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With my free hand, I slide my fingers into my panties and rub a circle around my swollen clit. Arousal coats my fingers, slick and hot as I pleasure myself, matching my movements to the rhythm of his hips.
“That’s right. Stroke it nice and slow.”
Every moan, every gasp from Xero heightens my own pleasure, and I press harder, needing my own release.
“You’re taking me so deep, so well. Fuck, little ghost, you’re going to make me come.”
I want to push him over the edge, to feel the power of his climax, to take control of this awesome being. His cock throbs, his abs tense, his breath comes in ragged gasps. Just as he’s about to climax, he pulls back, his cock slipping from my lips with a wet pop.
“Xero?” I ask, my voice breathy.
He leans down, his eyes locking with mine. “You’ve been such a good girl for me, I’m going to give you what you want.”
My eyes widen.
“Lie back for me, baby. I’m going to take your sweet cunt.”
SEVENTY-NINE
XERO
Amethyst gazes up at me through bleary eyes. Mascara has run down her cheeks, making her look beautifully wrecked. My balls draw up at the sight of her, so eager and flushed and ready for my cum. It’s almost enough to have me spilling over the edge.
Almost.
But I don’t plan on climaxing before my little ghost.
Her breasts bounce as she sits on her ass, and I guide her onto her back. Seeing her laid out for me on the rug with the fire casting a warm glow over her skin is nothing short of heavenly.
Amethyst is a masterpiece of soft curves and dips. I take in the sight of her beneath me, her body trembling with need. Her breasts are full and round, her nipples hardening for attention. I glance between her thighs and groan, captivated by the wetness glistening on her pink folds, slick and inviting.
Her body, which was once an intoxicating blend of innocence and beauty, is now one of an equal. The scars adorning her skin tell tales of battles she’s survived, and the vengeance she’ll wreak on our mutual enemies.
Breathing fast and shallow, she reaches for my shirt. I move closer, positioning myself between her creamy thighs. My fingers trail down her belly, making the muscles beneath her flesh quiver.
“Xero,” she whispers, “You’re wearing too much.”
A smirk pulls at the edges of my lips. “Then you know what to do.”
She slips her fingers through the opening of my shirt and pulls hard, sending buttons scattering across the rug. My breath catches as she continues tugging until she’s exposed my chest and abs.
“Impatient, little ghost?” I ask with a chuckle.
As she runs her hands over my pecs, I trace my fingers over the slick contours of her pussy. Pride swells in my heart at her desperate moans. I tease her clit, making her hips jerk. Her gasps of pleasure are all the encouragement I need to slide two digits into her wet heat.
“Xero,” she moans, rolling her hips in time with my strokes. “I want more.”
My lips quirk. “Who am I to deny the woman I love?”
I add a third finger, savoring the way she trembles and arches at my touch. Over the past few days, she’s become less skittish, more responsive, and bolder than ever. I can’t tell if it’s the torture she’s been inflicting, her trust in me deepening, or the passage of time, but her confidence makes me lightheaded.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” I growl, my voice thick with desire. “You were made just for me.”
She moans, her hips moving against my hand, and I lean down to press a kiss to her inner thigh. The scent of her arousal is intoxicating, a mix of musk and sweetness that drives me insane.
Her body arches with tension, with an urgent need, but I want to take my time and make sure she’s ready. I slide myfingers in and out of her tight heat, curling them to hit just the right spot. I revel in the way her face contorts with pleasure.
“Xero, please,” she says, her voice a desperate whisper.
