Page 85 of Feverburn

The mood shifted from candid to carnal as she hitched her leg over my hip, her body swaying towards mine. My length ridged against her center, searching, eager to bury. She pulled back her hips and coated my shaft, revealing her readiness. I pushed myself against her even more, creating a slick noise between us, audible evidence of what we were doing to each other. She gasped as I rolled on my back, grasping her waist to take her with me. Her soft thighs spread as my fingers traced the dagger and roses on her thigh.

She bent forward and kissed me, her nipples skimming my ribs. “Let me see you,”I said, lovingly pushing her to sit back up.

Thegoldenlight of the flame ran up her body beautifully, mixed with the blueish slant of moonlight pouring down from the window. Her skin was flawless, astunningmix of smooth paleness withgorgeoustattoos. I reached up in awe, tracing some of her ink before grasping one of her breasts. They were perfectly proportioned to her body, natural with a softness I would never tire of. She watched me drink her in while she ran her nails down my chest.

“What?”she whispered.

“You’re sogorgeous. Always. But now, in this light, you’re damn near taking my breath away.”

She leaned down, nuzzling my neck. “I was about to say the same thing. You look so handsome. Seeing the candlelight shining on your chest and abs makes my pussy flutter.”She chuckled at her sentiment.

Something so innocent but blunt ripped me back into my horny haze. “Oh, does it?”I asked as she lifted herself from my neck, settling her weight more across my lap, letting my cock separate her lips while she settled her clit on my shaft before she moved her hips. I held them, helping her motion. I stared at how she glided up and down my dick, separating herself but not letting it inside her.

“Show me more of you,”I nodded, urging her to pull up from me. She did, lifting herself from where she kneeled, tilting her hips so more of her core wasexposedto me. Transfixed, mesmerized inlust, I couldn’t look away.“Mmm, yeah, show me your pretty pussy.”She bit her lip, clearly liking my hungrypraise, and reached down to trail her fingers across her mound. I urged more,“Spread that pretty pussy for me.”Both of us now breathing heavily, she separated herself with her middle and ring finger. It was pink, glistening in the dim light. As she spread her pussy, it dripped on my cock.

“Do you like this? How it’s all wet for you?”she murmured.

“Mmm,”I nodded.“Touch yourself,”I commanded, still mesmerized.“Spread yourself for me again.”

She did, this time rubbing it against me purposefully before dipping her middle finger inside herself. I clenched my jaw, wanting just to watch her touch herself while also wanting to bury my cock inside her. She made the decision harder as she delved her finger again, rocking her body against her hand, forcing it deeper within her. Her knuckles dragged against my nuts with her motion, making them ache for relief.

She freed her hand. I grabbed it, and we pumped my shaft together, slicking it up. I traced a smooth path through her pussy with my cock before pushing it into her, causing a gasp toescapeher.

“Oh my god, baby,”she wound her hips.

“Do you feel my bare cock deep inside you?”I asked, feeling the tug of our perfect fit.

She nodded with a ragged breath of desperation.

“Do you want me to fill you? To fill that pretty pussy with what only I can give you?” I dragged my dick just right, making her feel every inch of me.

“Yeah,”she breathed.“I want all of you.”She put her hands over where mine held her hips, and we rolled together, maintaining eye contact. Her heat felt even more scorchingbare.

I wanted to turn her over so badly, but I could sense she wanted control over this. This blessing needed to be on her terms. Slowing down and grinding deeper, she threw her head back in moans like I had never heard come from her. With it, the flame danced to my right on the dresser. Its fire licking higher and higher from where it melted in the dish, pooling in layers of crimson.

The moonlight poured in from the sky above her, her body moving like the flame beside us. I worried each kiss, each graze, potentially brought her closer to death. Each stolen moment with me could be her last, and loving me could kill her.

I grasped her hips tighter in concern, fighting my orgasm and living one breath to the next. Rosie continued to undulate on me, her eyes closed and face cast to the ceiling while she whispered something, an incantation or spell. A pink flush radiated on her neck and collarbone. With the spread on her skin, the fire grew more, almost reaching the peacock feathers arching over in the vase.

The blaze caught her attention, setting her eyes magnetic and hungry. Her breasts heaved, her hips rocked, her hair swung, and her slick heat glided. I could feel a vortex surrounding us, funneling from me to her.

I knew we were entering some trance. Trying to be helpful, I put a hand over her heart and murmured,“You know what to do.”

Her delicate hand picked up a jar no bigger than a saltshaker with a wide corked lid. It looked like honey with something else in it, more granular. She dipped two fingers in and brought them coated up to my mouth. I sucked them dry, holding her wrist. The flavors of cinnamon, clove, and other spices tingled my tastebuds, along with the sweetness of honey.

“Keep it in your mouth,”she instructed.

She offered the jar, urging me to do the same. I fought a groan as she held my two fingers and sucked them dry, then lowered and sloshed the spiced honey between our mouths in a Frenchkiss. It felt debaucherouslyforbiddenandancientand a little too fucking good.

“Now take it in,” she whispered. We swallowed, and she licked my lips clean before pulling up.

“You’re cherished, Carson.” The candle popped beside us. “You protect anyone who loves you. They’re never harmed. Anyone who loves you is blessed.”

The air grew hot, and all my senses bristled, urging me to surrender as the line between our bodies and spirits blurred, primal knowledge taking over. I was aware of my lover and something else familiar I couldn’t pinpoint.

Her hips shifted in a fluid motion, spinning hersensualspell. I watched as her body controlled the flame, mirroring how it swayed and rolled in the night. She clenchedtightaround me as she cried out before an orgasm shook through her, mine following shortly after. As my orgasmic offering mixed with her velvety heat, she closed her eyes and hummed. It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my entire fucking life. Like her body was craving every single drop, every single sensation.

She kept my cock in her body but pulled up slightly to dab where we joined, only to lean forward to extinguish the flame with her cum coated fingertips. My mouth parted, watching it while we breathed heavily and looked at each other astonished before she collapsed on me.

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