Page 112 of Court of Lies and Deceit

Then somethingzapsmy clit.

I gasp, my eyes snapping open.

Pleasure crackles through me as my entire clit tingles with the aftereffects of that zap. Lifting my head as much as I can, I stare up at Draven with wide eyes. My legs are still draped overhis shoulders, but he looks up to meet my gaze. There is a wicked smirk on his lips as he holds up his right hand for me to see.

Tiny lightning bolts flicker over his fingers.

My jaw drops.

His smirk widens. “How’s that for new technique?”

Only a gasp and a deep moan answers him as he zaps my clit with his lightning again. I throw my head back, rolling my hips as pleasure pulses through me. He slides his tongue along my pussy and then swirls it around my clit. A whimper drips from my lips.

He licks and sucks and works his mouth and then zaps my clit with lightning again and again until I’m writhing and panting and moaning his name. Pent-up tension crackles inside me like a storm. I gasp air into my lungs. It feels as if my mind is going to shatter.

Draven flicks my throbbing clit with his tongue before taking it into his mouth again. I can barely breathe through the pleasure as I tumble headfirst towards an orgasm. He slides his tongue around my entrance.

“Oh God—” My words are cut off by a gasp and a pleading whimper as Draven zaps my clit with his lightning again.

“I prefer sir. Or master. But I suppose God will do.”

My growled response is drowned out by another moan as he swirls his tongue around my clit with expert precision. I whimper, squirming desperately in the air. Draven tightens his grip on me as he continues his sweet torture. My entire body is trembling with pent-up release.

“Please,” I beg, the word breaking on another breathy moan. “Oh, fuck, please.”

He chuckles against my clit. Pulling back, he gently slides my legs off his shoulders and places them back on the ground. My chest heaves, and I just lie there on the warm rooftop, delirious with pent-up need.

On his knees between my legs, Draven smirks down at me. “You’re so fucking pretty when you beg.”

A desperate growl rips from my throat, and my hand shoots out to grab his belt. “If you don’t start fucking me right now, I’m going to stab you.”

Fire sparks in his eyes. Wrapping a firm hand around my throat, he leans down over me and claims my lips in a savage kiss before murmuring, “And even hotter when you threaten me.”

While kissing him back furiously, I start blindly unbuckling his belt. My fingers fumble, but I finally manage to get it open and unbutton his pants. Shoving the fabric aside, I wrap my hand around his thick cock and then jerk up and down.

A moan rips from Draven’s chest. He sucks in a sharp breath, his body trembling as I do it again.

“Fuck me,” I order, smirking against his lips. “Right now.”

He bites my bottom lip and slides his hand higher up my throat, locking it right underneath my jaw. I draw my hand up and down his hard cock again. Something between a moan and a growl escapes his lips.

“Next time, I’m bringing the fucking handcuffs,” he threatens against my mouth.

But then he pulls back and starts quickly stripping out of his remaining clothes. I hurriedly yank the nightgown over my head and toss it aside as well. His eyes burn with desire as he gazes down at my naked body, and that look in his eyes takes my breath away.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” he presses out, staring at me as if the sight of my naked body still leaves him breathless every time.

Heat flushes my cheeks.

He bends down over me, and I spread my legs again as he braces his arms on the roof on either side of me while he positions his hips right over mine. His cock brushes against myentrance. I wrap my hand around the back of his neck and yank his mouth down to mine.

A moan tears from his chest. Then he thrusts into me.

I gasp against his lips as his hard cock slides into my soaking wet pussy. As always, he gives me a moment to adjust to his size before he slides out and then slams back in again. Pleasure shoots up my spine.

While still stealing the breath from my lungs and thrusting his hips hard, Draven takes one hand off the roof and slides it up the side of my ribs. My skin tingles as his fingers brush over my ribs and up towards my tits. I moan into his mouth as he rolls my nipple between his fingers.

He starts up a firm pace, thrusting into me with commanding strokes. That incredible tension starts building inside me again. I slide my fingers from his neck and up into his hair, gripping it hard. Lifting my other hand, I draw it over his wings.

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