Chapter 27 Ban #3
Right now, with her life spiraling out of control, sex is one of the few things she does have a say in. Her fingers rip at my pants, and I help her to undo the belt and tug them down. My cock springs free, and her fingers still.
Tilting her gaze up again, I let my breath dance across her face. “First time, you said, little Queen?”
She swallows, the familiar defiance shining in her eyes as she reaches out and grips my dick between her fingers, dragging her grip up and down. It feels good, even if her touch is a little tight, and a pinch forms between her brows as she tries to get the rhythm right.
Kissing her nose, I eat up the irritated look she gives me. “Let me, my queen.”
She gasps when the shadows scoop her up, dropping her backward until the magic can cradle her. Her legs splay wide over the shadows, and I press a hand down near her hip and meet her eyes. At least this way I can ensure nothing bothers her back.
Our gazes clash, and she tries to wrap her legs around me. “Not yet.”
I drop down, the shadows helping me lift her to just the right height so I can stare at her soaking wet pussy. I’m not sure when she decided to turn the tables toward sex, but I’m not complaining as I slide a finger along her glistening hole.
Neve moans, bucking against the shadows. Her hands try and fail to grab them, and I chuckle to myself before I nip her inner thigh.
“Ban!” she gasps, trying to press onto her elbows. I add frost to the shadows, and it gives her something to grasp onto to push up. “The soldiers–”
“Now you’re worried?” I ask with a chuckle, pressing a finger to her clit. She gasps again, nearly falling back onto the shadows, and bites her lip instead. “You worry about those pretty little noises you keep making, Neve. I’ll worry about the rest.”
When I push a finger inside her, she drops back again, a loud moan slipping free. I do a double-take towards the door, freezing the whole frame before I lose focus so no one interrupts.
Her hips rock faster than my hand, trying to get me to move quicker. I haven’t had the chance to taste her since the time in her bedroom, and it’s long overdue. Kneeling down, I drag my tongue up her pussy, listening to her excited squeal, before diving in.
She gasps, trying to bolt up again to see me, and this time I use the shadows to band around her wrists.
Powerful as she is, I’ve seen very few types of magic be able to break through the shadowy restraints.
Her hooded eyes meet mine when she finally stops trying to pull away.
Keeping my other hand on her clit, I massage the little bud until she begins to shake.
If she’s never had sex like she’s hinted, then I want her ready. I want her to be able to take everything I give her.
“Ban,” she whispers again, squirming along the shadows. “Ban, don’t tease me. We don’t have time.”
I freeze my finger inside her, and she arches off the shadows with a scream.
It echoes around the room, and I shift up to seal my lips over her clit as she shatters for me.
I watch her break, all the walls she keeps up falling down.
And I swear, I can almost feel my magic inside her when she tries to struggle against me.
“We’ll make time,” I tell her, standing when her back finds the shadows again.
She’s panting hard, and it’s a good thing she decided to forgo any of her dresses.
They wouldn’t survive anyway. After dragging her down the shadow bed I’ve created, I fist my cock with one hand, and once again, she’s sitting up trying to see.
She bites her bottom lip, watching my hand I’d love to put my hand against the back of her head and have her choke for me before we move on, but time is technically against us. The longer we are here, the more likely it is that someone will find us and possibly report our presence to the Mad Queen.
“I don’t think that’s going to fit, mage,” she gasps, but her body rolls down the shadows anyway, seeking out mine.
Bending over her, I press a chaste kiss to her lips. “This time, little Queen, we’ll play nice. But if you want to be bratty next time, I’ll fold you over the cliffs and let you scream into the shadows.”
Her eyes roll as I pull her closer, her teeth biting into her lip once more as she digs her nails into my wrist. I grin down at her, running the tip of my cock against her pussy until she whimpers.
When that little crease between her brows forms again, ready to mouth off and tell me to move, I push the head into her.
Neve whimpers, twisting on the shadowy bed. I drop the restraints from around her wrists, and her arms band around mine as her eyes fly open.
“Good girl, little Queen,” I say, blowing icy breath across her face. She tenses for an instant, dropping her head back, and I shove the rest of the way inside her.
She screams, uttering curses, and her hands turn to ice so she can slap my arms. I start to move inside her, those cries mixing with moans, and I grasp her chin to watch the war in her gaze.
Her icy hands drag down my arms, leaving dark red marks behind, and she wraps her legs around my thighs as I snap my hips forward again. Her cry turns to a gasp, eyes half-hooded as she watches me.
Grinning, I drag my thumb across her lower lip. She pops her mouth open, and if she hadn't told me, I wouldn’t assume she was inexperienced. “Good girl.”
“More,” she moans, eyes wide as she holds my gaze. “More, mage. I want my brain to stop working for a while.”
That I can do.
Picking up my pace, she gives me those delightful little cries again. I drag one hand down her body, teasing first one nipple then the other before leaving a trail of ice behind and sliding further down her body. It won’t freeze her like I would anyone else, but it heightens all of her senses.
“Ban,” she gasps, squirming to rock against the shadows and meet my thrusts. I use the magic to lift her hips higher, twisting her into an arch, and Neve cries out again.
Using the shadows, I bind her wrists above her head once more and use one shadowy wisp to tease along her clit. Keeping her arched, I can drive my cock deeper inside her until she screams.
“Ban!”
Grinning to myself, I pull out just long enough to let the shadows work their magic.
She’s soaked my cock, the orgasm leaving her shaking, so flipping her around to lie on her stomach with the help of the darkness is easy.
Neve gasps, disoriented as I catch her hips, the shadows cushioning her stomach when she rolls.
After I slide back into her with one hard thrust, she scrambles against the shadows without finding purchase. There’s nothing for her bound hands to grip onto, and she shoots me a desperate look over her shoulder.
Leaning in, I kiss her throat before skating my teeth down her skin. She whimpers, grinding back against me when I’ve bottomed out and left her shaking again. “Good girl. Give me one more, Your Majesty.”
Her mouth pops open as she stays twisted, eyes misty when I slam into her again and again. Her whimpered cries are lost between the smack of our skin, and my eyes flash when a bluish shine dances across her back, and her pussy clenches around me again.
It’s like the magic is reacting, but I’m not sure if it’s mine or hers. Interesting.
“Come for me again, my queen,” I hiss, gripping both of her hips when her head drops again. My balls tighten the harder I fuck her, and she withers before me as I flex my fingers.
I only wanted to keep her safe. Now I’m not certain I can ever let her go.
Neve screams again, and I follow her over the edge with a grunt.
When I finally still, she goes slack beneath me, the blue glow lingering against her back.
I keep my gaze there as I try to catch my breath, watching for several moments until it fades, and Neve lets out a contented sigh, peering over her shoulder again.
I pull away, noticing the barest tinge of pink against the tip of my cock, and I quickly release her hands from the shadowy restraint.
She groans with relief, sinking further into the shadows.
I use her exhaustion to my advantage, the ice bracketing my cock for a moment so I can somewhat clean myself up before searching for a cloth and something for her.
“You can let the shadows drop,” she says tiredly. “I need to get up.”
Rolling my eyes, I use the first scrap of material I find, cleaning myself before turning back to her. A bath would be better, but we’ve already overstayed our welcome. We should be moving already.
“Rest for a minute,” I say, finding her on her side when I turn back. She’s studying me with hooded eyes. “Rest would do you wonders.”
“Rest is a luxury allotted for people who have the time.”
Sighing, I wipe her down. She doesn’t complain, letting me run the material between her legs before balling it up and throwing it across the room. We aren’t going to be back in this room for a long time, perhaps ever.
She props herself up on one elbow, watching me through her disheveled hair. If the noise wasn’t a good hint, her hair sure doesn’t hide what we were doing. “Do you think–”
Banging on the door interrupts her, and immediately, my staff is back in my hand as I fix my pants and Neve straightens. Zarev’s voice carries through the door. “Could you two stop fucking long enough for us to get out of here?”