I flailed my hands, but with my arms pinned to my sides I could do nothing to push Mav away as his hot mouth covered mine, the pressure firm and confident, making my stomach squirm.
A monster was kissing me. The monster I killed!
He sucked my bottom lip, running his tongue over it, and my chest hitched with a gasp. Mav took full advantage of my mouth parting, and the squirming in my belly intensified when his tongue slid along the length of mine. He didn't kiss like a monster; he kissed better than anyone I'd ever kissed in the hutch, and heat gathered all across my body, pooling especially hot between my legs.
I told myself the whimpers in my throat were complaints, but when Mav sucked on my tongue, the noises became groans. Why did it have to feel so good? My face burned with embarrassment even as I chased Mav’s tongue with my own, flicking with tentative licks and jumping at the deep, rumbling sound Mav made in response.
He dragged his hot mouth down my jaw to my neck and I stiffened at the kisses he covered me in, luxurious and sucking, his tongue lapping at my skin.
"Oh, you're a good girl, aren't you?" he said, his voice thick with desire. "Did you fight me because you wanted me to remind you who's in charge?"
"What?" My tongue moved sluggishly. I wanted him to suck on it again. "I … no…"
"You don't sound so sure, firecracker," he laughed, scraping his teeth over my hammering pulse and chuckling at the sharp, choked sound I made.
I swore I felt his mouth on my clit as well as my neck, and I shook within the coil of his tentacles. I wanted my hands free, wanted to touch his bare chest to see if his skin there was as velvety as his tentacles.
What waswrongwith me?
"Did Sang get you all worked up earlier?" he asked, his smirking mouth brushing my throat. "Did he leave you aching, desperate for me?"
At the memory, my pussy throbbed, and I gasped. "How … how did you know about that?"
"He's my friend, my brother," Mav chuckled. "You didn't think he'd tell me and Void about your drippy little cunt? Or the way you screamed when he didn't let you come?"
"Oh god," I groaned, my face burning hot.
I felt his tentacles shift around me, and then I jumped when something brushed my inner thigh then rose higher, flicking over my clit and making my whole body tighten.
"Did your poor clit hurt when he stopped touching you?" Mav asked, his breath hot on my neck. "Did you throb, deep inside, desperate to come?"
I squeezed my eyes shut, writhing.
"Are you desperate now?" he taunted, pressing the tentacle against my clit and laughing when my hips bucked at the flash of stimulation. "If I slide inside your underwear right now, would you soak my tentacle? I bet you would, wouldn't you? Needy girl."
My face was on fire, my chest burning too. Any fight and magic had fled my system, but that was no longer as important as the firm touch between my legs, slowly massaging my clit until I was aching and pulsing.
I threw my second knife aside, not paying attention to where it landed. I didn't care that I was just a plaything to Mav; I wasdesperatefor these touches, desperate to feel okay for just a few minutes.
"You're not gonna fight me, are you?" Mav asked, more seriously as a full limb unwound from around my middle.
I shook my head fast, my eyes wide when he rose to his full height and met my gaze, lust darkening his aqua eyes.
"No?" he pressed.
"No," I breathed, thick with desire I had no chance of hiding.
He raised an eyebrow, expectant. "No what?"
"Ah." I licked my bottom lip, nervous and needy. "No … Mav?"
He laughed, his eyes crinkling and his tentacle pausing its stroking. "Fuck, you're cute. How did an adorable creature like you kill me?"
"I'm really sorry about that," I rushed out, wincing. "I had a bad day, and I just needed … I needed the rush. It was nothing personal, I mean it. It could have been anyone."
Mav smirked, his beautiful eyes lit with amusement. "So I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time?"
I nodded fast. "Exactly. So, um, you're not … going to stop, are you?"