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Chapter 7

Ravena

“So how do you think this fireplace works?” I say, staring at the same log that’s been burning for the past thirty hours or so. Neither of us has thrown a log in, so I don’t know what’s happening. It’s starting to break my brain. “Magic?”

“It’s best not to obsess over the ways of the forest nymphs,” Tharion says, eating a bowl of grapes. “They’re very mysterious.”

“I’m not obsessing,” I say, even though I’ve definitely been obsessing about it a little bit. Between all of our rigorous lovemaking, this fire keeps burning and burning. “I’m just curious. Like is the wood magic or is the fire even real? And why is it not too hot? It’s like the perfect temperature and isn’t it weird how…”

Tharion pops a grape into his sexy mouth and watches me as I feel my cheeks getting red.

“Isn’t what weird?”

I swallow hard. “Have you ever noticed… how the fire gets bigger whenever we… climax?”

That dark eyebrow rises. “What?”

I shake my head, embarrassed. “Never mind.”

“No,” he says, leaning forward. “It does what?”

“I don’t know,” I say sheepishly. “The fire seems to roar like someone threw a bottle of lamp oil onto it whenever we… you know?”

“Make each other cum?”

“Yes,” I say with a giggle. “Exactly.”

“I didn’t notice,” he says, rubbing his big chin. “I’m always too captivated by your ravishing body writhing in the throes of ecstasy to look away.”

“Oh,” I say with another little giggle. “Thank you.”

He stands up and I gulp when I see his towering erection, thick, tall, and ready to go.

“We must test out your theory at once.”

I swallow hard as heat begins rushing between my legs. “Well… If you insist...”

He sits on the chair and I straddle his big body, gripping his shoulders as I ride his big, beautiful dick. It feels so good inside. I moan and cry out as he fills my pussy while gripping my ass and licking my bouncing breasts.

He’s unreal.

Forget the fire, this dick is magical.

His powerful hands tighten on my ass as I rub my clit on his hard pelvis.

“I love your cock,” I moan as I feel him stretching me out. “You like stuffing it in my pussy?”

His head drops back. He looks at me through half-closed eyes. “I fucking love it,” he growls. “I can’t get enough.”

I grin as I start riding him again, sliding my pussy up and down his thick shaft while he stares at my tits. He’s watching me with such fierce, desperate lust like he can’t get enough of the view I’m providing.

His fierce desire is such a turn-on. I love how he looks at me like he’s about to devour me whole. Like he can’t get enough. Like I’m the most beautiful woman in the world.

I moan as he starts thrusting his hips up as I come down, plunging himself deep into me.

Oohhh gods…

I’m going to cum…