Page 51 of Shattered Magic

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Page 51 of Shattered Magic

“Oh.” The heavy ram’s horns on his head took up most of this angle, and he was snugly situated between her breasts until he moved his head to kiss and bite his way up one breast, flicking her nipple with his tongue and then over to the other.

Whichever creator linked the nipples to the clit needed to answer for their joke. Her thighs jerked with every flick.

She felt his teeth and knew he was smiling. He moved to her left side, and it caused her to squirm a little. The sensations were different. Her body was a fan of the left.

He sucked with slow, long draws, and her sex slicked. The physical world was definitely different.

Zerul slid his hand up her thigh to her hip and rocked her against him. Hari gasped and squeaked because his teeth carefully held her nipple as he moved the rest of her.

When he released his teeth from around her, she whimpered, and he continued to move lower until his head was wedged between her thighs.

Her hands slammed onto his horns as he pressed his lips and jaw into her. His tongue snaked into her, and one hand stroked her lower belly while his thumb rocked against her clit.

Hari’s mind scrambled to hold onto her thoughts, but her sex felt tense, tenser, and then slow flutters deep inside filled her with relaxed satisfaction.

His tongue teased her opening a few times, and when she flexed her thighs around him, he raised his head, licking his lips.

His tongue was longer than she was used to seeing, and she let out a strangled, “Where did that come from?”

“Anhara, I keep it for special occasions.” He chuckled and moved up her body, sliding the pointed head of his cock against her opening. “I will stop at any time.”

She focused on his glowing eyes, the silhouette of horns and the pinkish light of dawn colouring his shoulders. She nodded. “You had better.”

He smiled and pressed into her.

She arched when there was the feeling of intense pressure, and she doubted Steerik’s work, but then he continued until he was pressed into her all the way.

Hari exhaled slowly, and Zerul looked at her with concern. “All is good?”

“Yeah. You fit. No pain.”

“No panic?”

“None. So, do you have a thing for soaking?” She smiled at him.

He grinned. “Yes, but now is not the time for that. My compliments on your knowledge base.”

“Those who can’t do, study.”

He leaned down and kissed her as he started to move inside her. It was a slow caress, and he shifted his hips to change angles, and each thrust made the pleasure brighter.

She lifted her hips to meet his and wrapped a leg around his thighs.

He asked softly, “Can I move you?”

She blinked and nodded. He withdrew, and she whined. He was so warm. He flipped her to her belly and licked the marks on her back where the wings should be.

The sound that came out of her mouth wasn’t something she had heard before, but the bed vibrated with the energy she had expended. He slid into her again and groaned when he was in to the hilt, his belly pressing against her ass.

He leaned over her, weighing her down and whispering in her ear, “Now, Anhara, let’s find out what my teeth do.”

His thrusts picked up speed, and he moved her hair out of the way and bit the nape of her neck. The pain seared through her and ran down her fingers and toes, focused in her back, and then she felt the surge of energy as her wings bloomed outward. She felt them having sex, felt her wings stretch out, and then she shuddered as another orgasm pulsed through her.

Zerul groaned and pushed deep, holding himself inside her and between her wings. He released her neck and licked at the wounds. He sighed softly, “All better.”

She grunted. His body was keeping her new wings out at her sides, but it felt like doing unexpected splits in the middle of her back.

Hari whispered, “Off. Please.”




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