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Chapter 5- Fire and needs
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Brushing his nose against her slit, he inhaled her sweet scent of arousal. "You're intoxicating, a special brand of drug made only for me." His tongue slipped out of his mouth as he took one long lick before he gently thrust a finger into her sweet hole. Pearl took in a sharp breath. "You're so tight, little one. It's going to hurt when I shove my rod into you. But you'll take every inch.""Yes, oh, goddess..." she moaned again.
Ethan licked at her core slowly. Her hips rose and fell, letting her know he owned all her passion, that tonight he controlled her. She was the instrument he had chosen, and she was going to play her like a master. "Good girl. Show me how badly you want me buried in you, little one." He chuckled into her cunt as he continued lapping at her, making sure his tongue paid attention to her sensitive clit. "Dirty talk makes you so wet. Such a dirty alchemist kind of girl. I can almost feel your power, little one. I can feel your ice… I can feel your magic."
"Yes..." she moaned again, knowing full well that this could be the way out of this realm or the way out to ignore her calling. After all, it had been a secret that she had the four elements of magic. It was her secret that no one else knew, not even the king or the queen. She was the oddity among the rest. She was one of her kind. She was the black sheep, and right now she wanted nothing but to take this lycan power and be done with it.
Ethan lifted her off and he unbuckled his pants, leaving his shirt on, not prepared to show her what was underneath. "Oh, I plan to make you mine, little one. I'm gonna make a good girl dirty."She smirked. If he only knew that he was doing her a favor, but she moaned nonetheless.His shaft jerked free as he lined up with her sweet wet entrance. Her eyes went wide before she winced as he rammed himself deep into her warmth, breaking the barrier in one thrust. Nothing sweet about it, nothing romantic. He felt like an asshole until he glanced down and saw the pleasure flickering in her dark eyes and the way she nipped at her bottom lip. Groaning magical spell of nothingness, telling him to go wild. His wolf howled in delight. The pull of the mating bond was undeniable. This woman was his."Told you, I don't do gentle," he grunted. "I don't care that you're a virgin. I'm gonna fuck you raw, and you're gonna beg for me."Her arms and legs wrapped around him, pulling him in further, welcoming the intrusion. Asking for more. She clawed her way under his shirt, and he let her. The sharp scrapes of her nails against his back, breaking the skin. Maybe it was her way of getting revenge. His shaft twitched in her hot haven."Yes, little one, let me feel your pain, let me feel your magic, let me feel your power." Her teeth clamped on to him and punctured his skin, encouraging him to keep going. Ethan thrust mercilessly into her, desperate for his release. A wild animal unleashed with no way of being contained. His hand dropped to her clit, and she whimpered on his shoulder. "You like being my woman?""Yes. More... please!" She begged, desperate for more.
"You're being such a good girl, taking me all in. Your sweet little cunt is so tight, baby. Do you feel you're worth something now that you have my big trunk stuffed in your tight little folds?"
"Yes," she screamed.
His hands gripped on to her ass as his fingers dug into the ample flesh before he latched on to her nipple and bit.
"Blood, yes."
He licked at her nipple. "Hell could never make you feel this good. You're fuckin' the devil."
Her teeth dug into his shoulder. She broke skin and then lapped at the spot, tasting his blood and desire. He felt something in him that made him shiver. It was like she was doing something in his blood like she was owning him. Taking something so important that even his wolf wanted to protest, but he was lost, lost to his warmth and her moan.
Her body arched, drinking his blood from her little bite, moving them both off the bed as if she was a demon possessed. Arms start dropping, losing control. She panted into him, her hips rising in the air, her moans needy and wanton. She wrapped her legs tightly around him, taking his magic with her without him knowing... taking everything. She pushed her feet up against his ass, trying to force him to go deeper until she screamed her orgasm so loudly that she was grateful for the soundproof room in the pub.Slowing his pace, he felt something missing in him. Something was gone, but he was lost to her kisses. He glanced down at her and did something that shocked him for the second time that night. He kissed her.She tasted just as sweet the second time. She tasted different, more powerful, and something else he couldn't put a finger on. He got more and more addicted to the taste of her lips. "I'm going to pull out now. You've been a very good girl. I'm proud of how well you took me. I'm going to reward you.""Please," the woman smirked, her dark mask revealing her smile.
Pulling out slowly, his gaze locked on her as his hand pumped his slick shaft that was coated in her juices. He crawled up on the bed, getting harder as he watched her eyes go wide. Fear flickered in her irises. Her mask may hide half her face, but it couldn't hide how expressive those irises are. "Shh, little one, take all of me," he whispered. "I'm not going to hurt you, sweetheart. I'm going to mark you. I'm going to sully your pretty little face with my juice, so when you leave this room, every fucker in this place and beyond will know you're mine. That I own you."
His shaft's aimed at her face, her hair fisted tightly in his hands. He yanked her head back and pumped his rod a few times before a desperate groan escaped his lips. Ropes of magical juices cascade onto her pretty face. "Now you don't look like a sweet little girl anymore, but my personal pretty little whore."Ethan didn't see the raw, magical power that caressed him, as if suffocating him, but he was lost, lost to the passion and lull the woman had in him.He bent down instead, kissing the top of her head. "You did good, baby. I'm very proud of you." Shifting, he lay down beside her and pulled her into his arms before covering them with the blanket. She sighed into his chest as I kissed the top of her head. "You alright?""Yes. Perfect, actually," she murmured as she nestled into his arms, and then they drifted off to sleep.
When he woke up, he was in the room alone; the woman was gone, and he felt an ache started in his chest that he hadn't felt in over a decade. His magical fire was gone. His power weakened and diminished as if he had been rubbed from within. He was now weak, so weak and so alone. His heart ached.
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