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I lie beside Alienor, my hands curling into fists.
“Fuck,” she says with a moan that makes the fine hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
“Please.” Alienor’s breath becomes ragged. Urgent. Desperate. “I need you.”
“Use me,” I say from between clenched teeth. “Take what you need from my body and show no restraint.”
Alienor curls her hands around my biceps and bucks her hips, her blunt nails gaining purchase into my flesh.
Bloody hell.
She is riding my thigh like it’s an out-of-control stallion.
I lie on the bed as still as death, not daring to move in case she awakens. Alienor breathes hard, her sweet musk filling my nostrils.
Even if I wanted to stop this, I couldn’t. Not with her body pressed so closely against mine that my entire side sizzles with the heat of her arousal. Not with my ears filled with her pants and cries and moans.
She moves back and forth, pressing her weight against my most sensitive wing bone. It’s the one that connects straight to my spine that I usually keep tucked to my side. Tingles travel up and down my back, sending a surge of urgency to my balls.
Alienor tightens her fingers around my nipple, making my breath catch. As she pulls on it with a pressure that borders on pain, I hiss through my teeth.
There’s only so much a man can take before his resolve breaks.
The hand gripping the base of my cock makes gentle strokes up and down the shaft. Now that I’m fully in the presence of the woman who can negate my chastity curse, I can pleasure myself without discomfort.
Alienor is so wet that I feel every petal of her sex as she writhes against my thigh. Her sweet pearl presses into my flesh, seeming to swell to twice its normal size.
“More,” she says, her voice an urgent plea. “I need more.”
“Don’t stop,” I growl, wishing the magic would allow me to touch her. “If only I could turn you on your back, I would feast upon your little cunt like a banquet.”
The sound she makes is needy.
“Would you like that?” I ask.
She answers my question with a breathy moan.
“I would suck on your little pearl until you squirted my face with sweet nectar.”
Her soft cries go straight to my cock. Precum drizzles down my shaft and lubricates my hand. There’s so much of it that a tiny pool of moisture forms on my leathery skin.
I quicken my strokes, timing them with her urgent thrusts.
“Alienor,” I say, my voice beguiling and deep. “Answer my question.”
“Oh, fuck,” she replies.
“You want my tongue?”
“I’d like to ride your face,” she replies.
My jaw drops, and sensation rushes to all four of my cockheads. My sweet Alienor is a dirty little angel. A dirty little angel I long to besmirch.
“I would give you more pleasure than you can handle in one lifetime, but you need to take off that locket,”
The fingers torturing my nipple draw back, making my stomach lurch. But as she pulls her hand toward the locket, my breath catches.
“That’s it,” I growl. “Take it off.”
