Page 70 of Taken By the Blood God

I followed her up the stairs when she put her book aside and went to her bedroom to get ready for bed. Davian was in the front parlor watching television when we passed. He glanced over his shoulder at me before yelling, “How about you use some magic to dampen the sound coming from your room tonight, brother?”

Minerva ignored him, keeping her back to me, so she didn’t see me flip him off. Davian chuckled and went back to watching television.

With each step I took behind my little witch, my muscles grew taut. I’d been chasing her for so long, since before I knew of her existence, and every instinct inside me said that the chase was over. That my little witch was caught. Instead of bringing me the sense of calm I’d felt earlier, I had the urge to claim her again. To keep marking her as mine until we were so tightly bound by magic and blood that there was no escape.

Minerva was walking toward her closet when I followed her into the bedroom. I shut the door behind me, locked it, and set a spell to keep anyone from entering our room or hearing anything happening within. It also made sure that anyone inside this room wouldn’t be leaving unless I gave them permission.

“Did you just set a spell to keep me locked in?” she asked from the depths of her closet. When Minerva appeared, her body clad in a short silk nightgown, my instincts would no longer be denied.

I stalked toward her, feeling the heat rise beneath my skin. She took a step back, her eyes widening as I closed the distance between us.

“I’ve been thinking of all the ways I wanted to make you scream for me since our first night together, little witch,” I murmured. “I made sure we won’t be interrupted.”

She sidestepped, maintaining the space between us. I adjusted my direction, slowing my steps.

“You sound very sure of yourself,” she replied, her voice breathless. I could see the pulse beating at the base of her throat. No matter what she said or how she kept moving away from me, the little witch was excited.

“You shouldn’t try to run,” I stated. “I can’t promise to be gentle if I catch you.”

Then, a knowing smirk crossed her face, and her body tensed. I knew before she even moved that she was going to take me up on the challenge I’d just issued. When she darted to the side, trying to put the bed between us, I shot after her. Minerva gasped when I locked my arms around her and lifted her off her feet.

We landed on the mattress, her beneath me. She writhed, trying to buck me off her, but I was too heavy. I shackled her wrists with my hands, lifting them above her head and pinning them to the bed. Using magic, I kept her hands locked above herhead. Minerva wiggled beneath me, but she didn’t use her power to fight my hold on her. She let me trap her.

The knowledge went straight to my head and broke through the last of my control. I moved down her body, shoving her thighs apart so my hips settled between them. Then, I lowered my head and tugged the lace-edged silk of her gown away from her breast. Her pale skin revealed the shadow of blue veins beneath, and her pink nipple was flushed and hard in the center. Her breathing was ragged when I lowered my head and flicked her nipple with my tongue.

Her legs tightened around me when I closed my lips around her flesh and sucked her deep. Minerva’s hips rocked when I revealed her other breast and used my fingers to tug at her other nipple. She moaned when I pulled away, sliding further down until my shoulders were between her legs. I ran my hands up the backs of her thighs until they cupped her behind her knees. Then, I shoved them up high and a wide, revealing that she wore nothing beneath the silk.

She was already wet and glistening. With a groan, I dropped my head and traced a light circle around her clit with my tongue. Minerva moaned, her body twitching beneath me.

“Tal,” she whispered.

The sound of her voice saying my name in that broken whisper…I wanted her to say it again. To scream it. I latched my mouth onto her clit and devoured her. I needed my hands free though so I could touch her, deep inside. Lifting my mouth from her, I demanded, “Hold your legs up for me.”

When she didn’t respond, I hooked her legs over my arm, shoving them higher, and smacked her bare ass with my other hand.

She yelped. “Tal!”

“Minerva, hold your legs up for me.”

When I released her, her knees stayed up, keeping her open for me. I couldn’t stop the growl that escaped my chest as I dove back into her pussy, licking and sucking her clit. Her thighs quivered when I slipped two fingers inside, pressing them deep. Wetness trickled down from her pussy as I attacked her clit, unable to keep my touch gentle.

Minerva’s moans were coming faster now as my fingers thrust roughly inside her. She shuddered with pleasure, her pussy tightening around my hand and her back arching her bared breasts toward the ceiling.

“Fuck, Tal. Fuck!”

I withdrew my fingers from her pussy, adding a third, before pressing them back inside her, deep and hard.

Minerva thrashed and screamed as the orgasm swept over her. Her thighs snapped together around my head, trapping me against her pussy. I didn’t stop suckling and licking her clit until she was begging me to stop.

“Again,” I growled against her pussy, stroking my fingers into her body and feeling the way her muscles fluttered around them. I had no mercy. I kept at her until she was writhing again, screaming from the second orgasm tearing through her.

When she had enough, she began to fight me, bucking her hips and trying to yank her wrists free from the invisible bonds that held her.

“Let me go, Tal,” she demanded.

I lifted my head, removing my fingers from her body and simultaneously released the magical bonds pinning her wrists to the bed.

Minerva lunged at me, shoving me over until I rolled onto my back. Her hand wrapped around my cock, squeezing me tightly to the point of near pain.

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