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heat unfurled in her belly with the soft suckling he made on her foot.
    There was no resisting the sensations that flowed from the neglected body parts. Raker, satisfied that he’d aroused her interest, nibbled her ankle, moving ahead with his mouth up her leg, her inner thigh, until he was settled between her legs and she could do nothing but stare riveted at his dark head.
    The gleam in his eyes made her belly clench. “I love the taste of your sweet pussy. I see you’ve cleaned it for my dinner,” he murmured, his voice gravelly with lust.
    She bit her lip. She wanted to close her thighs, but the intrigue of feeling his mouth on her again was great. She shouldn’t want to feel him lick her there, not after the way he took advantage of her, but then again, she was a prize in battle, and she’d chosen this. Was it so wrong to want to enjoy herself with him? Had she turned herself into his whore?
    Release his grip on her thighs, he levered himself on his elbows, fanning his breath against her sex.
    “Hold yourself open for me,” he commanded.
    She shifted, feeling tense but moving to obey. He seemed to enjoy watching her touch the petals of her sex.
    “Rub your clit,” he said, his voice sounding so raw it sent a shiver through her. “I like seeing you touch your pussy. Push a finger inside.”
    Far from feeling embarrassed, him commanding her allowed her to do things she would have never dared before. It alleviated that sense of guilt she’d always possessed when doing anything naughty. Maybe her strict upbringing was partially to blame for that, but having him dominate her in the bed was oddly freeing when she knew she should feel no such blame. She could remain innocent if she was forced to do his bidding.
    Incredibly, touching herself felt good, almost as good as his rough fingers. She felt her clit swell under her touch, felt the cream of her body gather as she fingered her petals and pushed two digits inside her slick channel.
    He growled and dipped his head, scorching her with his breath and the hot swipe of his tongue up her slit.
    The heat grew inside her until she felt like she was burning alive. It traveled through her nerves, consuming her. She forgot to hold herself open for him, instead grabbing his thick hair and trapping him against her pussy. He grunted with satisfaction, lapping at her like a hungry beast. His fingers plunged inside her, curling against her cunt and driving that burning, aching need higher.
    They were just a tease. She squeezed against him, wanting and needing more. Had he drugged her with his body, that so quickly she could become used to the oddity of his race and magical cock, that mere foreplay was not enough for her anymore? She craved the strangeness of his dick inside her, but she was too proud to beg for him to fill her up—not with words.
    She moaned, arching her hips up to his face, her belly quivering and jerking as he fucked her with his tongue and fingers . He seemed to want to torture her, to make her beg, yet she lacked the willpower to belittle herself to him, even if it meant she would get not fulfillment.
    The pleasure reached toward the peak, and she quivered at the edge, but before she could climax, he withdrew from her.
    A frustrated groan tore from her throat.
    He did not leave her wanting him long. Maybe her reaction had sent him over the edge—she could only hope.
    He looped her legs around his hips, pinning her to the bed with his body as he pushed her down and parted her sex with his cock.
    She wanted to cry and beg, but couldn’t form words. She grabbed his back, frantically pulling him closer. A smile curled his lips, but he said nothing, merely worked his way inside her with slow, torturous movement, as if knowing she needed him more than he needed her.
    Bastard!
    She gasped and strained against his hold, dying inside for stimulation which he was slow in giving to her.
    “Do you want me?” he asked, his voice rough with passion.
    “I…I need to