Page 5 of Moth & Flame
With the flat of my tongue, eyes locked on his silhouette, I drag a thick stripe along the dildo’s length.
Fuck me, this silicone is dry.
I remedy that by welcoming it into mouth, pushing it as far back into my throat as possible, bobbing a few times to trigger my gag reflex. Tears leak from my eyes, and when I swiftly withdraw lest I vomit, there’s a nice long, thick string of saliva connecting me to it. With a hungry hum, I stroke it over the length of it before I return it to my throat to repeat the action so I can press wet, sloppy kisses up and down the length as my closed palm works the crown to demonstrate to Draven my need to worship him.
The pounding pulse in my pussy seems to reach a crescendo, and I can’t resist the demand any longer. Finally, I stand and turn, bending at the waist to position my pussy right in front of the dildo, still dutifully protruding from the window. I push my hips back, hands on my knees, forcing the crown to part my aching flesh and swallow the head of Draven’s replicated cock inside me. It provides a formidable stretch that punches the air from my lungs.
With steady, short thrusts, I work the thick shaft inside me until I reach the knot at it’s base and I realize there’s no fucking way I’m going to get that to fit.
Draven will just have to do that himself.
Slipping one hand between my thighs, I create a steady rhythm, driving my hips back to stroke my spasming core along the length.
Through the window, I hear the distinct sound of Draven’s grunt, and flick a glance over my shoulder to see his silhouette drawing closer. It’s too dark to see for certain, but my mind procures the image of his fist pumping his cock. I imagine he’s visualizing the same thing I am: burying himself inside me as he fills me with thick ropes of his cum to claim me as his.
Soon, my love, soon.
DRAVEN
Never in my life has my willpower been tested so thoroughly. It took everything within me not to pull Hella off the imitation cock and split her in fucking two with my own. I am filled with both satisfaction and the burning desire to bend her over my knee, smack her luscious ass until it’s bright red and tender, and teach her a lesson for teasing me like this.
I painted her window with my seed, and rage blossomed in my chest at the fact that I had towillit away out of fear of her having to face her fiancé’s wrath if he ever showed up to notice it.
Naughty fucking girl.
And tomorrow night, when she shows up for her appointment with me, so help meAkash,I’m going to convince her to leave him.
After I give her a thorough spanking.
HELLA
THE NEXT MORNING
“You fucking cunt. How dare you try to deny Payne’s offer.” My eyes close on a discrete sigh as the soul-crushing weight of Alister’s presence settles upon my shoulders, and my chest. I’d slept so fucking peacefully knowing Draven was nearby, and Alister was out busying himself with his mistresses. I don’t even offer him a glance, and merely continue to sift through our cryo-vault for my favorite blood before I head to my office.When I don’t respond, Alister appears behind me, fisting the collar of my silk shirt.
“Unhand me at once, or I shall liberate you of the vile appendage.”
Alister replies by burying his face in my neck and inhaling deeply before sheathing his fangs in my flesh. His bite is deliberately vicious. If I attempted to force him off me, I’d tear my own throat out in the process.“I fucking hate you.”
Alister hums his pleasure against my throat in response. A moment later, the venom seeps in, eliminating the pain and causing arousal to burst through me like fucking dynamite. Alister yanks my skirt up, and under the force of the venom, I only manage a feeble struggle that ends the moment his cock slides inside me and the swift build of my climax begins.
Draven, Draven, Draven.His name is a mantra in my mind.
Alister’s fangs release me as he shoves me onto the white marble countertop. The blood from the ungracious wound trickles onto it, painting it red as he bends me over, and his thrusts turn sadistic.
No matter the cost, I will soon be free of you.
My eyes clench shut, and I visualize it’s Draven’s powerful form behind me. Gradually, my body relaxes, and another orgasm rises within me. A tremulous smile lifts my face, and the hatred tainting me bleeds away. A soft moan of pleasure escapes me as the vision of Draven becomes clearer. It’s a balm to my soul until Alister fists my hair, pressing my face hard against the marble counter as he goes rigid behind me, filling me with his cum, and leaving my heart and soul more hollow than ever.
Alister slides out of me, tucking himself back into his trousers.
“Leif gave me the courtesy of notifying me of your betrayal. Youknowhow I would feel if this deal fell through. Thankfully, the entire board outvoted you, and Lord Payne was remarkably forgiving and happy to proceed.”
Seething, I tug my dress back into place. “I have spent my entire career trying to right the wrongs of Blackspire Blood Vaults, and ever since you?—”
Alister throws his head back with a sardonic laugh. “Since I what, Hella? Since I saved your family’s company, their entire legacy, from bankruptcy because of your misguided idealism? Your family would havenothingwithout me and my family.”
Tears of righteous anger burn my cheeks as my hands tremble with the desire to tear Alister’s head from his body. “Words cannot describe the depths of the hatred I have for you.”
