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A third finger slams deep into me as he sucks on my clit, and the pressure sends me right over the edge. A scream bursts from my throat as I grind against his face, chasing an orgasm that I’ve never felt before.
It sweeps over me violently, stealing my sight and breath. Pleasure engulfs me, and I struggle to hold on to consciousness as it bursts through my limbs.
It’s only when I start to come back down that I realize what I’ve just done. I should regret it, I know.
But I can’t.
11
LUOCRE
TWELVE.
“This is infuriating.”
Neveah walks through the gardens of the Ilnais estate as she heads to the kitchens. She has a basket of vegetables in her hand, and she wears a dowdy dress that is too small for her.
It stretches across her breasts, the fabric rippling, the buttons buckling.
The dress is supposed to be demure. It is the dress that every servant on the Ilnais estate wears.
But on Neveah, it makes her look like a slut.
My slut. My whore.
My cock stirs at the sight of her, the thought of her. The thought that she is, in fact, my slut.
I can’t stop watching her.
I have laid claim to her, and I like to keep an eye on what is mine.
But it is infuriating, this need I have to watch her all the time. It is infuriating, this need I have to look at her, to trace the lines of her face and body, this need to inhale her scent.
I have always been in control of myself. It has been more than control, in fact. I have twisted and contorted myself into a tool, a weapon, to be used by the highest bidder.
I can remember the day I became what I am. It was a day when I let go of all morality, when I let go of all unnecessary emotion.
Now, I have given into a life of hedonistic pleasures and murder.
And I am not sorry for it.
But Neveah. Neveah isn’t part of my world of careful control that exists on the edge of a knife’s tip.
No. She is more than that. She is bright, so bright that it hurts, like the sunlight that shone the day I arrived back home.
Twelve days ago.
It has been twelve days since I first saw Neveah. Twelve days since I first salivated for her.
Twelve days since she first intrigued me in a way that no other woman, human or dark elf, ever has.
Twelve days since I started thinking about her compulsively. Twelve days since I fixated on her, dangerously so.
Go up to her. Pull her away from her duties and fuck her into oblivion. Fuck her senseless and never let her go.
Take her to your apartment and lock her up in there.
Keep her all to yourself.
