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A spike of nervous excitement buzzed through me but I rolled over.
He sat back down beside me, legs tucked under him.
"One advantage to Winter Court magic is the ability to prevent people from burning badly."
In the centre of my back, a patch of cold grew. He held the candle over it and waited.
The wax dripped from the candle onto my skin. One careful drop at a time. Where it landed warmed my skin again, almost to the point of pain.
"Do you like that?" he whispered.
"Yes, I do," I whispered back. It felt fucking amazing. "You can make it hurt a little more if you want to."
"That's my omega," he said approvingly.
Once again, he made a patch of my skin cold, but not as cold as the first time. The hot wax made a pleasant sting against my bare skin. Each drop sent a surge of heat to my centre.
I hummed with pleasure. "Hotter than that. Please."
"Good girl," he said. "Needy and polite. I can give you everything you need. Even if you don't ask nicely." He chuckled.
He held the candle over my shoulders and let the wax drip without cooling my skin first. Each drip was an exquisite point of pain that lasted only a moment. I knew he must have been cooling the wax so it didn't burn me, but left it hot long enough to feel incredible.
I moaned. "I had no idea that could feel so good."
He moved down and grabbed the top of my pants with one hand. He pulled them down just enough to expose my ass.
"Let's see how you like it here."
The first couple of drops were almost enough to make me come on the spot. The wax wasn't the only thing dripping at this point. My pussy was too.
"Oh my gods," I breathed. I'd never felt a sensation like this before. Exquisite pain while at the same time, the absolute knowledge he wouldn't let me come to harm. My trust in him wasn't misplaced.
He let a few more drops land on my ass, then rose and put the candle back on the table.
Before he sat back down, he pulled my pants off the rest of the way. He dropped them aside, then parted my thighs with his hands. He kissed his way around my ass, and down the inside of one thigh and up the inside of the other. He teased around my rear hole with his tongue, before finding my clit and licking with firm strokes.
I shivered under his touch. Wanted more and more.
I felt his need match mine. Knew his cock was hard and aching. He'd make sure my needs were met before he even thought about his. Through the bond, I knew all of that and more.
"You taste delicious," he told me. He pulled his face back, rolled me over and bent my knees to open me out to him. "All the better to feast."
He lowered his head back down to me and put all his attention onto my clit.
I bucked lightly, slowly against his mouth before I came, pleasure was washing over me in a warm wave that included his response to my orgasm. He was more turned on than before.
I floated back down to earth, but he didn't stop licking and teasing my clit, his hands on my thighs to keep my legs open.
His eyes on mine, he watched as my desire rose again. My second orgasm was deeper and more intense than the first.
I flopped down against the mattress.
He lifted his face long enough to say, "I'm not finished yet." He went back to licking and sucking, his teeth grazing my clit, tongue sliding inside my pussy.
I thought I was done until he worked me up to a third orgasm. This one made me arch my back and shout his name to the ceiling.
He still didn't stop.
