Page 111 of Court of Lies and Deceit

My back hits the warm stone again as Draven lays me down gently before removing his hands. Still straddling me, he sits up straighter and locks eyes with me instead. Mischief glitters in his golden eyes.

“I’ve also been working on a new technique,” he says. “Want me to show you?”

Anticipation ripples through my body and a throbbing starts between my legs at the dark promises in his voice. “Yes.” I rake my gaze over his powerful body. “But first, take off your shirt.”

He wraps a hand underneath my jaw, holding me firmly, and leans down to steal another savage kiss. “So bossy,” he murmurs against my lips.

But then he pulls back and starts unbuttoning his shirt. Pushing myself up on my elbows, I quickly slide the silk robe from my shoulders and toss it onto the roof. Then I just watch as Draven undoes the final buttons. The black shirt falls open, revealing his firm chest and sharp abs.

Fire sears through my veins, and I lick my lips.

“Fuck,” Draven growls. “Do you have any idea how fucking difficult it is to keep a single thought in my head when you’re looking at me like that?”

My heart flips, and I flash him a satisfied smirk. “The shirt.”

His eyes burn with desire and approval as he shakes his head at me and then shifts into his fully human form. A small cloud drifts off into the night while Draven shrugs the shirt off his broad shoulders. He tosses it to the roof beside my robe.

“Your wings,” I complain.

He gives me a long look, and then shifts back into a half-shift. His imposing black wings now spread out behind his half-naked body. They rustle slightly as he moves them into a better position.

Still leaning back on my elbows, I gaze up at his muscular body, drinking in the sight of the absolute perfection that is Draven Ryat.

“Azaroth’s fucking flame,” he groans, his voice hoarse. “What the fuck did I just tell you?”

Just to mess with him even more, I slide my tongue along my teeth as I deliberately rake my gaze down his body. A yelp slips from my lips, followed by a moan, as Draven grips my thighs firmly. Heat pulses through me as he draws his commanding hands up my thighs, pushing the short nightgown all the way up to my hips, and then curls his fingers over the top of my panties.

My skin prickles and my clit throbs as he slides my panties down my legs. Adjusting his position, he maneuvers the delicate fabric over my feet and then tosses my panties down on the roof next to my robe.

“Spread your legs for me,” he orders.

The command vibrates through my bones, making my clit throb harder. I give him a sly look. “Yes, sir.”

Lust flares up in his eyes like dark flames, and he flexes his hand while forcing out a long breath. “Fucking hell, little rebel.”

With a satisfied chuckle, I lie down fully on my back and spread my legs as commanded. A nervous thrill courses through my body at being so exposed. But up here on the roof in the middle of the night, only the stars bear witness to our depraved cravings.

A jolt shoots through my body as Draven takes a firm grip on my hips and lifts my ass off the roof. I squirm, trying to get my balance back. Draven just drapes my legs over his shoulders. It leaves me lying on my shoulder blades with my ass in the air and my pussy right in front of his face. My nightgown slides down towards my tits, leaving me almost entirely naked.

“That’s more like it,” Draven muses, his voice dark and teasing.

This position leaves me entirely at his mercy. And the smug bastard knows it.

My heart pounds at the thrill of it, and my clit throbs with need.

“This is the new technique you were bragging about, huh?” I bait.

“Oh, no, we haven’t gotten to that part yet.” His mouth is so close to my pussy that every word sends puffs of air over my sensitive skin.

I squirm, trying to relieve the aching need that is pulsing inside me. “Then you?—”

He licks my pussy.

I gasp, pleasure shooting up my spine. He lets out a smug chuckle, the sound vibrating against my clit as he takes it into his mouth. I moan and squirm desperately again. But in this position, he is in complete control of my body.

Pleasure streaks through me as Draven teases my clit with his lips and tongue before scraping his teeth lightly over the sensitive skin. Another desperate moan rips from my lungs. My hand shoots out, but I can’t even reach him in this position.

Letting my arms slump back on the roof, I suck in shuddering breaths as Draven toys with my clit until I can barely see straight. Tension thrums inside me, begging to be let out. Draven slides his tongue along my pussy in a slow luxurious stroke and then pulls back. My chest heaves, and it takes me a moment to realize that his lips are gone.

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