Page 55 of The Arcane God

“Just tell me what feels good,” he said, then lowered his head to one nipple and licked it so gently with his tongue. She felt her pussy fill with wetness, and she squirmed, trying to alleviate the tension.

“That,” she said breathlessly.

He chuckled darkly, but he didn’t do it again. Instead, he reached down under the bottom part of her dress, slipping his hand under the cotton pants she wore for extra warmth until he found her clit.

If she thought her nipples were extra sensitive, her clit was even more so. One tiny touch from his finger had her pussy clenching in pleasure and she gasped.

“Fuck. You are so sensitive,” Ty said, swallowing.

“I—I know,” she muttered, thoroughly distracted by where his finger was moving in slow, wet circles around her.

He leaned closer to her, grabbing the back of her hair to tilt her head and whisper in her ear. “Ena, I fucking worship you. You know that, right?”

“Yes, Master,” she said, gasping as he dipped a finger inside her. She was so slick, so ready for him, and he was teasing her mercilessly.

“Good, because for the next little while, I am going to make you take my cock exactly how I want you to, and you will do as I say and let me worship you, won’t you?” he asked darkly.

“Yes, Master,” she repeated, her voice shaking.

“Good girl. Now turn around.”

Ena did as she was told and turned around so her back was facing Ty. Gently, he pushed her down so she was on all fours in front of him, then she felt as he slid her dress and pants down, exposing her ass and pussy to him.

He reached out, caressing her, before giving her a single, swift smack.

The sound of it cracked through the tent, and Ena hoped no one outside had heard, but truly, she couldn’t devote enough brainpower to care. The tiny bite of pain drove her wild, and with Ty’s blood still coursing through her, and the high of their reunion, she didn’t care if the entire camp heard him fuck her until she was a sobbing, boneless mess.

Then she felt the warm head of his cock at her entrance as he glided inside her.

Ena cried out—she couldn’t help it. The feeling of him inside her was pure euphoria. Her pussy was so sensitive, every tiny movement had it clenching, ready to fall over the edge at any second.

“That’s my good girl,” Ty said. She could hear the strain in his voice as he held himself back. “You’re taking me so well, Ena.”

Then he started moving, harder, faster, until the sound of their flesh smacking together filled the tent. Ena cried out, moaned, cursed as he pounded her—filling her in the exact way she needed.

His hands reached out, grabbing her ass firm enough to bruise as he held on, using it as leverage to pull her cunt onto his cock.

Then suddenly, he stopped, pulling out in an instant.

“Fuck, Ena, you are going to make me come so hard,” he said, breathless.

“Don’t stop,” she begged.

Gently, she felt his finger drag through her wetness, sweeping it towards her asshole, presented as it was to him. He’d fingered her there before, and Gaia, it had felt so surprisingly good. But now…just like everywhere else, it felt ten times more sensitive as he brushed it gently.

“Fuck, Ty,” she moaned.

“Do you like that, my dark goddess?” he asked her.

“Yes,” she replied, her arms starting to shake as she held herself up.

“How about this?” he asked, as he slid a finger into her, stretching her.

She moaned in response, every part of her body on fire for him, for the way he made her feel.

“And this?” he asked, slipping a second finger in, moving them quicker, deeper than before.

She couldn’t even respond coherently. Her words came out a jumbled mess of “please,” “like that,” and “more.”