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“Excellent,” was all he said as he hooked a finger around the lace and pulled it to the side, exposing me to him. I could feel his breath on me before he touched his tongue, ever so gently, to the bundle of nerves that sat at the apex of my thighs. I cried out in surprise at just how good it felt. I could feel him smirk against me before he slid one finger, and then two, deep inside me. He curled them upward, stroking me from the inside while his tongue worked me from the outside.
FUCK! I didn’t know if I was screaming it out loud or in his head. Either way, the building pleasure grew so quickly, I barely felt like I would last more than a few strokes.
‘That’s it, Raven. Come for me. I want to see you come,’ He whispered into my mind, and the pressure built to an overwhelming crescendo. Finally, I shattered, and waves of pleasure like I had never experienced before erupted through my entire body. Amon continued to stroke me through the orgasm until my legs shook and my core quivered.
He pulled away and smirked up at me. “Good, Raven. That was one. Let’s see if we can make you do it again.” He said before pulling his own shirt over his head and unbuckling his pants.
I realized this was going to be a deliciously long night.
67
I watched, as he stood and stripped before me. The moonlight spilled in through the cavernous hole in the wall, bathing him in a silvery glow. He looked as if he were carved from marble. Every piece of him chiseled and perfect. I frowned, as my eyes roamed over his chest and down his cut abdomen, to find that he too, was covered in scars. I reached out to touch one, rubbing my fingers over the raised flesh, and he shivered beneath my touch. It looked like a stab wound.
“See?” He whispered, as my fingers found another scar, and another, and another. “We both have scars.”
I nodded, finding myself feeling angry that someone had left these marks on his flesh. That someone had hurt him. I allowed my fingers to slide lower, down to the considerable length of him. I ran my fingers lightly over the hard but soft surface of his shaft, and he quivered.
“Fuck,” he growled as I touched him. I looked up at him and smiled, thrilled that I could have that kind of an effect. I wrapped my hand around him and he let out a groan that turned to a snarl. Grabbing my wrist with one hand, he tore the small scrap of lace that still remained on my body off with the other before picking me up and flipping us around. He sat on the edge of the bed and had me rest my knees on either side of him, positioning the tip of himself against my entrance.
Holding me firmly in place he reached up, brushing my hair out of my face and meeting my gaze. My breath caught in my throat at the feel of the broad head of him, pressing gently against my wetness. Neither of us moved for a moment.
“I love you,” he told me, quietly, and I felt a swell of emotion rush through my chest.
“I love you, too,” I whispered back to him. He rubbed a thumb gently over my cheek and smiled.
“Ready?” He asked, and I nodded against his hand. He began to guide me down onto him, slowly. I gasped as the tip of him entered, filling me up as he continued to pull me towards him. “That’s it, Raven,” he paused to let me adjust to his size. I squeezed his shoulders, rolling my head back. He felt so good, so right.
“Take the rest of it for me, I know you can.” His words drove me wild, and I pressed myself all the way down against him, until he was buried deep inside me. He groaned, biting my neck gently as I enveloped him.
Pausing, he pulled back, looking at me, with a mixed expression of arousal and concern. “You’re alright?” He checked, and I nodded, swallowing.
He gave me a satisfied grin, before he dropped his hands to my hips, rocking me gently, back, and forth. I gasped at this new sensation. The way he ground me against him, hit a spot in my core that reverberated through my entire body. It started deep inside and slowly spread through my limbs, and all the way up into my chest. My breath quickened, as he began to rock me more firmly. He pressed himself up into me, hitting that spot more soundly.
“Good Raven, now, faster,” he urged, and I began to move with him. Back and forth, back, and forth, as the pressure built and built. It became so intense; I could barely take it.
“Amon, I…” I gasped, “I can’t… I’m going to…” I had no idea what I was trying to say, but he knew exactly what I needed, and what was about to happen.
“You can, Raven. Don’t stop. Come for me. I want to feel it when you come.”
As my second orgasm took me, I screamed his name, just as he had promised he would make me do. This one was deeper and longer than the first one. My whole body shook with it and he groaned softly as I ground myself fervently against him, riding through the pleasure. He twisted one of my nipples as I came and I cried out again, raking my fingers through his hair, feeling where he had become damp with sweat.
As the final throws of the orgasm pulsed through me, he flipped me around, so he was spread out on top of me. He kissed me on the mouth, before positioning himself once more, between my legs.
“Good girl. That was two.” He told me, the tip of his nose rubbing against mine. I shuddered. I didn’t think I had another one in me, but the look on his face was telling me I was wrong. He was going to coax another orgasm out of me before he was done.
“I’m going to fuck you now, until we both come. Can you manage one more for me?” He asked, his voice rough. I swallowed, but nodded and wrapped my legs around him. He positioned himself against me, before sliding all the way to the hilt. I cried out. My insides were still so sensitive from the last orgasm, I was nearly dizzy with pleasure.
“Fuck,” he breathed into my ear, “You’re so fucking wet.” I moaned and ground my hips up and against him. He chuckled softly. “What is it that you want, Raven?” He asked.
“I want you, Amon, please,” I begged him, and he grunted, before obliging. There was nothing gentle about his strokes this time. He pounded in and out of me, and I met him stroke for stroke. The pressure began to mount once more, this time, with even greater intensity than the last. I could feel Amon’s own urgency build. As my third orgasm violently tore through my body, he roared from above, and I felt him erupt inside of me. He spasmed between my legs and he grunted as he came with me, thrusting through the last few strokes, before collapsing.
After a moment of labored breathing, Amon pushed up so he could meet my gaze. “That was three,” he smirked, and I let out a short burst of laughter. It certainly was.
For several seconds, we did nothing but lie together, recovering in each other's arms. I felt something solidify between us. Something permanent snapped into place, and I knew we were mated. The moment I realized it, my ring of ravens suddenly began to glow with a soft radiant blue light.
“What is… what’s happening?” I wondered out loud and Amon pulled back, as my necklace that I had been born in, floated up off my chest and split open before us. Rising out from the center, came a long, thin metal object. The object was bigger than the ring of ravens had been, and I wondered how it had even fit inside. I would never get used to magick. I reached out to wrap my hand around the key, and gasped as I realized what it was.
The daemons bring the Omnikey
