Page 67 of A Cage of Magic and Darkness

My climax releases its grip, and I float back to earth, utterly spent and a little shellshocked.

“Wow,” I murmur.

Ruarok lifts his head and wipes his mouth.

“Good girl. Now you get what you wanted.”

I’m breathing hard, my heart racing. I can’t believehow good that felt. Will it feel the same for him? I want to give him that.

He climbs onto the chaise longue with me, straddling my hips. His pants are undone, and his huge erection protrudes from the gap. I can’t take my eyes off it. It’s almost as thick as my wrist, and the length is ridged with veins. The head is smooth and darker in color, and a bead of fluid leaks from the slit.

“Scoot down,” he instructs. “Bring your mouth in line with my hips.”

I do as he says, my heart beating faster at the anticipation of what’s about to happen. I can hardly believe I’m going to do this, but I’ve got no intention of telling him no.

He takes my chin between his fingers. “Open those pretty lips.”

I part them, staring up at him.

“I’m going to come in your mouth,” he tells me, “and you’re going to swallow me down.”

Like his eager servant, I nod. He edges his hips closer, and the smooth head of his cock presses to my mouth. I open wider, sliding out my tongue, allowing him in. He tastes salty, and I inhale the masculine musk of him.

He’s rock hard, but the skin is silky soft, and I marvel at the contrast.

I hold him at the base and use my tongue on him, swirling around the tip, and then sinking lower. I’m careful not to grate my teeth against him—though, for all I know, he might like that.

I pause for a moment and take my mouth from his cock. “Am I doing it right?”

He gives a brisk nod and grabs my hair. “Yes, don’t stop.”

He rams himself back into my mouth, deeper this time. I gag slightly, and he groans. “Ah, fuck.”

I slide my mouth up and down his hard length, but he’s moving, too. I no longer feel like I’m the one in control. His grip on my hair holds me in place, and he fucks my mouth, deeper and deeper. I can feel him at the back of my throat, and I’m sure I’ll be bruised tomorrow. Tears fill my eyes, and strange noises emit from my mouth. He seems angry, almost, as though the slamming of his hips equates to his fist.

“I’m coming,” he groans. “Fuck, oh, yes, fuck.”

I’m shocked by the sheer volume of cum filling my mouth and spilling down my throat. He comes again and again, spurts hitting the back of my throat, coating my tongue. I feel like I’m drowning in it, choking.

In a panicked rush, I push him off me and sit up, wiping my mouth. I’m aware that my breasts are still on show, and my underwear is torn, and now I have cum dribbling down my chin. What kind of princess am I? I’m to be the ruler of Askos, and I’ve allowed myself to be defiled like this?

Ruarok gives a slow smile. “How was that for you, Princess?”

I wrap my wings around my body, hiding myself, and yank down my skirts. “I-I’m not sure.”

“You didn’t enjoy it?”

“It was a bit…much.”

He reaches out to smooth my hair from my face, but I jerk away. What have I done? Did anyone hear us? Any number of servants could have walked by and seen us.What if they’re talking now? Gossip flies around the castle quicker than a dragonfly.

I glance at the door. There’s a sliver of light shining between the crack of the door and the frame. My heart lurches. Hadn’t Ruarok shut the door properly when he’d entered? I should have checked.

Had someone been watching while he fisted my hair and fucked my mouth, my bare breasts bouncing, my skirts still rucked up around my waist and my pussy still swollen and wet and exposed?

The thought is utterly mortifying.

He seems troubled. “I’ve upset you. I’m sorry. I forgot who I was with. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt the touch of another person. I got carried away.”

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