Chapter 35 Aniyah
ANIYAH
In one savage move, he ripped his fingers from me, grabbed my ass, and lifted me to his face. Then he devoured me. Loud, wet, vulgar sounds filled the space in seconds. He sucked and slurped like my release was a sacred offering, and he’d been starved for it.
My arms gave out, my body twitching from overstimulation as pleasure rolled through me in waves too big to contain. His mouth, his hunger, it was too much and not enough.
I threaded my fingers through his hair, yanking him closer and holding him to me like he could breathe me in. Shoving his face deeper, I thrust up to meet him. If he wanted to drink, he was going to drown. If he wanted to taste, he’d choke on it.
As if reading my mind, his cum-slick fingers slid between my ass cheeks and teased that sensitive spot. I gasped, my spine arching, and then he plunged them in.
Pain sparked, sharp and sudden but twisted with pleasure. I was a supe. I could take it. My body knew how to heal, but right now, it wanted to break.
The orgasm hit with the sudden force of a lightning strike. My body locked up as stars burst behind my eyes, then I crashed down again, pulsing around the void he left behind. Ras didn’t stop. He sucked harder. Drank deeper. Got it all.
When I finally had the strength, I sat up and grabbed him by the hair, yanking him up into a kiss. Our tongues tangled, and I tasted it.
My cum.
He was holding it in his mouth like a secret.
I pulled back, breathless. My hand wrapped around his throat, fingers tightening.
“Open your mouth.”
Defiance flashed in his red eyes, so I tightened my grip.
He obeyed easily, far too easily.
His mouth fell open, and I watched as thick, pearly white slid over his tongue, toward the back of his throat.
He swallowed it down with a wicked grin.
*“Boom.”
The word hit like a spell.
Magic erupted across the room, a pulse of raw, ravenous hunger that slammed into me and bounced off the walls. A round of heady groans and pants filled the room as everything dialed up to a hundred, and I felt five sets of eyes watching me with a desperation that wasn't there before.
Ras’ head fell back, laughing like a lunatic until Lucus pushed him to the side and tried to yank me up off the bed, but this time, thanks to Ras’ magic, I was just as hungry.
My wings snapped open with a crack, propelling me across the room in a rush of wind and power. I landed in a slow, elegant hover, body bare and gleaming with sweat, wings spread wide in defiant glory.
With wide eyes and hitched breath, they all turned to me, practically foaming at the mouth with a carnal hunger none of them had ever experienced before.
“What the fuck did you do to me?!” Van barked, his pupils blown.
Ras let out a dark chuckle, that damned smirk glistening beneath the low lights.
“Oh,” he said, faux innocence painting his expression as he covered his mouth in a dramatic gasp.
“Did I forget to mention my demon gift? Once I drink cum…” he grinned wider, “I release a pheromone that triples your sexual desire. Makes you a little fuck-crazy.”
The moment snapped.
Lucus and Alic surged toward me, followed by Van and Maso. Lust was driving them wild, but this time, I was in control.
I darted low, flipping beneath Lucus’ outstretched arms, wings twisting mid-air as I spun upside down. He caught my legs in triumph. “Got you!”
“Got you,” I echoed. Using my magic hands, I unzipped him, and his cock sprang out like it was already waiting. Wrapping my hand around his thick cock, I gave it a firm squeeze before sliding my mouth over him in one smooth, filthy motion.
His body jolted like I’d shocked him.
He recovered fast. Letting go of my legs, he gripped my waist and dove in, burying his face between my thighs. His fangs dragged along the swollen, sensitive folds, and I gasped before locking my legs around his head.
Lucus didn’t let that slow him down. One hand trailed up my back, brushing over my wings, and I violently shivered at the contact. Then his other hand fisted in my hair and yanked hard, forcing my mouth deeper onto him until my eyes watered.
We hovered together, locked in a sixty-nine position, fucking each other's mouths with pure, unfiltered abandon.
Just as my legs trembled from the weight of pleasure, he sank his fangs into my clit and sucked. I screamed around him, the sound strangled and wet. His grip never loosened, bobbing my head over his cock again and again while I came hard against his face.
Determined to wreck him back, I reached between his legs, grabbed his balls, and gave a rough squeeze and pull.
Knees buckling, he crashed against the wall, moaning loud and long, his voice echoing through the room like a warning siren. His hips jerked wildly before driving in deep to unleash his release down my throat.
I drank every drop, licking and sucking until he was spent and gasping. Then he pulled me upright and slammed his lips into mine. The kiss was feral, blood, cum, and raw need mixing between our mouths.
“I love you, darling. I want to spend eternity loving you.” His entire body trembled against me, sated yet still caught in the aftershocks of pleasure.
Lifting a shaky hand, I responded, “And I’ll let you, my love.”
I should’ve realized there was no rest for the wicked like me.
Alic ripped me away just as I caught my breath, slamming me against the mirrored wall.
His mouth trailed hot kisses down my spine, lips covering every inch until he reached my ass.
He spread my cheeks and licked slow, purposeful circles around my rim until I was panting like a feral thing, ass out, needy and begging.
Then he speared his tongue deep, fucking me with it until I shattered, crying out as my already oversensitized body spasmed again.
He caught the slick pouring from my pussy, smeared it over his cock, and pressed two fingers inside me before lining up at my other entrance. My broken whimper echoed off the glass as he started to push in, one hand cupping my jaw to force me to look at our reflection.
“I want you to watch me take you,” he growled, lips trailing down my neck as he pressed deeper. He was so thick it felt like I might break.
Tears welled up as the blunt head pushed past my resistance. “Fuck,” he moaned, licking at the tears on my cheeks. “You’re perfect, Niya. So fucking tight.” He slid in deeper, his voice breaking. “Your ass is sucking me in like it was made for me.”
With a final, sharp thrust, he bottomed out, capturing my mouth again and kissing the pain away until it burned with pleasure instead.
We stayed like that for a beat, his cock buried in my ass, lips locked in a desperate kiss, then he started to move.
His hands gripped the base of my wings like handlebars, and with each thrust, the mirror shook. His rhythm grew wild, each slam harder, deeper, until I felt him teetering on the edge.
His groans deepened, teeth clenched. “Fuck, Niya. I love you. My mate. My only one.”
The words shattered him.
He pulled out at the last second, thick ropes of cum painting my back. He slapped his cock against my ass, groaning, before spinning me around and kissing me again, rough and desperate, like he’d never let go.
Burrowing his head into my neck, I looked past Alic to Van, trembling in need. His eyes were pleading, his soul laid bare, begging for me to come take him. To break him.
I kissed Alic on the cheek and slowly peeled myself away, cum still leaking from every hole. I was a mess, but Van looked at me like I was a goddess incarnate.
Instead of going straight to him, I walked past, sauntering to the bed and lying on my side, propped up on one elbow.
Maso tried to move toward me, his body fueled by Ras’ lust bomb, but the wooden floor bent beneath him. Soon, the floorboards lifted and created a small wall, sending him stumbling back as thick vines coiled around his limbs, pinning him in place.
Van’s glowing green eyes burned as he stood, voice laced with menace.
“You had your turn. She’s mine.”
From the corner, naked and lounging against the wall like the amused devil he was, Ras laughed, but he didn’t interrupt. Van was right; this was his moment.
“Take your pants off.”
His head snapped to me. He didn’t hesitate, immediately unzipping and sliding them down. The metal on his cock gleamed beneath the low light, and my thighs clenched at the sight.
“I only see you, Ni.”
He stepped out of his pants. My eyes flicked to the floor, and I purred, “Crawl to me.”
His breath stuttered. He dropped to all fours, eyes fluttering closed for a heartbeat before he looked up at me and started moving.
I watched the way his cock swung between his legs, the metal bars through the head of his cock adorned with diamonds at each tip. They caught the light like tiny stars, so it looked like he was crawling over jewels just to reach me.
When he reached the bed, he climbed up, sat back on his heels, and waited silently.
I swung my legs around and stood, letting my wings flutter out behind me. His eyes widened, mouth falling open as he took me in.
“Ni… look. Your wings. The color… it's beautiful.”
I turned toward the mirrored wall and saw it. My wings were no longer clear and sheer, but iridescent. A kaleidoscope of shimmering hues. Fairies’ wings only changed when they found their mates.
Smiling back at him, I asked, “Want to touch them?”
He nodded, his breath catching. His cock, already swollen, strained against the jeweled metal, ready to burst.
“Beg for it. Beg for me.”
His voice cracked.
“Please… Please let me touch your wings. Let me show them the devotion I carry for you.”
“And what else?” I pressed, my tone dark and inviting.
His breath quickened, sharp and shallow.
“I want you to take me. Use me. Fuck me in whatever way brings you pleasure. I want to feel your tight, slick walls choking my cock. I want the diamonds I wear for you to shine from the inside out.”
His words hit me hard. Honest. Raw. My pussy got wet again, just for him.