Page 45 of Wicked Magik

My hips jerked, fucking my hand drawing out more of her sweet taste. Her moans filled the room, her thoughts begging for more, for me to never stop. I had no intention of stopping. I wanted to drown in her, to feel her pleasure as if it were my own.

Her body trembled beneath me, her breath coming in quick gasps. I could feel her climax building, her thoughts a whirlwind of sensation and need. I doubled my efforts, my tongue delving deeper, my suction cups pulsing faster.

She screamed my name as she came, her body convulsing with the force of her release. I drank her in, her pleasure echoing through my body, a growl of satisfaction rumbling in my chest.

Her body went limp, her breath coming in ragged gasps. I gently licked her, soothing her as she came down from her high. Her thoughts were a lazy river of contentment, her body sated.

I pulled away slightly, nuzzling her thigh. She glanced at me, a soft smile playing on her lips. "That was..."

“Stop making me addicted to you. I’m falling too fast.”Her mind whispered.

I wanted to make her addicted to me. That was the entire plan. To have her want me as much as I wanted her. “I want to bury myself into you, make us one,” I blurted.

Instead of agreeing, my pet let out a gasp and pushed at my horns. “Oryx, wait.”

As I sighed and pulled back, I expected her to tell me it was moving too quickly, just like she did last night. It was unwise of me to mention it, but I can't help feeling the heavy burden pressing on my chest.

I wanted to pledge myself to her. How else was I to show it?

Right now, her mind was being filled with thoughts I didn’t want to see.

Someone she let inside her body before me.

I snarled, my jaw ajar. I didn't want to lay eyes on his body– didn't want to acknowledge their existence. I had known she had been with someone else, but the confirmation ignited a fire of rage within me to see it happening. My fury built, my hooves striking the floor with a sharp, echoing click. As her memories raced forward like a whirlwind, I witnessed the scene unfold as he grunted and finished, keeping her face from view.

The male fell over. He lay there, eyes closed, motionless, while Vesper remained sprawled beside him. Her clothes were still on, but her skirt was bunched up carelessly around her waist.

“You can leave now,” he groaned and rolled over away from her.

My hearts shattered within me as I caught sight of her. Tears cascaded down her cheeks, glistening like small rivers of sorrow, as she slowly rose from the bed and slid into her undergarments with a quiet resignation. She moved with a grace that belied her anguish, not sparing the male a single backward glance as she silently exited the room.

Why?

Does she think I will do that to her?

And who was this male?

A desperate cry tore from my throat, raw and agonized. The thought of casting her aside felt like a knife twisting in my gut. My Vesper, my cherished pet. I couldn't bear the idea of losing her. I wanted nothing more than to keep her by my side forever.The mere thought of her tears–of causing her even a moment of sorrow was unthinkable. I would rather die than let that happen.

I don’t know if I should let her go or hold her. After seeing this, I should never request such a thing.

What a horrible creature I am?

I stood absolutely still, at least I tried.

Vesper grabbed my arm as my body trembled. “Did… you see that?” she whispered.

Another whine and I pulled my head away from her.

She guided my skull back with one hand and laid her cheek on my forehead. “I am not considered beautiful where I come from. I am different. White hair, purple eyes… I’m odd.”

I growled to correct her, but memories of children who made fun of her filled my head.

“They made fun of me for my hair, then living with my single mother at a funeral home didn’t help,” she chuckled. “Once I was old enough, I wanted to go to beauty school. I loved painting faces, making people look different– feel beautiful. The town where I moved had a lot of parties…”

My chest rumbled to comfort her, and she smiled at me.

“While I stayed there, there was a male that was mildly interested in me. He just wanted to get his dick wet anyway possible.”