“Good morning, beautiful,” I respond, my voice low and full of reverence.
She smiles back, but it falters into a frown. “What is it?”
“What’s what?” My pulse kicks up. Fuck. Was I really that readable?
“I can feel it. Through the bond. You’re anxious. Something’s wrong.” She responds, rubbing at her chest exactly where I know the bond pulls the hardest.
“Shit,” I mutter under my breath.
“I heard that,” she teases with a small smirk.
Of course she did, because she has immortal hearing now. I roll my eyes and click the door closed, moving to the edge of the bed, awkwardly looming as I try to string together the right words. How the fuck was I supposed to say this?
“It’s… my father.”
Her brows pinch together. “What’s happened?”
She rises from the bed and pads towards me, sliding her arms around my waist as she pushes herself up onto her tiptoes. I lean down, placing a soft kiss against her perfectly pouty lips. I needed to taste her before I broke her world again.
She kisses me back with hunger, threading her fingers into my hair, making me groan into her mouth as my hands find their way to her waist to pull her in close. God’s I fucking loved the feel of her mouth against mine. I lift her effortlessly, hands gripping under her thighs as she wraps her legs around my waist. I slide a palm to her ass and squeeze, pulling a breathy moan from her lips.
She pulls back, breathless and flushed, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “You’re trying to distract me.”
I smirk, nipping at her bottom lip. “Is that such a bad thing? We both need it.”
Before she can argue, I kiss her hard, devouring her mouth with the desperation of a man clinging to the one thing anchoring him to sanity. I move forward, laying her down onto the bed, magic sparking in the air as I burn away her nightgown, revealing every inch of her to my greedy eyes. My breath catches at the sight of her. She’s perfection. Curves made for sin, dusky nipples already peaked, and her soft stomach making her look like the fucking goddess she is. I slowly trail my eyes down her body, taking in the sight of her thick, creamy thighs that were just begging to have my face between them.
I trail slow kisses down her jaw, my stubble grazing her skin as I drag my teeth over her pulse at her throat before biting downto leave my mark on her like the possessive bastard I was. She lets out a small yelp, threading her hands through my hair as her thumbs softly caress my horns. I shudder at the sensation, the feel of her touch going straight to my already throbbing cock. I lower my mouth to her breast, sucking it into my mouth before biting down on her nipple gently, making her hips buck.
“Korithax,” she moans, digging her nails into my scalp.
Gods, I love it when she moans my name. I trail my right hand slowly down her body, leaving goosebumps in its wake as it trails slowly down to between her thighs. I force my hand between them, pushing them open.
I lift my head, smiling at her darkly. “Your thighs are soaking baby. Is that what I do to you, do I make your little cunt drip?”
She nods, sucking her lower lip between her teeth. I bring my hand up from her thighs, slapping it across her cheek before gripping her chin. She gasps in surprise but her eyes spark with delight.
“Words, Daisy. You know the rules by now,” I growl.
“Yes,” She breathes. “Yes, you make me so wet, Korithax.”
I groan in satisfaction, lowering my mouth back to her nipple and sucking hard as my hand finds her cunt. I run my middle finger through her slit, gathering her juices and rubbing it over her swollen clit in slow circles. Her hips buck again, and I force my weight onto her so she can’t move as I suck at her nipple, flicking my tongue in time with my finger.
“Gods, Korithax. Please!” She moans, grasping onto my horns as I tease her body.
I don’t deign to answer as I continue torturing her nipple and pussy whilst she writhes beneath me, desperate for release. But I don’t want to give it to her, not yet. I want her begging. I want her soaking and needy and on the verge of tears before I give her what she wants. I need a release, and using her body is the perfect way to find it.
I pull away when her breaths start to come in little pants, and her thighs tremble. Pushing myself onto my haunches, I stare down at her, laughing sadistically.
“Whyyyyyy?” She whines, panting as she rubs her thighs together in desperate search of friction.
I push my middle finger into my mouth and groan at the taste of her. Gods, she tastes so fucking sweet, it’s addictive.
“Spread your thighs, princess,” I murmur around my finger.
A blush spreads across her pretty little face, but she does as I ask, moving her feet apart so I have the perfect view of her cunt. She has the most perfect pussy I’d ever seen, and I couldn’t wait to be buried inside of her.
A knock sounds at the door, and I can’t stop the furious growl that escapes me. “What?” I bark.
