how sweet a victory that is.”

“I think I’ll enjoy that,” she grinned, unveiling the devious side of her.

I huffed against her hair. “With how fierce you are, I have no doubt.”