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I wanted to draw it out more, have her delirious before I even went near her, but her lips part as she shifts on the bed, and I see her hard, rosy clit standing up, begging for attention. I can't resist her any longer, so radiant and so wet and smelling so divine. So I dive in, give her a long, flat, hard lick up her whole length, from her neat little asshole, over her wet entrance, up to her clit and then back down again. She tenses up, her whole body taut as a bow, and then she collapses flat on the bed with a long, low groan.
"You taste even better than I thought you would," I tell her, tracing her slit with my tongue again. "Sunshine nectar, the sweetest thing on Earth."
"Hadria," she whimpers, "I'm so close already, please?—!"
I pinch her clit in between my lips and flick it with my tongue, and she cries out, her hands gripping the sheets so hard I'm amazed they don't tear. Her hips buck, but I hold her in place, licking her like a delectable ice cream cone, sucking and lapping, teasing and devouring until her hips begin to move in time with my tongue, grinding herself against me as I eat her out.
"That's it," I coax her, "let go. Show me how much you want to come."
She's so far gone she can only mewl in response.Idid this to her, I think with satisfaction, looking up at her writhing body. I brought her to this quivering mess and I could have her begging for more if I wanted. So I double my efforts, scraping my teeth gently against her clit before lapping up the fresh spill of arousal that rewards me for my efforts.
"You're so fucking delicious, I could eat you all night long," I tell her, my lips moving against her soaked, swollen sex.
She laughs, a hiccup of a laugh, and I dive back in, sucking her clit deep into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue until her warm thighs are clamped around my head, her body tight and tense. I give one last lashing of that tight little bundle of nerves with my tongue, and it's like I've detonated a bomb in her. Her whole body arches as she cries out, hips bucking off the bed, pushing hard against my face as she shatters, choking out my name.
I don't let up, wanting to draw every last drop of that delicious nectar from her before I'm finally sated. Finally, I ease up, staring up at her flushed, sweat-soaked face. "You taste even better than you look," I tell her as I crawl up her body. "And that's saying something."
She can only look at me, a dazed expression on her face, as I straddle her hips and draw a hand over her slick folds, making her shudder. I lick my fingers with an exaggerated hum of pleasure, making a show of it for her, rolling the taste of her around on my tongue like fine wine. "But you remember what I told you I wanted to do...right?" I swipe my fingers up her wet center once again, and her mouth opens in invitation.
I push my soaked fingers into her mouth and her tongue swirls around, eyelids fluttering shut as she tastes herself. When I pull them back, she gives a protesting squeak, until she realizes that I'm stripping off too, throwing my clothes aside as fast as I can, one hand on her pussy still, keeping her wet and warm and ready for me.
"I want you to come again, Sunshine," I tell her. "I want to ride you while you do, feel that hot little pussy explode under mine."
She moans, and I could come myself just from the desperate way she whimpers my name. I can't tease her any longer; I don't think I'd survive it if I did. I line up my aching cunt over hers and lower myself down onto her, making sure she's got enough pressure right over that swollen pink clit. Her hands grip my hips, nails digging into my skin as our clits catch together, sending sparks of pleasure through me, though she hisses between her teeth.
"You're sensitive," I breathe.
She nods. "Keep going, though," she pants out. "Please. Make it...make it hurt a little..."
"You like a little pain with your pleasure, hm?" I grind down on her, making her let out a small squeal. "Good girl. You can take it, can't you?"
In response, she shoves back up against me, making both of us moan as we grind together, wet and hot. My clit feels hard enough to cut her, and there's that darkness in me again that makes me want to tear her apart just to put her back together again. "That's right," I hiss out. "Show me what you're made of, Sunshine?—"
Her nails dig into my hips, and I increase the pace, grinding harder, faster, reveling in the way her eyes squeeze shut and her mouth falls open in a wordless groan, so that I can't resist sliding my fingers in there again, pressing down her tongue. She sucks and moans, seeking out every atom of her flavor, and I fuck her harder as a reward, my cunt swelling on top of hers as I ride her without mercy, pulling little grunts and squeaks out of her. Her eyes squeeze shut, so I give her a smack on her thigh, just to the edge of painful, making them fly open, dazed and unfocused, but with the same fire I've come to expect from her.
"Look at me while you come," I growl. "I want to watch you fall apart for me." I reach up, take a handful of her hair again, and tug—not as hard as the beast inside me wants to, but hard enough for her to damn well feel it, and that seems to be all she needed; she bites down on my fingers in her mouth unthinkingly, a long whine bursting out of her as she shakes and shudders in release.
And I'm done, too. I ride out my orgasm on top of her, our slick bodies slamming together as I come harder than I've ever comewith anyone else, and when I bite her shoulder to muffle my screams, I can feel the bruise forming against my teeth.
"Hadria," she gasps out as I collapse on top of her, trying to catch my breath. "Oh, Hadria..."
I go rigid against her one last time, as hearing her say my name like that provokes another wave of almost-painful pleasure, radiating out from my clit through my whole body. And then I remember myself and roll off her so she can breathe properly. She turns to me at once, snuggling into my side, and I feel her hot panting against my damp neck. I pull her close, tight and safe, and press my mouth to her forehead in a soft kiss.
Oh, God.
What have I done?
CHAPTER 22
Aurora
The soft glowof the moon settles over the garden as I wander between the flower beds, not long before dusk. The blooms seem to come alive, their exotic aromas and vibrant hues a stark contrast to the darkness. For a brief moment, I can almost pretend I'm back in my childhood garden, a place that offered fleeting escape from the grim realities of my home life.
I kneel beside a flowering vine, its wispy blossoms curled tightly shut, preparing early on for the new day. My fingers brush the velvety petals as I'm flooded with bittersweet nostalgia. How many times as a child did I sneak into our tiny backyard to whisper secret wishes into the soft soil? It was an innocent ritual born of desperation. I believed somehow the earth would hear my pleas and deliver my mother and me from my father's volatile temper.
Those childish wishes never came true. My life only grew darker and more dangerous, culminating in my father callously selling me off to pay his debts. And yet, here I am, plucked from one precarious situation and trapped in another. No longer a naivechild, but a woman—and yet still held captive, this time by the cryptic and commanding Hadria.
And after yesterday, I'm not sure I evenwantto escape anymore.
