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She’s still trying to hide it from me.
I can’t blame her. I’ll never blame her.
But she’s wrong to think I would ever think of her differently because of it.
I prop a knee on the bed and lean over, grabbing her feet. She’s more pliable than I originally expected which makes the base part of me snarl in approval. She lets me push her legs wide apart, her cunt spreading open for me in all its holy fucking glory.
My eyes linger on her open thighs, hypnotized by Lilith herself reclining in front of me and I can’t believe how lucky I am. And how fucking stupid I’ve been not to make her mine the second I saw her from across the bar at Sammies.
The same pang of guilt I’ve been harboring since she was ripped away from me crawls up my throat, but I quickly shake it off before Lenix can notice anything.
I trail a burning path up her body with my eyes, hovering on her rising chest for a few seconds and finally land on her own smoldering gaze. I keep still, a slow curl of my lips displaying the starving hunger I always have for her.
“I like it when you look at me like that,” she says, her tone matching my own hunger.
“Like what?” I say slowly.
“Like you’re obsessed with me.”
My chest squeezes, and a low growl rumbles up my throat. My hand slips up her leg to her thigh, squeezing it, while I fully climb atop the bed, hovering over her. I cup her pussy in my right hand with casual proprietorship and wink with all the arrogance I know she hates to love.
“You’re my wife, darling,” I drawl. Keeping my palm splayed wide against her warm cunt, I slowly push my middle finger into her and watch in absolute adoration as her pupils dilate from my ministrations. “Obsesseddoesn’t even begin to describe what I feel for you.”
I feel her get even wetter around my finger and I move it in a slow winding circle before dragging it back out, using her own arousal to stroke her clit. Leaning over, I catch one of her nipples between my teeth, tugging it softly before letting my tongue lave over it and then sucking it back into my mouth. Her breathy moans are the strongest aphrodisiac, my erection straining against her soft stomach. I’m suddenly fighting against my restraints, needing to sink inside her with such force my vision blackens.
Her hands find my hair, her nails raking against my scalp, and I pepper heated kisses down to her navel, somehow finding the strength to hold myself back. I need her to feel unrestricted by the wound on her skin before going any further.
I move towards it and as expected she tenses.
I hold back my frustration. Not of her but of the situation we find ourselves in, wishing she could focus on how I’m making her feel instead. The thought gives me an idea, and I pull away, jumping off the bed.
“What are you doing?” Her voice sounds slightly impatient, but I don’t look up, too busy rummaging in the pile of discarded clothes at the foot of the bed instead. My hand finally wraps around my tie and as fast as I was off of it, I’m back on the bed making my way up to Lenix’s head.
“What are you doing?” she repeats slowly, now with a lot more suspicion.
“Don’t you trust me?” I tsk.
Her eyes narrow, but still she lets out a quiet laugh and grin.
“I want you to focus on what you’re feeling and not on,” I let out a breath, “Everything else.”
Not saying the wordbrandmight be giving it too much power, but that’s not what matters right now.
I wait, holding the tie taut in both hands until I watch her give me a slight nod. I don’t waste my time tying it around her head, covering her eyes. Resting her back onto the pillows, I find her lips with mine, giving into another time-bending kiss. Her warm wet tongue seeks out mine and the sensation has a direct line to my cock. I let out a low groan, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth and releasing it with a pop before finding my way back to her hips.
I hear her breath hitch, a mixture of nerves and arousal and I swear to fucking God by the time I’m done with her, her chest will only be rising with pleasure.
I turn my focus on the brand. By the look of it, it’s healing well but it’s still scabbed over and looks sore. My fingers ghost over her hip, she flinches and I know it’s not from the pain. I hold in a long exhale, deciding to leave it alone for now and shift my gaze to her open legs.
I kneel in between her thighs and push her even wider open, bending her at the knees with my hands. Leaning down, I drag my tongue from her entrance to her clit and my body hums like I’ve taken a hit of the purest drug. She moans my name in the softest of tones and I know, without a shadow of a doubt, I’ll never hear anything sweeter.
Her clit is swollen, begging to be sucked, and I do just that, while I push two fingers into her pussy. She bucks against my mouth, and I thrust my fingers even deeper. Slowly, I slide them out, then back all the way in while my tongue strokes her clit in a sequence of tight circles and long broad licks.
I pull away but keep my fingers pumping rhythmically, my thumb replacing my mouth. I take a moment to watch her, blindfolded and all fucking mine. Leaning over, I kiss her softly along her clavicle and then up her throat, nipping her earlobe with my teeth.
“You asked me what I see when I look at you like this?” I say, my voice at least an octave lower than usual and I watch as she licks her parted lips, and whimpers out a small yes while she clenches around my fingers. “I seeyou, Lenix.” I graze her lips with mine, kissing her nose, both her cheeks and then between her breasts. “Your body is a marvel, and I have the honor to be the only one who gets to look and enjoy it like this—when it’s warm and flushed and just begging to be fucked.” I add a third finger into her cunt. She gasps, rocking against the heel of my hand like she’s trying to fuck herself on it.
“Don’t stop,” she says breathlessly and I can’t tell if she’s asking me not to stop what I’m saying or what I’m doing so I continue both, whispering every possible thing I love about her while my palm grinds her clit, my fingers dripping from her wet desire.
