Page 37 of Heir of Darkness

He trailed his fingers up her thighs, finding the lacy thong she wore underneath the dress. Her breath hitched in her throat as he pulled on it, forcing it down her legs. “Unless you want me to stop?” Valerio asked her.

“What?” she asked. Her mind was only occupied with his hands too close to the place that was now drenched for him.

“Do you want me to stop?”

She shook her head.

“Use your words,” he said.

“Don’t stop,” she muttered. “Please.”

He grinned, slipping the underwear down and off her feet, sticking it in his pocket. “When you beg so sweetly for me like a good girl, I have no choice but to play with your pussy. Hold your dress up.”

She did, looking at him with wide eyes. He threw her leg over his shoulder, allowing him to be at eye level with her pussy. Valerio lifted his other hand, moving his pointer finger through her folds, collecting the slickness. He trailed his fingerup, circling her clit for a moment. Luna whimpered, feeling the need growing inside of her.

“Look at how wet you are for me,” he told her in awe. “So fucking perfect.”

He circled her clit again, putting more pressure on it. She thrusted her hips forward as a response. Valerio looked up at her with another grin, one that was so rare for him but fit his face perfectly. “I wonder how you taste,” he said. “Probably delicious.”

He lifted the finger to his lips, sticking it into his mouth for a few seconds before pulling it out. Luna’s mouth went dry. “I was right. Delicious,” he groaned.

Then he leaned his head in, licking a strip from her slit to her clit. Luna gasped, holding on to his head. He continued to lick around her clit. Luna nearly lost her mind the moment he decided to suck on it, putting the most intoxicating pressure on her clit. She threw her head back, gasping for air and choking on her moans. She had never felt a feeling like it. Sure, she had masturbated before, but nothing compared to the way he made her feel.

He gripped her ass, pressing her into his mouth. She tensed the leg around his shoulder, thrusting her hips forward before she came. She wasn’t ready for it, but it crashed through her body without another thought.

Waves after waves of euphoria swept through her body, forcing her to go silent. Her legs shook and threatened to crumble under her. He helped her ride it out until she was completely spent. He pulled back, but not before leaving one last kiss to her clit that had her twitching.

Valerio looked up at her. “You look like an angel.”

She let out a laugh, a real and genuine one. “I probably look like I crawled up from hell,” she told him, lowering her leg. She dropped her dress, lifting the straps back over her shoulders.

“Don’t be so quick to get dressed,” he told her. “I can go for round two.”

She shook her head. “I can’t.” She stared at him for a few moments. “You didn’t have to do that, especially since it left you with that.” She looked down at the bulge in his jeans, before returning back up with red cheeks.

“I did it because I wanted to. Don’t worry about me,” he said. “You know what this means now?”

“Means we’re engaged,” she said, swallowing harshly. “I know.”

He grabbed her hands, pulling her into him. “Don’t think about it for tonight. We can talk about it later.”

Luna nodded, relieved. “Should we go back?”

“I have to tell everyone you’re my fiancée,” he said, pressing a kiss to her lips.

They began walking back, Valerio holding onto her hand the entire time. Her legs were weak, so she appreciated it. His hand warmed hers, and it wasn’t unpleasant. It didn’t feel wrong walking with him like that either. It felt oddly comfortable and it silenced her mind.

“I wasn’t expecting you to come out tonight,” she told him. “I didn’t expect you to ever want to see me again.”

“Unfortunately for you, you can’t get rid of me that easily,” he said. “Why were you outside?”

“I was starting to lose it. I saw who my parents picked and I needed to leave. I needed to do something,” she admitted. “I was trapped.”

Valerio stopped in his tracks, turning to face her. His eyes were hard. “What were you planning to do?” he asked.

“I don’t want to say it,” she whispered. The thing in question being something she couldn’t take back—a more permanent fix. She couldn’t look at his eyes, the intensity in his gaze was overbearing.

Valerio grabbed her chin, holding her in place. “If you ever reach that point again, you call me. Don’t ever even think about harming yourself, killing yourself. I will find you a solution, something else. Do you understand me?” he asked. His voice was stern, and all Luna could do was nod. “Use your words.”

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