Page 43 of Fortune Fae Academy
“You want his cum, sweetheart?” Axel asked me.
He might not be able to see what I was doing, but we were linked.
He could feel my desires.
“Yes,” I said without hesitation.
Not because Seifiek deserved reprieve, but because there was only one thing that was going to help me keep control of the Shard.
A united mate-circle.
Axel pulled out of me, making me almost physically sick without the pressure of his cock. He toned down the vibration of my plug but didn’t take it out.
He guided me to the bed and helped me lie against the headboard and spread my legs.
“Touch yourself while I give you what you want,” he instructed.
A part of me wanted to argue, yet I couldn’t help but watch, mesmerized, as Axel summoned his sword.
Its blue light took over the smoky silver hue of the room. He still held his smoke with one hand and took another drag.
Then he sliced down, sending the fennel bloom powder exploding into the air. The power of our arousal made it burst into a breathable fog that encased the entire room.
A hit of arousal made me whimper as I stretched my legs open.
Axel kicked the door, sending it hurling closed so none of the sweet essence filtered out.
Then he slammed his sword down onto Seif’s chains, freeing the Alpha from the one thing keeping him from taking me.
When Seif’s predatory stare locked onto the place between my legs, he lunged.
And Axel quickly jabbed the hilt of his sword into Seif’s ribs, making him sprawl to the ground.
My hand fell to the throbbing between my legs as their dance began.
Not because Axel had told me to touch myself, but because I knew both Alphas were going to be occupied.
And I needed friction.
I needed pleasure.
Despite my hunger, all I could do was watch, my fingers frantically swirling over my clit, as they began a violent dance…
My roar senta ripple through the hazy air as I launched my fist at Axel’s face.
He had an advantage, thanks to that damn sword of his. And he had no problem slicing at me with a lethal strike.
Luckily for me, Iwasa weapon.
A loudpingechoed as I caught the blade with my teeth and bit down.
My rage fueled my muscles, which had been ready to spring into action.
Breaking the chains I couldn’t budge had been a display of dominance.
And the fact that he gave me a chance to fight back proved his belief that he was in control.
Fuck your control,I thought as I increased the pressure in my jaw, snapping down until something broke.
