Page 114 of Mage Massacres

I snapped back, but only because I had sex on my mind, and I needed some sort of barrier between us and the rest of the house. My guys hearing us was one thing… But my parents?

Nope. Not a fucking chance.

Stop thinking about it.

“Lift up,” I demanded, my sultry tone causing Vaughn to blink several times. “Lift. Yourself. Up.”

He placed his hands on the bed, pushing himself up. I tugged on his sweatpants, watching his cock spring free as I dragged the material over his muscular thighs. I left his legs tangled in the fabric as I moved to kneel between his knees.

I licked my lips, teasing the thick vein with my tongue before wrapping my fingers around the silken skin of his shaft. I relaxed my throat as I took him into my mouth.

When I peered at him through my lashes, he groaned, hanging his head as his hands splayed across his thighs obediently. I hummed my approval, bobbing my head to push my fae closer to the edge, but I wouldn’t let him cum.

Not yet.

As he began to swell, I pulled away, the broken suction causing an audible pop. I sat back and brushed my hair over my shoulder, my sole focus on destroying the last obstacle between us.

With a single thought, I removed my clothes and inched toward the foot of the bed. I crooked my finger, switching our positions as I called him to me.

“How will you make me scream this time, Fae,” I challenged, spreading my legs as I reclined on my elbows.

Vaughn bit his lower lip, dipping his head in acceptance. “Any requests, Ms. King?”

I considered his question for a second, but I could only respond with, “Not right now.”

He climbed off the bed, and I raised a brow in question before he kneeled at the end, grabbing my ankle to spin me around. I propped my feet on the railing, leaning up to watch him.

He trailed the tip of his nose along my inner thigh. The chilly breath caressing me drew a moan from my lips. I shivered at his touch, feeling his grin against my overheated skin. Icy fingers toyed with my entrance, causing goosebumps to form across my arms.

My body temperature soared as his velvet-tipped tongue swept over my clit. I raked my hand through his hair, letting my head fall back as he worked me over.

His fingers slid in and out, growing in girth as my release neared. My core tightened around his frozen touch. His warm mouth and chilling breath brought me to a cliff’s edge, pleasure shoving me into a chaotic abyss.

My back arched, his name violently ripped from my lips as I climaxed. Tremors shook my body as I came down from my high. He gazed at me, his expression satisfied and light eyes glowing as he used his thumb to wipe the corner of his lips.

“Again?” Vaughn inquired, tossing an icicle onto the bed beside me.

“Later. Don’t let it melt.”

I reached down, twirling his dark curls around my index finger as I instructed, “Get back on the bed, where you were, and keep your hands on the headboard. I want to watch you flex underneath me.”

He obeyed, his shoulders lining up with the top of the white-washed planks of his headboard. His eyes smoldered as he observed me climb onto his lap. I perched above him, slapping his hand away before he could touch me.

I sank on to him, closing my eyes to relish the slight stretch that accompanied the control he gave me.

As I began to move, I gripped the headboard and watched his abs flex as he met my downward strokes. He removed his hands, his icy fingers dancing over my waist and across my lower back. Pressure built in my core, my walls clenching around him as I slowed.

It was too soon, the position too deep to hold my orgasm at bay for much longer.

“Can I cum?” he whispered with a groan.

“No.” My reply was breathy, edging us both.

I hooked my heel behind his leg, tugging his right shoulder until he rolled with me. I hit my back, wrapping my arms around his neck to bring his lips to mine for a blistering kiss.

His pace quickened, each thrust more forceful than the last. He leaned back, sitting on his knees as he pulled my legs up to rest on his shoulders. He stroked my clit with his thumb as the new depth made stars burst in my vision.

He smirked, his voice strained as he corrected his question. “May I cum?”