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She positions me at her entrance and I let her take the lead.
She needs this—to feel like she’s in control. How badly I want to show her how quickly I can turn the tables. I could have her on her knees for me, begging me to make her come, but I won’t.
No, right now this is for her, about her, and the lust in her gaze demands my absolute compliance.
My abdomen flexes as she plays with me, soaking my cock in her slick heat as her mouth parts on a pant. She’s still a breath away from my face, from my deadly fangs, and every sound she makes rips through me like a blade.
The sensation only plays on my proclivities. Fate knew what it was doing when it chose this witch for me.
Thiswoman.
“You’re so fucking wet,” I tell her as she continues to torment me.
Based on the tension in the air, she’s waiting for something, but I’m not sure what.
“I’ve… I’ve never done this,” she admits, making me go still. “I mean, I don’t think I’m a virgin. I don’t remember…” She bites her lips as she trails off, her eyes going dark.
A growl rumbles in my throat, but the anger that surges within me is against those who hurt her.
That gives me a new reason to live. “Give me their names,” I demand.
Whether they are alive or not, I’ll fucking find them.
She shivers but continues to stroke herself with my cock. She moves her hips with fluid movements, rolling herself up and down my length. “I don’t know all of their names. Just that they were patriarchs working with Daithi.” She pauses as I grip the back of her neck, and I realize I’m being too hard. I ease my touch and lightly scratch her scalp. “I think… I was intended to be an incentive for those who pleased him.”
I don’t like the sound of that. But now I am doubly glad that I’ve given her full control of our encounter. She needs it. She needs to feel what it’s like to seek her own pleasure, should she want it.
Knowing that I need to give her the full lead, I release her neck and place my hands behind my head. “My only incentive is to pleaseyou, Ishara.”
A soft grin replaces the frown on her lips, making my heart soar. “Call me Issy.”
“Issy,” I say, testing out the name. It’s sweet and perfect for whispering during sex. “Tell me whatyouwant, Issy.”
She bites her lip, the motion so adorable I want to kiss her all over, but I remain still. “I want you inside of me.”
I angle my hips, pressing against her. I’m rewarded with her soft gasp. “How do you want me inside of you? Rough? Gentle? By your movements or mine? Be specific, my lovely mate.”
She seems to appreciate my direction. She peels the rest of her clothes away, leaving her beautiful breasts bare to me as she contemplates her answer. “I want you to stay still and let me explore.”
Oh, my little witchling wants to explore what I have to offer. “As you wish,” I tell her.
It seems a simple enough task, but what she does next tests my resolve. She leans back and spreads her legs, giving me the most gorgeous view I’ve ever seen in my life. “Sit up more,” she instructs, and I obey. “Now hold your cock for me.”
I do as I’m told and I keep myself in place.
Then she slowly, ever so slowly, inches forward, forcing my cock to gradually enter her. A growl rumbles in my throat because I want to thrust inside of her. I want to ravage her and show her all the power I have to offer.
But she wants toexplore, so she stops every few moments as if she’s adjusting to my size. I can’t tell if she’s truly a virgin or not, in the physical sense, but her anticipation tells me this is definitely her first time experiencing anything like this.
That knowledge keeps me in place until she has positioned herself all the way to the hilt. She doesn’t move, but she’s panting as she takes all of me like the good girl she is.
“How does it feel?” I ask her, wanting to hear her words if she’s not going to give me her screams.
Her wild gaze meets mine. “Almost too much,” she pants.
I grin.
“May I touch you?” I ask. “It’ll help.”
