Page 64 of Cursed Shadows


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Fuck.

Pouting at his accurate assessment, I’m not ready for the move when he grabs the back of my thighs and effortlessly lifts me into the air. My arms tighten around his neck, and my legs around his waist, as he runs his nose along mine. His hands find their way to the globes of my ass and the way he palms them has me clenching even tighter around him.

“You’re not wrong,” I breathe, and he smirks.

“How do you want this, Little Bird? Fast and to the point to give you exactly what you want, or do you want to walkout of here looking well and truly fucked?” I nibble at my lip. The latter sounds the most appealing, but we’re supposed to be here for a reason and I’m disrupting it all with my needy pussy. “Nevermind, I’ll make the decision for myself,” he rasps, ghosting his lips over mine before he strides across the room.

My back stiffens, bracing to feel the cool stone of the tomb beneath me, but to my surprise, the chill doesn’t come. Instead, I’m hoisted higher in the air, my grip on him completely gone as my thighs hit his shoulders and my back connects with the wall.

“Fuck.” I gasp at the exact moment he nips at my pussy through my panties, and it turns into a drawn-out moan.

I scramble to brace myself against the wall, but there’s nothing to hold on to, leaving me completely at his mercy. Until I remember that he told me to use my magic to hold me against the wall the other day. Settling my magic in my chest, I feel much steadier just in time for him to make my panties disappear.

The next lap of his tongue melds between my folds and I groan. The stone wall is rough beneath my palm, so I reach for his hair instead, which makes him hum hungrily against my clit.

“You’re going to come on my tongue, Raven. Then I’ll fuck you,” he murmurs against my sensitive skin.

I nod, even though he’s not looking at me, and his lips find my pussy once again as I cry out from the flicker of heat dancing over him.

He’s using his magic.

Fuck.

Heat ripples from him to me, mixing with the desire already warming my body, and I feel like I’m going to combust.

Swipe after swipe of his tongue, pleasure claims me, and when his fingers plunge into my core for the first time, warmth dancing over the tips, I come apart. Wave after wave of my climax crashes into me. I cling to it, my moans getting higher and higher as I grow breathless, and Eldon doesn’t stop until myhold on his hair softens and I release my magic to slump back against the wall.

All too quickly, he’s lowering me to my feet. I clutch his shoulders for stability and he smirks down at me, his chin glistening with the evidence of my release. Reaching up on my tiptoes, I swipe my tongue along his bottom lip, tasting myself.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” he grunts, pulling me close so we’re chest to chest before claiming my mouth. He takes charge, delving his tongue between my parted lips, and no matter how much I try to fight for dominance, he wins.

Succumbing to his touch, he inches backward and I willingly follow while we remain attached at the lips. I know we’re near the tomb now, and his desire to bend me over it is close to being fulfilled, but there’s something I want to do first. Something I was denied the other day.

I push off his chest, tearing our lips apart, and his dark gaze narrows. But it doesn’t last long as I drop to the floor, the harshness of the ground biting into my knees. I relish in it.

“I want you on my tongue.”

His tongue sweeps out over his bottom lip as he stares down at me. “You want to taste me, Little Bird?” he murmurs, and I nod, reaching for the zipper of his jeans. I know they can be magically and effortlessly removed, but there’s something about the urgency of needing each other that there’s no time to remove clothes that has me wound tight.

Unbuttoning his jeans, the sound of his zipper echoes around us, and I smile excitedly as his cock springs free. There’s no building up to this, no slow start. I want him, and I want him now.

I wrap my lips around his length, sucking him to the back of my throat in one swift move.

“Holy fuck, Raven. Just like that,” he gasps, his fingers lacing in my hair. His hold tightens when I repeat the move, and with every swipe of my mouth, his panting grows louder.

Trying my best to relax my throat, I take him deeper and deeper until gagging is unavoidable, but he likes that just as much. I look at him through my lashes and find his jaw hanging loose as he gapes at me. His hold on my hair tightens as he steadies me, flexing his hips instead, and I gag around his length again.

“Fuck, Little Bird. I shouldn’t like that,” he rasps, retreating slowly before slamming to the back of my throat and making it close around his cock. “I really shouldn’t,” he repeats, slipping from my lips.

“Don’t stop until my mascara is running down my face,” I murmur hoarsely, clinging to his denim-clad thighs eagerly, and his eyes widen as he stares at me in wonder for a moment.

He doesn’t ask me if I’m sure, he doesn’t doubt my choice, he does nothing but exactly what I ask. With his cock resting between my lips again, he fucks my mouth vigorously, making my thighs slick with my own pleasure as he takes and takes. Again and again, I gag around his length, and I watch as his eyes roll to the back of his head at the same time as tears track down my face.

All at once he’s gone. He goes as far as to take a step back from me as he braces his hands on his knees, heaving every breath as he looks at me through half-mast lids.

“Raven. Fuck, I swear to the heavens, I want that pussy out for me right now. Tempting me with that fucking mouth of yours. I almost sprayed down your throat so many times, but I want to paint your insides with my cum. Make it happen, Little Bird.”

I gape at him in surprise for the briefest moment before I kick into action. Pushing to my feet, I gather my dress aroundmy waist as I climb up onto the tomb, lying with the full length of the stone beneath me.

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