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“No need for such formalities.” His arms remained folded behind his head, no matter how I rocked against him, rubbing my nymph over his hard body. “Call me by my name.”
“Arrogant jerk.”
“Stubborn, insolent, beautiful woman,” he rasped. “Take your pleasure from me, Ada. A reward for my good little mortal, and how stunning she looks, collared and chained.”
A ripple of anger tensed my muscles as lust and loathing fought within my core. No, this was no reward; this was mockery. A blatant display of his power over me as he watched… and did nothing.
Enosh neither forced nor restrained.
Instead, he agonized my flesh with unwanted hunger, letting its fangs bite so deep into my heated center, lust won—and flesh answered the call of its master. I bucked against him, seeking pleasure while my mind echoed with the fading lifeline of my prayer:only trickery, only… trickery, only—
“Kiss me!”
Already my weight shifted toward him, tongue wetting my lips. His breath tingled over my mouth, the warmth of his proximity seeping deeper, deeper, until—
I pulled back on a mumble, “Only trickery.”
“Only trickery, hmm? What makes you so certain?” Deep and lustful, his groan purred across the skin of my neck as he reached for the bodice of my dress. “How can you tell where your obedience ends and your cravings begin?”
He undid the laces of my bodice, exposing my breasts to his greedy lips. They suckled a nipple into his mouth, tongue teasing the little bud until it grew painfully hard. He did the same with the other, warm hands kneading the flesh, weighing it.
I moaned, relishing the time he took to fondle my breasts, giving them attention they hadn’t known in so, so long. “None of this is real.”
“You feel painfully real to me, little one. Now kiss me.” When I did nothing, he gripped the bone chain near my collar. “Kiss me!”
A hard pull and he hauled my face closer before he slanted his mouth over mine. Confident lips brushed the corner, kissing me with ravenous need before his tongue stroked my lips apart.
The hunger in his kiss, his unforgiving grip on my chain, the absurd tenderness of his hand as he cupped the back of my head… it sparked a need I had no control over.
Fingers trembling with defiance stroked over the arch of his brows, down the slant of his cheekbones, only for my arms to wrap around his neck. I hated myself for it, but that didn’t keep me from rolling my hips each time he thrust upward, working his thick cock deep into me.
He gripped my chin in the vise of his hand and something desperate fleeted over his gray eyes. “Say my name. Mytruename.”
“Enosh…”
He answered with a grunt and guided me along his rock-hard length, filling my sex with pleasure it hadn’t known in years. Oh, the thickness of his flesh, the bliss of how he filled me so completely, the obscenity of all this. It was… was…
“Not real.”
A cloud of feathers puffed up around me.Clank, clank, clankwent teeth and bone as my bodice fell into just as many pieces, skipping down the dais, leaving me naked.
Enosh rose, slipped me off him, and spun me to face the corpses in his throne all in one movement, his snarl predatory. “It’s realer than you’d ever confess to yourself, so let me help you.”
He gave another yank on the chain until my collar pulled against my throat. “Your flesh has been deprived of touch for so long that itblooms beneath my hands. It calls for me, longs for me.”
When a burning sensation spread across an arse still sore, my hands grabbled for hold, finding it on the bone of his throne. “No. No, please… not there.”
“Not there,” he repeated as he slipped lower and thrust into my cunt, seating himself completely before he pulled back, then snapped his hips forward again. “Ah, you’re gripping me so tightly all on your own. You want this. You like this.”
Hard thrusts turned to aggressive pounding as he panted, fucking me so hard that the porous bone I held on to chaffed my palms. My body heated as I arched my back and, Helfa forgive me, I braced against him so I could take him deeper.
“So good. So wet and eager for me, no matter how you snarl.” His next hard push set me aflame. “Yes… say my name. Do it!”
A scream slipped from my lips without permission. “Enosh!”
“Ada,” he groaned in response. “So warm around my cock…” A deep stroke pinned me between glorious hips and the judging stare of two corpses. Ropes of hot seed filled my womb while Enosh’s trembling fingers stroked through my hair. “Mmm… there’s your reward, little one. Feel how I spend my seed inside you. Ah, it’s all yours. Only yours.”
When the height of pleasure ebbed away, nothing remained but bleakness. There was no fighting this; there was neither escaping this pleasure nor the shame that tortured my conscience.
