Chapter 53 #3
I lift my head, smiling at her darkly. “Your thighs are soaking baby. Is that what I do to you, do I make your little cunt drip?”
She nods, sucking her lower lip between her teeth. I bring my hand up from her thighs, slapping it across her cheek before gripping her chin. She gasps in surprise but her eyes spark with delight.
“Words, Daisy. You know the rules by now,” I growl.
“Yes,” She breathes. “Yes, you make me so wet, Korithax.”
I groan in satisfaction, lowering my mouth back to her nipple and sucking hard as my hand finds her cunt.
I run my middle finger through her slit, gathering her juices and rubbing it over her swollen clit in slow circles.
Her hips buck again, and I force my weight onto her so she can’t move as I suck at her nipple, flicking my tongue in time with my finger.
“Gods, Korithax. Please!” She moans, grasping onto my horns as I tease her body.
I don’t deign to answer as I continue torturing her nipple and pussy whilst she writhes beneath me, desperate for release.
But I don’t want to give it to her, not yet.
I want her begging. I want her soaking and needy and on the verge of tears before I give her what she wants.
I need a release, and using her body is the perfect way to find it.
I pull away when her breaths start to come in little pants, and her thighs tremble. Pushing myself onto my haunches, I stare down at her, laughing sadistically.
“Whyyyyyy?” She whines, panting as she rubs her thighs together in desperate search of friction.
I push my middle finger into my mouth and groan at the taste of her. Gods, she tastes so fucking sweet, it’s addictive.
“Spread your thighs, princess,” I murmur around my finger.
A blush spreads across her pretty little face, but she does as I ask, moving her feet apart so I have the perfect view of her cunt. She has the most perfect pussy I’d ever seen, and I couldn’t wait to be buried inside of her.
A knock sounds at the door, and I can’t stop the furious growl that escapes me. “What?” I bark.
“Uh, breakfast, Your Highness.” A servant’s voice quakes from the other side of the door.
“Leave it outside and fuck off,” I snap.
“Korithax!” Daisy scolds before shouting a thank you to the help.
“My breakfast is spread before me, and I don’t like to be disturbed when I’m about to eat.”
Her eyes go wide as I grin at her, lowering my head between her thighs.
I place my arms under her legs, pulling them further apart and digging my fingers into her supple skin.
I don’t waste any more time and drag my tongue straight from her hole to her clit in one slow motion, savouring the taste of her.
She throws her head back against the pillow, moaning loudly as I begin to devour her, lapping my tongue up and down her slit, flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue, and sucking it so hard she gasps.
She grips the sheets, writhing beneath me as I continue to eat her, not giving her a chance to catch her breath as I nip and suck at her swollen, sensitive clit.
I take one of my hands and slide my middle and ring fingers inside her, stretching her tight hole as I move them in and out gently, curling them up towards that delicious, sensitive spot that has her screaming my name as I feast upon her.
I feel her walls tightening around my fingers as she builds towards an orgasm, and I instantly pull away, making sure she doesn’t have the chance to fall over the edge.
She screams in frustration at her second orgasm denial, and my eyes widen as I watch the curtain go up in bright white flames around us. I quickly extinguish them with my magic and look at her with shock etched onto my face.
“Did I do that?” She pants, her face red and sweaty.
I nod, then burst into laughter, the sound booming around the room as her cheeks go even redder from embarrassment.
“Looks like you’ve found a way to reach your power, princess,” I smirk.
“Orgasm denial, apparently, you asshole,” she growls, and I swear it sounds just as animalistic as when I do it.
“I like your feisty side, baby. What else you got?” I ask, quirking a brow.
She moves quickly, using her legs to flip me onto my back. Before I know what’s happened, she’s straddling me with a huge grin on her face.
“What the fuck?” I ask in utter shock.
“Turns out, I’m strong too.” She says sassily, quirking her brow back at me.
Without giving me another second to think, she lowers herself onto my throbbing cock and slams herself down to the hilt with a scream of pain and pleasure.
“FUCK!” I roar, gripping her hips so hard I know it’ll bruise.
She leans forward, placing her hands on my chest as her golden hair falls around her like a curtain.
She stares down at me, her ocean eyes looking into my soul as she begins riding my cock.
Each time she slams her hips down, a hiss of pain escapes her, but she doesn’t stop.
She continues to rise and lower herself, her nails digging so hard into my chest that blood begins to bead underneath her fingers.
“I’m gonna come.” She moans loudly, thrusting her hips back and forth to grind her clit against me.
“Come for me, baby,” I groan.
I feel her cunt tighten around me to a vice-like grip as her orgasm begins to tear through her body.
“That’s it. Come all over my fucking cock, you filthy girl.”
Her screams fill the room, the walls beginning to shake as the pleasure ripples through her body. I watch in awe as she rides out her high, the bed and floors now trembling along with her. She collapses onto my chest, but I’m still not done with her.
I grip her hands behind her back and pin her to me as I begin relentlessly thrusting into her, my cock soaked with her pleasure. She shakes against me as I ruthlessly use and abuse her body for my own high. She bites down on my chest, the pain taking my pleasure to a whole new level.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” I groan as I feel myself getting close to the edge.
She lifts her head to face me, and I stare into her eyes, the sight of her utterly devastating. “Fill me, Korithax. Please.”
Those words unravel me, and I slam myself into her again, tearing another orgasm from her as I go still, my cock pulsing as I spill into her, filling her just as she asked. We ride through our orgasms together, panting hard as the pleasure ebbs through us both.
“Gods,” I pant, dropping my head against the bed. “I will never, ever get tired of fucking you.”
She giggles, pushing herself off of me and falling to my side. “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of it either,” she breathes.
I pull her to me, her head resting on my chest as she uses her thumb to swipe at the beads of blood she left behind. I pull her hand up to suck the blood off, but she beats me to it and places the thumb into her own mouth, sucking it clean herself.
“Fuck. That made me hard again,” I mutter, watching as her tongue laps up the last of the blood.
“Tough,” she laughs. “You’ve had your distraction. Now what’s wrong?”
I sigh, the ecstasy of what just happened vanishing like smoke.
Her warmth is still on my skin, her scent thick in the air.
Daisy rests her cheek against my shoulder, tracing lazy little circles across my sternum.
But she’s not stupid. She knows I’m stalling, and she’s waiting.
I tilt my head and press a kiss to her forehead.
“I’m not going to like this, am I?” She whispers.
“No,” I rasp. “You’re not.”
She lifts her head and looks at me with those too-perceptive eyes—oceans kissed by shadow now.
The black rings around her eyes are a part of Dasmyrin’s immortality shining through her.
She’s so beautiful it hurts. And I know the second I open my mouth I’m going to watch the light dim in her eyes again.
I sit up slowly, pulling her with me until we’re both sitting against the headboard. Her legs drape across mine, her arms curled around her knees. She looks so small, like she’s trying to fold in on herself already.
I run a hand through my hair, exhaling hard. “My father is dead.”
Her breath catches. “What?”
“I forced him to take a truth elixir earlier this morning, and after he told me everything, he just… died. It’s like his soul was holding on to give me what I needed.”
A moment of silence stretches between us. Daisy’s lips part, her eyes going wide, but she stays silent, letting me continue on.
“The Divine Six opened the gates to the Fae universe and promised them power in exchange for helping them destroy Dasmyrin. When the Fae failed, they were cut off, and the door between universes was sealed, leaving only their offspring behind.” I pause, watching as her expression darkens with every word, like she’s slowly remembering too.
“But that wasn’t all. There’s another universe, Daisy.
One even fewer know about. And the Divine Six…
they made contact. My father didn’t know much, just a name. ”
She leans in, almost afraid to breathe. “What name?”
“The Saerathi.”
She blinks at me, a small frown forming in the crease of her brow. “I don’t remember anything or anyone with a name like that.”
“They made contact with a realm called Aetherhollow. There’s something there.
Something ancient. The Divine Six have been gathering secrets, magic, and power.
Power beyond anything we know, even beyond Elyistria’s reach.
There’s a Grimoire with records of every spell and secret the Divine Six learned.
But it’s hidden, and my father didn’t know where. ”
Daisy swallows, her throat working hard. “Why tell me all this now?”
I take her hand in mine, pressing it against my heart.
“Because the throne is empty. And the moment my father took his last breath, the crown became mine. I have to ascend, Daisy. Within the next twenty-four hours. If I don’t, we leave Hell vulnerable.
And that’s a risk I can’t afford. Not with the Six hunting us.
Not with you here, knowing who and what you are. Not now.”
She stares at me, her heartbeat thundering so loud I can hear it pulsing against my eardrums. “You want me by your side,” she says softly.
“I need you by my side.” My voice cracks. “But I’ll never force it. You’re my wife and my mate. That means more to me than a fucking crown. If all you want is to live here with me, far from politics and power—I’d give it to you. I’d burn every last inch of Hell to give it to you.”
Her eyes fill with tears.
“But if you can be my queen…” I whisper.
“Even just for the ceremony. Even just to anchor the realm. Then I’ll give you everything, and no one will touch you.
No one will command you, Daisy. Not even me.
You’ll be free. But I need your light to get through this darkness, little flower.
I can’t…” I swallow the lump forming in my throat. “I can’t do it alone.”
Her fingers tighten around mine as she blinks away stray tears. “I don’t know how to be a queen,” she says.
I kiss her hand softly. “You already are.”
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