Page 9 of Moth & Flame
“Thank you for last night, love, but I have to admit. I’m not entirely sure whether I want to punish you or reward you.”
My heart stutters and pussy clenches at the memory as a grin glides across my face. It’s the first time we’re acknowledging the fact that he’s been following me home every night, and it pushes us closer towards the last remaining boundaries between us that I so desperately want to demolish.
“Both?”
He draws back to hold my gaze. My eyes devour every hard plane and sharp angle of his face, the impervious, brutal strength and power his combat-honed body exudes. If he’d been hewn from marble, you’d think his creator had sought to wreak vengeance with each strike of the mallet. Yet the tenderness he consistently shows me—that crosses every line of professionalism—is enough to make me a puddle.
“So fucking perfect.”
The words are murmured as if he’s saying them more to himself than to me. This male is the sum total of every single one of my fantasies, and so help me,Akash,I’m going to make him mine.
DRAVEN
Ican’t take it anymore. After this evening’s session with Hella, I’m going to ask her to leave her fiancé, whoever he is—she hasn’t told me anything about him despite my veryunprofessionalprying—but I vow to slaughter him all the same.
Whoever he is, it’s clear from the faint but jagged scars decorating Hella’s throat that the way he feeds from her isn’t done to give pleasure but to harm. When I’m finally able to coax his name from her lips, a violent demise shall be met upon him.
I can no longer deny who she is to me, and I know that she feels it too. I can fucking hear it in the pounding rhythm of her heart, singing its syren song to the beast in me.
Dressed in nothing more than the matte black silk robe I’ve provided, she’s lying face down on the cushioned black leather kink table. Gradually peeling back the fabric of the robe, I reveal her thick, luscious ass that instantly summons my cock to grow thick and heavy with need.
Slicked with oil, I glide firm hands over the length of her back, gradually feeding some of my shadows to assist in kneading and teasing her body to new heights even as the tension inside me continues to wind tighter.
When Hella first became a Moth & Flame member, I’d worn sterile gloves, but as this intangible thing between us grew and strengthened, we forsook numerous professional boundaries to the point where only a few remain: I still haven’t told her my name, I haven’t given her my cock, and I haven’t kissed her.
Yet.
All three I have every intention of remedying this evening.
My palm comes down in three quick, firm slaps to one of the thick globes of her ass causing the flesh to reverberate in a way that makes me fucking salivate. Hella’s nails dig into the table as she gives a wanton cry that makes my cock twitch with satisfaction.
“You know how much I fucking miss you when you’re not here with me, Hella? And then you pulled that shit last night. Such a fucking cock tease, aren’t you, princess?”
She doesn’t answer. Merely wiggles her hips, arching her back as if to offer me her ass. I dole out the same punishment to her other cheeks to then admire the bright red prints of my hands on her ass that draw out my growl of pleasure.
“Answer me, Hella. Are you daddy’s little cock tease? Trying to turn him into a rabid fucking animal.”
She finally gives me a whimpered,“Yes, daddy,”as her hips give another wiggle.
“Give me this fucking cunt.”My words come out little more than a growl as I yank her hips off the table and position her on her knees.
The action reveals her tight, puckered hole to me as the glistening pink folds of her pussy part, and I can’t resist the urge to spankhertoo. She yelps, ass jiggling and core clenching.
“Why, Hella? Tell me why you had a replica made of my shadow’s cock, and maybe I’ll reward you.”
She hesitates only for a breath. “Because I want you. I want you to claim me. I want you toownme.”
My heart nearly bursts with emotion as my cockweepswith joy.
At the first graze of my fingers teasing her slit, her back arches to steal more contact. She’s rewarded with another smack to one of the plump globes of her ass.
“Yeah, baby? That’s what you want? You want daddy to protect you and take care of you? Claim you as mine?”
“Yes, daddy, please. I need you.”
As much as I want to lay it all out on the table here and now, I also don’t want lust clouding her judgment. I want her to be thoroughly sated so she can make a clear-headed decision.
With a growl of satisfaction, I send a thick tendril of shadow to lick her entrance. “You do love to be such a good girl for me, don’t you?”
