Page 22 of Ruin My Kiss


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Because Mikkel can do things with his mouth that are crazy good, as he licks my breast slow like a cat, then takes my nipple into his mouth again. As he sucks me deep once more, he suddenly releases one of my hands.

With his free hand, he teases and rolls my free nipple, as he works the other one with his mouth, holding me with coils alone now. He’s got me moaning along with bucking, as I move beneath him in waves to his delicious torment.

Because we’ve found our rhythm and we’re not stopping; as he moves back up to my mouth, he kisses me in the same slow, intense way he was sucking my breasts, as one hand continues to work my other nipple.

He’s riding me now as he does it, as he pushes me with his coils, mind,and body; with each languid, intensely blistering thrust, I feel the head of him catch upon my clit.

I’m gasping; I’m moaning. I’m begging,please,now, for him to let us get rid of all these clothes before I spontaneously orgasm from everything he’s doing.

But Mikkel has a different idea of what our sex will be like, right now. With a wicked smile and one masterful heave of his mind-magic, flooding in through our bond and zapping straight to my groin, he has me.

Doing his bidding in a way we’ve never done before.

Come for me, Rikyava.Mikkel commands me throughout my body and mind as he sears his thousand-megawatts of energy right through my sex. I do come; I come so hard suddenly, from Mikkel’s wicked teasing, perfectly timed with that one towering wave of energy zapped right to my tenderest parts.

I scream as I clench up into a little ball, like someone just blasted me with the best vibrator ever. Mikkel grins diabolically at my lips as he continues his slow kissing, rolling my nipple in his fingers as he keeps my other hand pinned above my head with his hand and Bloodropes.

He does it again, thrusting that energy deep inside me again, searing a blazing hot line of black and copper fire right to my sex, commanding me to come again with his mind. I come harder, roaring, writhing, bucking and unable to escape, boneless and on fire with heat now as Mikkel holds me down to his diabolical delights.

But then, he changes the game. After giving me a few moments to pant, he moves his body in a delicious wave to slide his thick cock, still inside his pants, up against me.

It’s accompanied by a sensation of tongues licking all around my vulva now, as he hauls my legs wide with his auric coils around my ankles, commanding me with his mind to spread myself for him. I cry out and writhe harder as he hauls my legs open, so ridiculously wet it’s soaked through my leather pants as he rides me.

Mikkel’s smile is like the hottest devil of sin as he licks and bites my lips now, watching my eyes as he torments me.

Because I can barely focus on him, I’m that far gone as he delves into me with his power down below, licking deep between my legs and up inside me with his magic. Other tongues continue going around, everything holding me and making me shudder.

“Look at me, Rikyava. Let me see you enjoy this,” Mikkel commands me now as he continues sliding his hard, hot cock against me through our clothing.

I can hardly keep my eyes open as he makes me writhe and dry-fuck him, thanks to his powers. A sound comes out of me, like a mewl, that he’s making me look at him instead of just closing my eyes and abandoning myself to this incredible, intense fucking he’s giving me, without us even being naked at all yet.

Watching him is even hotter, though. Because I get to see the way his eyes spark entirely copper now, blazing with fire to see me so ridiculously aroused; gone, to the things he’s doing to me, all without hardly touching me.

It’s the best kind of entrapment, as the sexiest, most wicked smile ever lifts his lips. Slowly, he leans down and kisses me—then pins me to the bed with his power.

As he pushes off me to get undressed.

8

FEAST

Mikkel is good, as he strips for my pleasure in his underground bedchamber. I had no idea he was so talented at this art; I watch, captive as he holds me down with his power now upon the bed, ropes of copper-black Bloodwind around my ankles, wrists, and hips so I cannot get away.

As his lean, ripped torso comes out from his sleeveless black jerkin and silk shirt, cast to the floor, I am once again stunned by his intricate black and crimson lines of Danish Blood Dragon tattooing.

Those ornate tattoos flow over his left chest, curling around his heart and up over his shoulder to dive down his spine. They create raiding ships and sea monster dragons, which cascade all over him in flowing wind and waves. They’re some of the most beautifully detailed sigil-work of our people, though I still don’t know what they mean, as a dark power breathes off them, unleashed.

As Mikkel slowly unbuckles his leather pants, watching me all the while, I finally see his long, strong cock come out. It’s beautiful, perfectly proportioned and lightly curved as it stands out hard now from a well-trimmed patch of black hair; I inhale as Mikkel touches himself, pinning me with his black-copper eyes and smoothing a hand down.

He strokes himself as he watches me. His pants and boots are gone; I don’t know when he got them off, but he’s bare now before me, tall and gloriously naked with his lean-muscled runner’s frame.

As Mikkel touches himself, I feel him dive deep inside my body with his magic again. As he stares at me, I feel the mighty sways of his magic move my body from the inside out; he makes my hands unbuckle my leather pants now and languidly strip them away like his.

As he makes me arch in his Bloodropes and with his mind-power, his suggestions inside me make me lift my camisole up over my head and cast it away, followed by my underwear. As he strips everything off me now with his clever power deep inside me, he takes in my full nakedness before him.

His dark eyes shine as his luscious mouth quirks. Slowly, Mikkel uses his Bloodropes to force my legs open again. He’s got his coils of wind and copper darkness wrapped like snakes around my wrists, ankles, and hips as I lay back upon the bed on my elbows. Gently, he adds one around my neck, choking me lightly with his power now as he forces my legs apart.

It’s incredible what he’s doing to me; I beyond love it, as I heave hard breaths now, fighting him a little, just because it feels good to struggle and test my dragon’s strength against his.