Page 92 of Legacy

Sinking so deep under my skin, rolling through my bones, and seeping ever deeper into my heart.

I saw his talons drop, a moment before he was slashing through my pants, then slicing my panties from my body, too.

“Ah…God,”I cried out as he ground his leather clad cock through my folds, the feeling out of this world, my wetness soaking the leather in moments.

I grasped his jaw, stilling him.

“Unleash. On. Me.”

With a flick of my magic, I had his pants and boxers off, and I moaned out at the sensation of finally feeling him skin-to-skin all over.

And then he shifted on me, essentially holding my legs down with his knees, before he then scraped his razor-sharp talons over my collarbone, down over my breasts, and all the way along my stomach.

“Motherfucker,” he groaned, as he drew blood, realizing I’d made myself vulnerable for him, that I’d allowed him to make my bleed, instead of keeping my skin in its usual impenetrable state.

I cried out in rapture and bucked as he dug deep, drawing blood all the way down.

Letting go.

Letting himself loose all over me.

His tongue followed the trail of blood, slicking all over and making me undulate beneath him as he tasted me.

As he took his fill and drank me down.

“Fuck, Ariana. You’re loving this. I can feel you dripping all over my cock,” he panted, as he came up for air. “Right on the edge already, aren’t you, gorgeous?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

He coated two fingers in my blood, then thrust them deep inside me.

A scream tore from my throat at the glorious brutality and depravity of using my own blood as lube.

He shifted, lifting off my legs, then he wrenched one of my thighs open with his free hand, before dipping down and lashing his tongue over my clit.

I was shuddering in moments, and as he pounded into me viciously with his thick, long fingers, all I could hear were my screams and his unhinged snarls.

He angled his fingers and hit my sweet spot dead on, making me lurch up and claw at his hair.

When he twisted them and started curling and scraping, I lost it, and went off like a rocket, bliss wracking my body, and I came all over his face.

He licked up every drop of me.

With all of the intensity, instead of it satiating me, it spurred me on, and then I was shoving him off me with a burst of strength.

As he staggered back off the bed, I launched myself at him.

He snagged me around the waist, then spun us, slamming me against a dresser.

It decimated under the impact, even taking a chunk out of the wall in the process.

He went to descend on me, but I had him jolting and pulling up short as I quickly invoked my magic.

I smiled as I watched him take in the room now covered in a shimmering silver film.

“You don’t have to hold back at all now. I’ve protected the furniture and the structural integrity of the room. And soundproofed it.” No chance of any students or faculty being alerted to what was happening.

I dug my nails into his biceps, then shoved into him, forcing him across the room with my strength and running him into an adjacent wall.

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