Page 68 of Wicked Magik

My body was on fire, I needed to be with her, rub my scent all over her. Drown him out.

Or put his scent on me too.

I sighed deeply as I lifted her, feeling the warmth from between her legs against my stomach. As I pressed her gently against the wall, her dress rode up her thighs, and my tongue traced a path down her neck. The minty aroma filled my senses, and I couldn't help but breathe in more, caught between wanting to savor the moment and questioning if this was truly right.

I was so hard.

“Oryx,” she breathed. Her hands snaked around my back and she rubbed against me. “We shouldn’t do this in here…”

“I know, but I don’t think I can wait.” There were limbs, half-created vessels left on tables. She deserved to be treated with care, on a bed of blankets in my den. But it was so far away and took too much time to get there.

She placed a kiss on my chest. “I’m so wet right now.”

All my resolve broke, and I laid her down on the empty desk next to us. I spread her thighs and found the cloth covering her lower lips drenched. “You are. Is this for me?”

A flash of Veylor’s face came to her mind, but it was gone in an instant. Was it just me because I was smelling him on her? Would it be so bad if he watched me take her?

My cock dripped with come at the thought of it. If we were in a different place of trust, if he didn’t try to kill her, maybe I would let him see the way she pleased me. Let him see how beautiful she was to me, how she lets me do what I want with her.

I groaned as I watched the wet patch of her undergarments dampen more. “I can’t wait to taste you with my tongue and cock.”

Vesper whimpered, and I huffed hot breath on her thighs as I gently lowered her undergarments. She hated it when I pulled them so slowly, she was impatient, but if I was going to be the master of her body, she must learn that I will give when I am ready.

“Please…” her hand grabbed my horn, and her thumb rubbed across the base. A tingle of desire ran down my spine and my tongue, without warning I rubbed across her clit. As good as it tasted on my tongue, my cock tasted her even better. It was so close to her entrance, the thought of slipping inside her accidentally was the greatest temptation.

“My cock weeps for you.” I climbed on top of her, getting drunk on the lavender and mint scent .

What would she think if I thought of my Lord being here with us? What would she think if I allowed him to touch me as I touched her? What if she allowed him to touch her?

I shook my head. He tried to hurt her.

He would never.

I huffed in annoyance and both her hands cupped my skull.

“Where did you go, big guy?”

I tugged at my trousers, letting my cock spring free. She gasped as the wetness rubbed against her. She tugged at the corset-like dress, her breast springing free. My tongue ran down her nipples, tugging at the hardened points while the suckers on the base of my cock sucked at her clit as I rubbed against her.

I want you inside me so bad.

I groaned and placed my nose next to her neck. She can’t say things like that to me, I would slip it inside her.

“Please, Oryx, I can’t take it anymore. Please fuck me.”

She deserved a soft, pretty nest, sweet words into her tiny ears, but her pleas were my undoing.

I thrust into her, a low growl escaping my lips as her warmth enveloped me. Her back arched, pressing her breasts against my chest, her body begging for more. I could feel her heart racing, her breath hot on my neck as I began to move, each thrust deliberate and deep.

“Gods, you’re thick, Orie!”

Her moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure that drowned out the lingering scent of my Lord. This was about us, about my claim on her body. I could feel her nails digging into my back, her legs wrapping around my waist, urging me deeper.

“It’s like you’re sucking me on the inside, shit!”

The desk creaked beneath us, the sound of my grunts echoed through the lab. I could feel her tightening around me, her body trembling as she neared her release. I wanted to draw it out, to make this moment last forever, but her pleasure was my own, and I couldn't deny her release.

I increased my pace, my body slamming against hers, the sound of our flesh meeting filling the air. Her moans turned to screams, my name on her lips spurred me further.