you’r e in so much fucking trouble.” He said, and went to the large silk covered deck lounge. He knelt on the cushion. “Take the dress off. I want to see your shadow Scars.”
"Trouble? Baby you’re the one that ended up passed the hell out last time we did this." She stood fluidly, unzipping her dress and letting it fall to the floor.
Caleb went to his feet and unbuttoned his crimson shirt, and then tossed it over the arm of one of the closer chairs. He was imposing standing above her, a sexy smile plastered on his face. He watched her undress, his hands at the lip of his pants.
“Only because you’re sexy ass drugged me. Payback woman.”
He flicked a finger and unbuttoned the top button of his slacks, the action making the slightest fluctuations in the muscles in his chest and torso. He was cut, deliciously so, defined perfectly but not to the point of overdoing it.
"Maybe, but you still drank the stuff. Here," she fell to her knees in front of him, her fingertips dancing over his front down to the zipper. "Let me take care of that." She deftly slid his pants off, taking his hardened shaft into her hands.
Caleb bit back a groan. “Woman you have been wanting to do that since last night. So get your fill, cuz in about ten minutes I’m going to fill you up and you’re going to be screaming.”
"I'll hold you to that." She lapped at him gently tasting his tip, down his shaft then his sac experimentally drawing it into her mout h with a moan. She drew away from it, licking back up to take him wholly into her mouth, swallowing him down completely, her lips tight around his base as her hands cupped his sac.
Caleb growled and gripped her hair and then gently pulled her up off his shaft. “Oh no… that’s not how this is going to work…” he said through clenched teeth and flipped her over onto her knees. She was beautiful, looked back at him with a cant to her head. Her Shadow Scars were writhing, but slowly. The damn cuff was impeding his good time. He needed to get her bound, and quickly, so he could explore all that was her Shadows.
"And just how is this going to work?" Her tongue ran over her glistening lips as a fine tremor of anticipation ran through her.
Caleb smirked and gripped her hips and ran his cock along her nether lips. “Oh it’s going to work just fine…” he said and positioned himself and slammed into her, fitting like a key into a lock. He grunted and didn’t give her a second to adjust. Her body was warm, welcoming and tight as hell. He hissed and worked her hard, closing his eyes feeling the powers that made his race what they were come to the forefront.
She fisted the deck , her nails scoring into the wood of the floor. Pushing back on him she moaned, the dark Shadows of her tattoo slowly making their way to reach out for him just as his power built between them growing in intensity.
Caleb leaned down and offered her a pillow. “Baby you might wanna bite down on this,” he commented and then bit her shoulder. “Naughty little Demon. You shouldn’t have kept me from this tight little pussy so long… You’re gripping me like you have been starving for my cock…”
His magic roared in him. “So fucking tight and warm baby… And you on your fucking knees with your ass in the air is perfect.” He slapped her ass hard.
She came violently bucking back onto him , thrusting her hands between her legs to grasp him. The Shadows though muted, danced and writhed reaching for him but never quite making it.
“That’s it baby… s houlders down… don’t make me do it for you… and no touching… I will restrain you. Take it Shade…” he gripped her hips harder and then swiveled his hips. “Ummm gotta make more room than that baby…” he murmured. The magic rolled over them and he gasped as he felt it release from his aura.
She came again screaming him name into the night. Her face was flat on the floor the pillow forgotten scattered across out of reach.
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Jonathan Strahan; Lou Anders