His lips crashed down into hers then, his tongue colliding with hers. “See how good you taste,” he breathed.
Esmyra sucked on his lower lip in response, earning a groan from him. It drove her wild, how vocal he was for her.
His mouth settled over her pulse, and she gasped out as he pressed two of his fingers into her again, her pussy clenching around them.
Esmyra looked up at him, watching as he fucked her with them. He took his bottom lip between his teeth as he watched her writhe, her nipples getting harder beneath his stare. The moonlight framed him, and he was the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen as he worshipped her body in the most glorious torture she’d ever felt.
“Come here,” she breathed, and he only grinned. “Now.”
She reached for his shoulder and brought him back down to her, kissing him deeper, pressing her body against his before reaching into his pants and wrapping her hand around his thick length.
Draevyn shoved his pants down his legs, and she stroked his cock as it came out on display before her. She had forgotten how thick he was, tightening her grip on him as it twitched in her hands.
She moved to stand and pulled him to his feet, right before lowering herself to her knees.
Esmyra looked up at him, placing her tongue on the underside of his tip, teasing. “It appears you’re also worth kneeling for, Draevyn Rowe.”
His eyes flared, a subtle curve tilting his lips upward, right before she took his whole length to the back of her throat, inch by glorious inch.
“Fuck,” he growled.
Her tongue swirled along the shaft as she held him there, and his thighs shook as she wrapped her hands around the back of them, her talons digging into his skin.
Draevyn’s fingers plunged into her hair, holding it up and out of her way as she moved up and down slowly, staring up at the embers in his eyes.
She wanted to explore every inch of him, to take her time unlike before. Her lips trailed kisses up and down the length of his shaft, the veins bulging beneath taut skin as she teased.
He’d driven her to near madness. It was only fair she did the same.
Esmyra took the head of his cock in her mouth and sucked gently. Draevyn inhaled sharply, his fingers now digging into her scalp as he tried to hold himself steady. She thought she was about to come herself as she watched him unravel.
The moment her lips released him, he bent over, his strong hands gripping her as if she weighed nothing, and he hauled her up before she could even think to protest. Her gasp was swallowed instantly as his mouth found hers, the kiss fierce and claiming. Her hands fell to his shoulders on instinct as her legs hooked around his waist.
The world tilted around them, all sense narrowing to the strength of his hold and the demanding press of his lips. It left her no space to breathe or think. All Esmyra could do wasfeel.
Mine. Mine. MINE.Draevyn was hers, and she would never let anyone tear him away from her again.
Draevyn’s cock pressed against her slick entrance, and her thighs slowly loosened their hold on him in answer, allowing herself to slidedown onto him. The thick head of him spread her open, and she gasped into his mouth as he leisurely,torturously,filled her beyond comprehension.
He lowered his head to the curve of her neck, his teeth digging into the sensitive skin there as his cock twitched inside her.
“Drae,” she gasped out, her head falling back as he drove himself up into her, holding her in the air as she lost all sense of self.
He sucked one of her nipples into his mouth, and she thought she was about to come right then and there. She knew he must’ve sensed it too as her pussy tightened around him.
“Not yet,” he whispered against the column of her throat, still thrusting.
Esmyra could only let out a whimper as she did what she was told.
“Good girl,” he cooed.
He held her there, her legs locked tight around him, their movements growing rougher, more desperate. The world around them blurred into nothing but heat and motion.
And then she caught it again—the Phoenix’s flames.
It flared beneath his skin, brighter this time, chasing along his veins like molten gold trying to break free. It lit him from within, thrashing against the confines of his body, and she couldn’t look away.
It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. The sight of him losing control because of her was intoxicating, dangerous, and so achingly beautiful it sent a shiver straight through her.
