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“Zyla may hate me for ruining this dress,” he says, tracing the neckline of the pretty fabric, but all I can focus on is that he said another woman’s name.
“Don’t say her name,” I manage through gritted teeth. I’ve never considered myself a particularly jealous person, but with him between my legs and the bond rippling with irritation, I can’t help it.
“She’s nothing,” he says, placing his hands on either side of my head, looming over me. His face is full of want and I reach up to stroke his cheek. He turns into the touch. “This,” he says, slamming his hips against mine. I gasp. Even through the fabric, his cock is divine. “Is all for you. I’ve never been so fucking hard, Daisy.”
“That’s probably because of the bond,” I tell him with a little grin.
“Maybe in part, but I can’t stop thinking about the first time your body tried to take me. I can’t stop thinking about the way you grabbed my tusks.”
I move my hand to his left tusk, caressing the smooth ivory before wrapping my fingers around it and using the leverage to bring his face toward mine. He has no choice but to lean in. His eyes flash and pleasure strokes down the bond.
“Orcus?” I brush my lips over his.
“Yeah?”
“I’m going to need you to take your clothes off.”
His chuckle washes over my face. I stroke the bond how I imagine I’d stroke his cock, and he stops laughing.
Tightening my grip on his tusk, I kiss him again before growling, “Now.”
He claims my lips again, stealing my breath before pulling back. “You’ll have to let me go first.”
Oh. Right. I release his tusk, and he hops off the bed, roughly yanking off his clothes. I sit and reach for the end of the dress but he swats my hand away.
“Hey!”
“I want to be the one to tear this off you.” He glares at the dress like it personally offended him.
“What are you waiting for?” I ask.
His eyes lift to meet mine, the navy irises are almost non-existent now as need takes over. He grabs either end of the dress and rips it. It tears all the way to my apex.
“Fuck,” he groans at the sight of my bare pussy.
This dress deserves better than dirty underwear. I’m about to demand he finish what he started, but he runs one thick finger through my slit, and I promptly shut my mouth.
“So wet for me already?”
“Don’t sound so cocky about it,” I grouse.
He slips his finger inside of me, and I hum in approval, welcoming the intrusion. Finding my clit with his thumb, he draws a lazy circle over the bundle of nerves, and my back arches off the mattress. Every touch is electric.
“So. Tight. Can you take another?”
“Yes,” I rasp.
“Look at me.”
I do as I’m told. He holds my gaze as he adds a second finger. I breathe through the stretch as my body works to accommodate both. It’s not terrible, and I’m dying to know what it would feel like to have his cock inside of me. That desperation must seep through the bond because he shakes his head.
“You still need to be stretched before you can take me.”
“But what about your seed filling my belly?” I pout. Am I really whining?Yes. Yes, I am.
“There are other ways I can fill you with my seed, little flower, but first, I want to taste you.” Without further preamble, his mouth seizes my cunt, smooth tusks nestling under my thighs. His tongue slips up my center. With lazy licks, it coils around my clit a few times, and then flattens as he licks me from center to clit.
“Yes,” I say on a gasp, teasing my fingers through his hair.
