Page 111 of Broken Shadows

Lorcan’s hips buck and the chains rattle as he eyes what I’m holding.

I squeeze my thighs together as his cock brushes against the bottom of my breast, smearing pre-cum on my skin.Do you trust me?

His stare flashes to mine, his pupils rapidly widening.Yes, Mistress.

It's laughable to ever call him a submissive, but his compliant response sends bolts of carnal need directly to my clit all the same.

I quickly look away. The bed creaks as I bend toward his lap and lick all the pre-come off the head of his cock with long, wet strokes.

“Ahgh…mmph…” His muffled groan swirls around the ball gag, and his hips rock against my lips.

I shake my head and laugh. “None of that. Settle.” My fingers meet flexing muscle as I push a hand against his lower abs, then sit back on my heels.

Thankfully, he requires no more prep than that. It's not like his demon blood would allow an infection to set in.

I purse my lips and blow across the damp, sensitive skin. His abs flex, but his ass stays planted against the mattress. “Good boy.”

Lorcan releases a sharp growl and a fresh stream of pre-cum dribbles down his shaft.

I tsk. “That just won't do. We better get this done quickly before you make a mess of yourself.”

My shadows manifest into a pair of forceps, and I will them open around his cockhead horizontally, squeezing and holding the position.

Lorcan hisses, but I take in a deep breath and ignore him. If I look at him now… I let the thought float away, intent on my task.

I manifest another tendril of shadow and will it into the shape of a piercing needle. The sharp tip shimmers with magic as my shadows are just as excited about this as I am. I nod to myself, then hold his stare. “Are you ready?”

Yes, Mistress.

“Deep breath,” I command, focusing on his cock.

The sharp tip of my shadow needle penetrates the side of his malleable head, a thick stream of dark blue blood runs over the bottom edge of the shadow forceps, his chest rapidly rising and falling. I hold the shadow needle in place and glance up at him under my lashes.I cannot wait to play with you when this is finished.

Returning my attention to my shadows, I have to work quickly or his accelerated healing will take over before I have time to install the jewelry.

With my free hand, and help with a shadow, I unscrew one end of a barbell and insert it into the fresh piercing through the tube my shadow provides, then swiftly thread on the tiny ball tightly. Lorcan moans and his skin trembles beneath my touch. I repeat the process, but this time I lineup my shadow needle and pierce it through the opposite side of his cockhead, crossing beneath the other piercing.

My shadows dissolve as I secure the final barbell. I startle and my eyes fly to his wide open, pleasure drunk stare as Lorcan roars and comes all over the fresh piercings.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

I moan and slap a palm against his tattooed chest as the sight and sound of his climax tears one from me as well. My pussy throbs and clamps on the air, my orgasm violently ripping through me harder and harder the longer I stare at his blood and cum mixing, dripping down his erection.

Lorcan moans again, the tendons in his neck straining with the force of his release, and his hooded gaze darkens as he shivers with ecstasy. His claws grapple against my shadows and their connecting metal restraints, his muffled growling sounds of pleasure mixing with rattling chains.

Oh fuck.

He pants around the mangled metal ball gag, the look on his face hardening into something primal and dangerous. I don’t know how much farther I can push him before he snaps.

You know, a girl could get used to this.

He growls.Making me come?

“All this power.” I skate a black painted nail down the groove between his muscles, humming and biting my lip as goosebumps pop up beneath my touch. “Who knew you could be such a good boy?”

I break our stare and trail my eyes to his cock.

He's such a mess. I could clean him with my tongue. If I taste his blood, will it do anything to me?

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