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Fire plays in Bax’s eyes as he leans forward again, pushing me back against the scattered tomes as he takes my nipple into his mouth once more.
I grip the books, fingers digging into the spines, painfully aware I’m being defiled on top of records full of sin. Even with that irony, I can’t find the thought to care.
The pleasure is building, climbing. An exquisite torture that only Bax can deliver. His fingers move within me, unrelenting, driving me to the edge but not over it. And then his mouth leaves my nipple, trailing kisses up my neck to my ear.
Hot and wet, he slides the forked tip of his tongue over my ear.
“Tell me what you want, Elara,” he whispers, his voice as dark and tempting as sin itself. He licks my ear, nibbling lightly even as his hand continues its maddening pace, his palm hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves with timed precision.
I bite my lip, holding back the words on the tip of my tongue. He growls, a low, warning sound that sends a shiver down my spine and his fingers slow, almost ceasing their movement. Panic flares within me, the thought of him stopping too unbearable to consider.
“Please,” I gasp, my voice trembling with need. “Don’t stop.”
A wicked grin spreads across Bax’s face, his eyes glowing with triumph. “That’s not what you truly want, is it, Elara?” he teases, his fingers still barely moving.
“Bax…” I moan, the pleasure so intense it’s almost pain. “I need…”
He leans in, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispers, “Say it, Elara.”
With a ragged breath, I finally give in, the words spilling from my lips in a desperate plea. “I need to come, Bax. Please…make me come.”
His triumphant smirk is the last thing I see before he plunges his fingers deep, striking that sweet spot within me that has me seeing stars. The world narrows down to the exquisite pressure of his palm against my clit and the force of his fingers as he drives them deep inside me over and over again.
With a strangled cry, my body tenses, pleasure washing over me in waves. I shatter, my climax a fierce, white-hot explosion of sensation. I become undone, lost in the throes of an ecstasy that leaves me breathless and spent.
Everything’s foggy as I come back down, as if I’d transcended from the bowels of this place and I’m only now returning.
Almost reluctantly, Bax slips his fingers from my greedy cunt.
I watch as he brings them to his lips. One second later, his tongue is sliding out, cleaning my juices from his claws as I watch him with wide eyes.
My heart pounds in my chest, my body still quivering from the intense orgasm. Bax gives me a moment to recover, his eyes never leaving mine as he cleans his fingers, savoring the taste of me. The sight sends another rush of heat coursing through me, so much so that I’m almost feverish.
“Bax,” I murmur. He understands what I’m asking for immediately, the wicked grin returning to his face.
“Impatient, my angel?” he teases, his voice a low growl. “I’ll take care of you, Elara.”
With that, one claw unfastens his fly as the other reaches for me, skimming over my thigh then hips. He leans in, eyes locked with mine, and I gasp as I feel him at my entrance, large and insistent. Anticipation skitters through me. Every slight shift rubs that velvety head against my wet folds, making fresh anticipation rise inside me all over again.
The size of him alone…I don’t think it will fit…
“Elara,” he whispers. His eyes are still locked on mine, a silent question in their depths.
I nod, giving him my consent, and the look that he gives me makes a delicious shiver go right through me. Pure carnal delight. I expect him to push in immediately. Instead, Bax slides his thick rod up through my folds, making a soft moan leave my lips as heat rekindles in my core.
He’s terrifyingly large, tapered at the tip, but that’s not what has my eyes widening, pure anticipation making my inner muscles twitch with need.
There are ridges. Rows of them. Each more pronounced than the last. They drag against my wetness with each of his movements, sending shockwaves of pleasure radiating through me. Every ridge feels like a pledge of the bliss waiting on the other side, tantalizing glimpses of the ecstasy they might stir inside me.
I try to look down, but he leans in even more, one claw moving to my neck.
His grip is tight enough to hold me there without pain and I stare up at him, this demon who has me under his power, knowing that he’s in control here, and I’m willingly giving it to him.
Slowly, agonizingly so, he begins to push inside me. My eyes roll back. The sensation is overwhelming, a stretch that’s almost too much. His eyes never leave mine as he takes me, inch by inch, my pussy stretching to accommodate him, sucking in every ridge and node until he’s fully seated within me.
I gasp, a mix of pleasure and pain whirling inside me. “Bax,” I moan, my nails digging into tomes at my side. He doesn’t move, allowing me to adjust to him, his clawed hand still holding me down by the neck.
Then, with a mischievous glint in his eyes, he pulls back and thrusts into me. I cry out, the sensation intense. His pace is slow, deliberate, each thrust calculated to drive me to the edge but not over it.
