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"So I'm not wasting any of the time we have tonight. I'm not taking this night of safety and calm for granted. Besides, we both know we're far better at going in guns blazing than executing a plan. Let's leave that to Em and Wane."
I smiled, and wondered how the fuck Haley was able to draw a smile from me. I'd just found out the stories I'd carried in my heart for centuries weren't stories but history, and revolved around the dictator who killed my mate—and here I was smiling.
"So what's your diabolical plan for me, then?" I asked, leaning back in the chair and trailing my stare over her bright eyes, kiss-swollen mouth, and the hardened tips of her nipples, straining like they were pleading for my touch.
"You know how you're always in charge, and I'm the submissive one?"
My cock throbbed. "Yes."
"Not today, my night," she replied, her eyes flashing with something I'd never seen before, a dark flicker of possessiveness and dominance that fit strangely with the worry in her soul. "Today, I'm going to make you forget how to think."
She pressed a kiss to the head of my cock through my underwear and I groaned. "I'm going to use my magic to slow the blood flow to your head so everything's hazy and you can't take control. Pick a safe word."
My hips bucked embarrassingly off the chair. Shit. I didn't like giving up control, but I couldn't deny I was thrilled at the idea of my rose doing whatever wicked things she desired to me.
"Jynn," I said without hesitation, and devoured her answering laugh like the starved man I was.
"The name I used when I first met you," she murmured, tugging my trousers down and leaving them around my ankles. Restricting my movement, keeping me even more at her mercy. I was mortified by how turned on that made me. "Sentimental bastard."
I smiled, my lips moving slowly. Wait, all of me was moving slowly, the room growing blurry and strange. The green glow from the lamps was suddenly monstrous and threatening, and unease bled through me.
"Kai," Haley said calmly. "Look at me." I did. "I've got you. Stop stressing, just take a deep breath and relax. Let me take care of you."
It didn't come naturally, but I inhaled deeply, lifting my suddenly-heavy arm to brush the backs of my fingers over her face. It was Haley's magic making me slow. Making me easy prey for her.2
"Gods, look at you," she said when she tugged my underwear down, my cock jumping, aching, dripping precum all over my black shirt. I stopped caring about that when Haley wrapped her warm fingers around my shaft and squeezed. "I love this cock. You know that?"
I nodded, my head heavy and eyelids barely parted over my eyes. I forced them to stay open, desperate to see her, to watch. I sank my teeth into my bottom lip when she parted her mouth and ran her lips up and down my length, her tongue flicking out to taste the winding path of a vein. I couldn't hold back a groan when she suctioned her mouth tighter, the sensation fucking heavenly.
"Haley," I breathed, pleasure mixing with the floatiness in my head until I felt out of control.
"I'm right here," she promised, catching my hand and linking our fingers as her tongue swirled over my head. I grunted in surprise at the intensity of pleasure when she took me inside her mouth.
"Fuck," I breathed when she drew the divine heat of her mouth away and I realised she was only getting me slick for her hand. She gripped me firmly, making slow, loving strokes, synching each one with my hazy breaths.
Wings brushed my thighs, and I would have bucked off the damn chair if I hadn't been so drugged by her magic. Shit—holy shit, that felt insane. Goosebumps covered every place she touched, stroking me with her feathers and seeming intent on erasing all my brain function.
I understood what she meant when she gasped too much now. Her hand pumping me slowly, steadily, and the maddening stroke of her wings over my too-sensitive skin, mixed with the love and ownership I felt through the bond … yeah, it was too fucking much.
"Haley," I moaned, begged, straining against the sluggish blur keeping me at her mercy.
"I can feel blood pumping faster in your cock," she told me, and my eyes slammed shut as a wave of pleasure flooded me. "Are you close?"
I nodded fast, my head spinning, all the muscles tightening in my legs, in my ass. I'd never live it down if Harvey found out I came in two fucking minutes, but with my body flush with tingling pleasure and my mate's hand pumping me, her palm squeezing whenever she slid over my tip—I couldn't hold back.
When Haley swiftly released my aching dick and sat back, stroking up and down my thighs and leaving me right on the goddamn edge, I snarled a throaty complaint. My cock jerked, desperate, pleading, but she left me there, so close but unable to come without another touch.
"Haley," I breathed, aware my tone was whining and unable to change it.
"I know, my night," she said sympathetically, and fuck if that voice didn't make even needier. My hips bucked off the chair; she pushed them back down, weakness flooding me so suddenly that I panicked—until she squeezed my hand, and I relaxed so thoroughly that I swore I floated out of my body.
"What did I say our plan for tomorrow is?" she asked, her eyes fixed on my face with burning satisfaction. Glad you're enjoying yourself, my rose. I wasn't sure if I said that out loud or not.
"No plan," I breathed.
She made a little displeased sound. "Clearly, I haven't done a good enough job," she murmured, and made my eyes cross when she wrapped both hands around my throbbing cock, doing this insane twisting motion that made it impossible to breathe.
"Please," I begged.
