Page 32 of Harbinger

“The fuck it isn’t,” he growled, pulling open the shower door, then stepping right inside, while he still had his pants on.

“What are you doing?” I gasped, stepping back as he stalked up to me and got right in my space.

“I told you, you disrespected me.” In the next second, he had me shoved up against the wall, those magically-generated cuffs of his binding my wrists behind my back, my breasts squashed against the tile wall. He leaned in close, his hot breath at my ear. “And you’ll stay the fuck away from the dragon,” he seethed, as he rolled his hips, making me feel his hard cock through his pants pushing against my bare ass.

“The hell I will. You don’t control what I do, or who I spend time with. You don’t own me.”

He growled and fisted my hair, jerking hard and forcing me to look at him over my shoulder. “I’m owning you right now, sweetheart.”

When I went to turn my head away, he tightened his grip, then leaned in and licked my cheek in a wholly animalistic way. “You’re trembling for me. You’re putty in my fucking hands. The almighty Celestial Princess can’t get enough of my touch and the dirty promise of what’s to come. You can’t wait to discover what I’ll do next, can you?”

“Burn in Hades.”

“Hmm, such an ungrateful little toy.”

I tensed in his hold. “Don’t call me that.”

“Would you preferfuck toy?That fits better, if we’re going for accuracy.”

His hot breath fanned across my cheek, making me quiver. “Stop.”

“Stop what? Making you drip for me? Making that cunt clench in anticipation?” He released my jaw and reached around and cupped my breasts. “Making these pretty nipples pebble with arousal?” He rolled them between his fingers, alternating between that and delivering sharp pinches that had me gasping and squirming against the tile. “These are truly exquisite,” he breathed in what sounded like genuine wonder as he kneaded the soft flesh with his palms. I caught his eye over my shoulder and he was fixated on them, his eyes shining with undiluted lust and reverence. “I can’t believe I didn’t have you bare them to me at the party that night.”

My cheeks heated at his overt compliments. I wasn’t used to anyone commenting on that sort of thing with me. It was both unsettling and… pleasant.

I moaned out as he kept playing and teasing, and it had me pushing back against him, feeling his hard cock sliding up and down the crack of my ass, adding yet more sensation.

“Mmm, such a desperate little ass. Just like that night in your bathroom when you begged me to sink my fingers deep into your tight hole.”

“You made me ask for that.”

“Did I? I distinctly recall giving you a choice.”

“All your supposed choices only land inyourfavor.”

“Interesting, because I remember you losing your ever-loving mind as I played with your delectable ass and made you burn for me.” He trailed his fingers down my throat, while nipping at my ear. “Ever since then I’ve been fantasizing about fucking it.”

A shudder rolled through me at his words.

But it was far from being rooted in revulsion.

“Or, maybe I should do what I initially intended to punish you for all that disrespect you threw my way in front of your new friend?” He startled me as he stroked my cheek so intimately in a way that was a stark contrast to all the rest. It had me opening my mouth involuntarily on a moan in response, and he then used that opportunity to slide two fingers along my tongue. “Should I make you choke on my cock instead? Mmm, I’d wager you’d look so fucking wanton and stunning with a mouthful of me. Watching you splutter and gag, tears streaming down your cheeks as you struggle to take me deep, as you taste me on your tongue, then frantically work that throat like my good little slut to swallow down every drop of my cum.”

“Shit,” I breathed, his filthy words sending a surge of need through me. It was one hell of an erotic picture he’d painted. He was so fucking good with that.

He groaned as I swirled my tongue around his invading fingers. “There’s a good little toy, show me how much you want it.”

He pulled his fingers free, slick with my saliva, then he had me jolting as he pressed them to my pussy and dragged themthrough my folds. The sensation was… another level. “Kai,” I gasped, unable to stop myself from grinding against his fingers.

“You’re fucking soaked, sweetheart,” he breathed at my ear.

“You need… you need to use your magic. Now,” I choked, feeling my energy becoming unstable as the pleasure built beyond the level of teasing.

“I don’t feel it pushing against me. You’re not impacting me.”

“I will be. I’m right on the edge.”

“We can try it without this time. Trust yourself more.”

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