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Without warning, I lifted her and directed her toward the window, pressing her back firmly against it. Every gemstone adorning her exquisite figure came to life, and I couldn't tear my eyes away from them as I licked her again.
My inner Dragon purred contentedly, and I moaned against Izidora’s pussy. “You're going to come for me a dozen times before this night is over, sprite.”
“Keep doing that and you'll have the first one shortly,” she panted, hips grinding shamelessly against my face.
Hooking both legs over my shoulders, I pressed her into the glass, and she splayed her hands on either side to keep her balance. One finger, then two, found their way to her folds and pushed inside, tearing a cry from her lips. I curled them against that spongy spot and nipped her clit at the same time, and she was falling apart around me. Wetness gushed over my face, but I kept going, driving her higher and higher into the pleasure only I could give her. White sparks, much like the ones from the rites earlier, burst from her, and my own magic rose to the surface to meet hers. The light cast by the combination made her fucking shine, and I could wait no longer to be inside her.
Her bare feet hit the floor, and I ripped off my pants, my cock bobbing and pointing straight toward her. Before I could lift her onto it, she fell to her knees and wrapped her glossy pink lips around it, swallowing me down like I was her favorite dessert. “Fuck, sprite,” I moaned, abs tightening when she gagged on me.
Watching her head bob and the crown sparkle with it nearly had me exploding down her throat after only a minute. I braced my hands against the window, focusing on breathing through my nose to keep my composure. She hummed around me, and my balls tightened.“I love the power I have over you when I'm on my knees.”
“You have enough power to bring the whole damn world to its knees, Izidora. But I love when you're on yours for me. You take my cock so fucking well, and I love how your throat tightens around me when you go too far.” She obliged me by taking me allthe way again, and I had to close my eyes to block out the sight that would make me come.
Deciding I could take no more, I grasped the back of her neck and pulled her off me with a pop. “On your hands and knees,” I ordered her. “I want you to look over our empire while you come around my cock.”
She whimpered, then did as I bid, her ass pointing in the air and looking delectable. I couldn't help but sink my teeth into her flesh, earning a gasp and a moan as my fingers stroked her at the same time. I repeated my action on the other side, marking her as mine even more than the circle between her shoulder blades did.
“Please,” she begged, and I tsked.
“Please what?”
“Take me. I need you to fill me up.” Her words were breathy, wanton, and how could anyone expect me to refuse when my wife, my empress, my mate spoke like that.
My hands dug into her ass as I lined myself with her entrance. “Say it,” I commanded, and she knew exactly what I meant.
“I love you, Ruslan, my mate, my husband, my emperor.”
With a groan, I sank into her wet heat, and the way she gripped me felt like coming home. It was as if her pussy was perfectly molded for my cock, and as I moved inside her, her walls stroked me in turn.
Our skin slapped as I quickened the pace, and wetness dripped down both our thighs. Without her long braid to guide her head, I could only dig my fingers into her hips and force her to take me deeper. But she took me like she was crafted to do just that, and her body turned into a kaleidoscope of light as the sun dipped over the horizon and softened in the room.
“You are exquisite, sprite,” I said, tracing one finger through the trails of gemstones lining her back, brushing against her bareskin. Stopping at the collar on her throat, I lifted her up by it, trapping her body against mine. She moaned at the new angle, and I banded a corded forearm across her belly. The shell of her ear was bare, and I traced my tongue across it before nipping at her earlobe.
“Ruslan,” she panted, a question hovering in her voice.
“Yes, sprite?” The hand on her belly dipped lower until my finger brushed against the sensitive bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs.
“I loved killing him.” Her core clenched around me as the words slipped from her lips.
A string of curses fled my lips before I rasped out, “What about it?”
Images of Kazimir's bloody and broken body flooded our bond, and Izidora’s pussy clenched again. Fuck, I loved that the violence of the act turned her on, and I flexed my hips, driving into her slowly while the scene played out in our minds.
Izidora stilled, then shimmied out of my hold and faced me. Her aquamarine eyes flamed with a mixture of lust and ferocity, and fuck, if that didn't make me want to yank her to me again. Instead, she flattened her palm against my chest and pushed me backward slowly. I took her hint and settled back on the floor.
She straddled me, gripping my shaft and hovering over it for a moment as she stared down at me. Gone was the female who held any ounce of fear toward the males that had hurt her. Instead, the fiery goddess I witnessed when she’d challenged me on our first day together emerged, only this time, all light she clung to had vanished.
Sinking down, she threw her head back and moaned. “The feel of my blade separating his ribs.” Her hips circled, and my abs tightened. “The heat from his lifeblood spilling from the wound.” She rocked back and forth, her pace quickening, andI gripped her thighs, encouraging her. “The sound of his body cracking against the rocks.”
Wetness dripped down my balls, and whatever she was going to say next had me very intrigued. “The lines I cut into his flesh as we fought, so he could feel even one ounce of my agony. I wish I could have peeled his skin away, let him suffer every time the breeze brushed his skin. I wouldn't have let him die until I was satisfied that he had suffered even a fraction of what I had. I would have kept him like that for months, healing him just to repeat it all over again, until the time he took away from me was repaid.”
My fucking sprite.
Her hips rocked faster, and I let her ride me with everything she had, drawing her pleasure to a peak. Her breath came faster and more erratically, and my nostrils flared as her arousal flooded them. Yanking her down by the neck, I crashed my lips against hers, claiming her mouth with a fervor that would never cease, not when we shared this bond and the desire to exact revenge. She tasted like the wine we’d had with dinner, her own rose and plum scent shining through, a scent that would follow me across lifetimes. My tongue swept against hers, and I stole her air as I shoved her down on my dick. She gasped into my mouth, and I stole that sound too.
“Fuck, I love you so much,” I swore, my own release closing in fast. “Your light may have called to me first, but I love watching you truly embrace the dark, Izidora. I love to see just how powerful you are when you let go. But now, I want to see your head thrown back as you come for me, and I want to hear you call me your God.”
“Yes,” she hissed, her hips moving faster and faster as she closed in on the edge of her orgasm.
