A Queen of Ruin (Deliciously Dark Fairytales 4)

“C’mon baby,” he urged, power flowing around us. “Come around my fingers before I load you up. Squirt for me.”

A naughty little thrill arrested me as I remembered the threesome I’d witnessed. The woman squirted, something I hadn’t known was possible until that moment.

“I don’t know how,” I said as I gyrated against his fingers, the fire of the moment burning me alive gloriously.

“Yes, you do. Keep building. Hold the feeling until you can’t possibly do it anymore. Don’t come until I say you can.”

I whimpered as he kept at it, his other hand now pressed against my mound, creating more pressure, creating a need I couldn’t quite extinguish. His thumb worked me, his fingers pumped, and suddenly the need to come clawed at me.

“Not yet,” he commanded, sensing it, his power stopping me short.

I didn’t fight him. I didn’t push back, wanting the bigger climax he was promising me.

“Yes,” I said through my clenched teeth as his hand slammed against me harder, his fingers working furiously. “Wait, too much—”

“A little more, sweetheart,” he said, leaning far over me.

I cried out with the pent-up need to let go.

“Come, baby. Come for me,” he commanded.

He tore his hands away right before I exploded, pleasure pulsing through me as I gushed all over the bottom of the steps. My mouth dropped open even as I panted, shuddering from my release.

“Hmm, that’s right.” He fell to his knees between my legs and sucked in my clit before licking down my slit, tasting me. Back to my clit, he worked me again, slower this time, draining all my pleasure until I lay in an uncomfortable heap against the steps.

The waves of heat still tore through me, though, an orgasm not enough. The craving still ached.

“Nyfain,” I begged miserably.

“I know, sweetheart.” He stripped out of his clothes quickly, tossing them to the side. His large cock stood out proudly from his deliciously cut body, the tip glistening. “I’ll make it better.”

I licked my lips and sat up, wanting to get at it. He chuckled darkly, changing his position so he was on his knees on the steps, his cock jutting out. I reached for it, wrapping my fingers around it, and then sucked it in deep, loving his growl of approval. My cheeks hollowed as he hit the back of my throat. I backed off and then took him in again, swallowing him down, choking on his cock. I reached down to work my clit as he pumped into my mouth, but it wasn’t doing enough to release the consuming desire that pounded within me. I put two fingers in my pussy, rubbing, trying to calm my desperate need.

Nyfain pulled himself from my mouth, slid onto his back on the steps, and guided me on top of him. He claimed my lips as I fitted my knees onto the steps, reaching between us to roughly grab his cock. He groaned from the treatment as I lined him up and rolled my hips, kissing my opening with his tip.

“Fuck, I want you so badly,” I murmured against his lips, sitting down on top of him.

He swallowed my moan, gripping my hips tightly.

I meant to go slow, to savor this, but as soon as I lifted, I had to crash back down again, eager to be closer to him. Needing more of him. All of him.

I whimpered, riding him hard. I sat down with all my weight, crushing him against the steps before squeezing my pussy around him as I lifted up and then repeated the process. I worked my clit, rolling my hips, not getting the friction I so desperately needed. “Nyfain, please, more.”

He sat up in a rush, pushing me off him and getting us to our feet. He swung me around, bent me over, and slammed himself home. I groaned and fell forward, against the steps again, knees bent, ass in the air. With his hands on my hips, he pulled me back as he pumped forward, pounding into me savagely. He took to me like a wild thing, raw and vicious. His cock branded me with pleasure. His balls slapped off my clit. I dropped my head and squeezed my eyes shut, wanting this. Needing it.

Power curled around us. Our dragons threw it back and forth, feeling each other through the bond. As the power and pleasure built, I bucked against him wildly. He crashed into me, his hipbones bruising, our skin slapping.

I screamed in carnal pleasure as I broke apart at the seams, the heat within me releasing in a huge torrent. Nyfain roared so loudly it shook the foundation as he emptied himself into me. There was so much of it that it ran down my legs—a sensation so sensual, so dirty, it made me come again, and then again somehow. I quaked so badly my teeth chattered!