Page 19 of Desire

“Please, sir,” Emma begged, her voice hoarse as she bucked her hips against his face. “I’m so close.”

She shrieked, clutching at his hair.

Dante thrust two fingers inside her, curling them to hit her G-spot. “That’s it, scream for me,” he commanded, his voice low and raspy. “Now, you can come for me.”

Her body jerked with overwhelming pleasure. Her hands clung to his hair as her orgasm took over. She cried out, her voice echoing through the dungeon.

Dante continued to lap up her juices as she shuddered through her orgasm. He could feel her body start to calm down, and when she was finished, he moved up to kiss her.

“My beautiful fairy,” he whispered against her lips. “You did so well.”

He lifted her up in his arms and carried her over to the bed.

“Are you going to fuck me now?” she asked in a small but hopeful voice.

“No, my sweet. Not tonight. But maybe, if you feel brave enough to visit me again, we can take this further.”

He lay down beside her on the bed, wrapping them in a cool cotton blanket. He rubbed her back and she lightly dozed on his chest for a while. He refused to let reality in just yet. Even though that voice of conscience was beating down his mental doors, demanding to know just what the hell he had done.

“I should go,” she said, rousing from the lazy haze. Sitting up, Emma adjusted her mask and looked around the room, biting her lip.

“Would you like to borrow a robe, Queen Mab?”

“Yes, please. Yes, sir.”

He reluctantly got up, hesitant to leave her, and wrapped her in one of Jana’s clean robes. “This should get you out of the dungeons unscathed. Unless you’re looking to play some more?”

He wouldn’t give her up so easily, if she did. But she shook her head.

“Thank you, sir,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “That...that was more than I ever imagined.”

“Your pleasure is my reward, Mab,” he replied, forcing himself to keep his tone steady.

He walked her out of his dungeon and to the gates that separated Club Inferno from the elevators that would lead her outside or to Couture where her apartment was.

“Happy Halloween,” she said to him as the elevator doors opened.

“Did you enjoy your trick or treat?” he asked.

She nodded.

He blew her a kiss as the elevator doors closed.

When she was safely out of Club Inferno, he let out a breath. He wasn’t sure what was going to happen tomorrow. Or how he was going to face her or her parents over dinner. He wondered if Emma would tell him she was Queen Mab, or if would she pretend it never happened?

No matter what she decided, Dante would treasure the memory of tonight. With a sigh, he went back to the dungeon. He would command his subs to provide pleasure and punishment on his behalf. Tonight, he couldn’t think of touching another after tasting Emma’s sweetness.