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“Not so fast, my witch. I’m going to take my time and enjoy this.”
He was lying on top of me, resting on his elbows and slowly grinding his cock into me. I moaned. This was agonizing.
“I’m going to enjoy it, too, but I think you enjoy teasing me.”
Reyson nipped at my nose.
“Is that what you call inviting me to bed when you are freshly fornicated and naked? Or sleeping in the same bed as you when you wear those tiny lacy things?”
He was nibbling on my collarbone, and I couldn’t stand it. I snapped my fingers and disappeared both our clothes. Reyson blinked, and mine were suddenly back on me. What the fuck?! He shook his head and chuckled.
“You denied me the pleasure of unwrapping my present, my witch.”
His hand trailed down my stomach to grasp my hip as he started doing things that should be illegal to my neck. My neck was always a hugely sensitive spot. I totally wasn’t mad one of my boyfriends was a vampire. Reyson was suddenly… not on top of me anymore. He picked me up and placed me at the side of the bed.
Reyson sat on the side of the bed and looked at me hungrily. He ran his hands down my side, and I heard this rumble in his chest.
“You are easily more beautiful than any goddess I know.”
Shit. What was I even supposed to say in response to that? Goddesses cursed women for that kind of thing. Reyson was on his feet in seconds. He whipped me around and had me pressed to his back. His hand reached around to cup my breast, and he nuzzled my neck with his nose.
Don’t ask me how he did this next part… he somehow kept me pressed against his chest while doing this slow sway like we were dancing, and somehow managed to strip me of all my clothes simultaneously. My body was on fire. I turned around and looked him in the eyes.
Reyson’s silver eyes were glowing dangerously, but I wasn’t afraid.
“I’m going to eat you up, my witch.”
I whimpered. I already knew how talented Reyson was with his tongue. But that wasn’t how we were going to play this. Reyson was spoiling me rotten, and I had been mean to him at first. Reyson was a god, and I was just some witch librarian.
I knew what Reyson was intending, but I was planning on changing the roles. It was time for me to show him how special he was. He showed me every day that he cared for me, that he was trying, now it was time for me to return the favor.
“Yeah, no. I’m going to eatyouup,” I said, shoving him back on my bed.
I knew he was faking it when he fell back. Under no circumstance would Ieverbe able to overpower him! Reyson scooted to the center of the bed and chuckled.
“May I use my magic on you?”
I could have asked what he intended to do, but I trusted him totally. He’d never used it against me so far, and I knew he wouldn’t now. He placed his hand on my belly, and I felt this warmness spreading. It was odd. It didn’t make me horny. It made me feel safe.
“Your witchy birth control doesn’t cover gods, Ripley. This will stop you from having a little demigod. I will admit to wanting to see your belly swell with my spawn, but it’s not the time for that, not yet at least.”
Oh, my Lilith. How perfect was he? Talented with his tongueandconcerned about my health… I was definitely keeping him. We could talk about demigod spawns later.
I littered his chest with kisses and stopped to nibble on his nipples. Reyson had an amazing body. Don’t ask me how it was even possible, but I’d never seen abs like that. Was that… a twelve-pack? I kissed it anyway. Those lines on men’s hips that made women lose their shit were deep and defined on Reyson. I trailed my tongue down one of them until I got to his cock. I wrapped my hand around it and started licking the head.
“Is this how people used to worship you?” I asked.
Reyson hissed and gripped my arm.
“Well, it was mostly sacrifices and effigies, but I’m not complaining about this.”
I fit as much of him down my throat as possible. I touched my throat and used magic to disable my gag reflex. That spell had been floating around the academy when I was there, and it just came in so handy. Even with that, there was still only so much of him that would fit.
Reyson growled and tangled his hands in my curls as I worked him with my hand and mouth. This was such a turn-on. I’d always loved giving head, but there was something so erotic about pleasuring the God of Chaos.
Reyson let out a deep, resonant growl. He sat up and yanked me into this lap.
“Ride me, my witch!”
