“Mmmmmm,” she gritted out, despite her best efforts to keep it in. Her eyes blazed through me as her determination took over her wanton desires. “I’m serious Bash. You want to possess me body and soul and say‘mine mine mine…’ but are youmine? Do I get to claimyou? Do you even love me? I’m not the weak little witch I was at your mansion in New York.”
“If you think love is everything it’s cracked up to be, you’ve never felt obsession. It runs deeper, darker, and is more all-consuming than love could ever be. I’m obsessed with you, and my claim on you was only the beginning,” I admitted. If she needed to hear how utterly gone I was for her, she’d hear it. “Of course, I’m yours–I have been since the day your perky ass passed by me in the park. I searched the entire world for you, every fucking nook and cranny, and I killed anyone who got in my way. I’d only do that for someone who owned me, my every desire, and my black, cold heart.”
At the mention of unaliving people, she gushed. I hooked my digits so they reached that tender spot deep inside her. I had barely started and already, her lust was satiating me. I couldn’t wait to gorge on it and feel my power swell.
“Oh yeah?Did you just cream yourself over that, my twisted little slut? I ended men’s lives with my bare hands and watched the life drain from their scared, quivering faces… Felt their blood run down my arms. Heard the snap of their necks and their screams for mercy. I’d do it all over again, too. I meant it when I said I’d doanythingfor you.”
She writhed on my fingers, each tilt of her hips a desperate plea for more friction. Her greedy little cunt couldn’t get enough of me. Dipping my head down, I inhaled her unique scent. Roses and a hint of something…familiar. It drove me mad. I split my tongue in two before lightly licking her clit and circling it in tight motions. My tongues worked her in tandem, running around the sensitive little bundle of nerves to drive her insane. A few stray beads of sweat ran down her forehead as her breathing quickened. I ran my fingers over that sensitive spot inside her again just as I bit down on her clit. She was so close…just at the edge of orgasm. It would only take a little more to push her off the cliff.
So I stopped. The recharge rush from her sexual frustration was a huge power boost.
I pulled my fingers out and sat back to take in her flushed, pink skin and parted lips.
“Who do you belong to, Diana?” I looked at her expectantly, but instead of telling me the truth, a wicked smile curled her lips.
“No one,” she rasped as she slipped two fingers inside her cunt. The sight of her pleasuring herself was too good. I watched her for a few long moments before I waved my hand and her arms were instantly bound.Perks of dreamweaving. Bash, one. Diana, zero.
“Wrong answer.” I wanted to have patience. I knew she was angry, and Desmond had explained why, but the deep-seated need to claim her roared inside me. “Maybe I wasn’t clear enough before when I said I’d do anything for you. I take care of what’s mine. I’d give you your darkest desire.”
I closed my eyes and searched through her subconscious.Tom Ellis…Paul Rudd…Leo DiCaprio…Idris Elba…that red-headed guy from Game of Thrones… Seems like she has a bit of a Daddy kink.I eventually found some vivid daydreams of Azazel I could work with.
“YouDirty Birdie. Some of these daydreams are straight out of an erotic novel. Seems you spend a lot of time thinking aboutZazand what his mouth feels like…”
“What of it?” she asked, her voice dripping with defiance. I loved that my little cock whore had no shame about her desires.
I concentrated on Azazel, using our mindlink to breach his subconscious. Once I established a link, I formed a clear image of him in my mind. I thought of his cascade of curly hair, coy smile, amber eyes, and the peaks and slopes of his muscular body before I weaved him into the dreamscape. He appeared on a chair in the corner of the room dressed in only a pair of black joggers, surprised to see us.
Diana gaped. The shock that flitted across her face wascomical. She had no clue what I was capable of…the things she could experience with me if she’d only give in and let herself.
“Bash, is that actually Azazel?!” she whisper-shouted at me. “Does he know you’re doing this?”
“Azazel’s subconscious is linked, yes. He knows he’s part of our dream, and he has full control over his actions in this dream. Hey,Zaz,” I flirted. Diana’s nickname for him was cute. Desmond and I had just called him Az when we dated him.
“Bash,” he said my name like a warning. Like he was trying to curtail my mischievous ways.Ah, just like old times.He turned to Diana. “Is he making you uncomfortable?”
“No. Although this dream did take me by surprise, too. He searched through my subconscious and saw some daydreams I had about you…” she trailed off awkwardly, her face blushing. “And here you are.”
“Oh, yeah,” he said, cocky as all-fuck. All angels, disgraced or not, were full of themselves. He got up from the chair and moved to sit at the end of the bed. “And what was I doing in those daydreams, Bash?”
Diana tried to interrupt, but I moved my finger inside her again, agonizingly slow. A soft moan escaped her lips. “You kissed all over her sopping wet cunt. Then you flipped her over and gave her somethingextra special. A long, thick surprise.”
“Mmm, I don’t know if I should do that…I’m supposed to be your ‘guardian angel’...but technically, I’m not. Once we go there together, I won’t be able to go back. My feelings for you run too deep for this to be a onetime thing. Do you want my mouth on you, you dirty little girl?” he asked, peering at my finger as it pumped in and out of her.
I picked up my pace, adding another finger inside her. She moaned and nodded her head. “Ah, ah, ah, use your words, Birdie. TellZazwhat you want.”
She shook her head as her blush creeped over her chest to the tips of her ears. Her sheer stubbornness and will to defy me made me even more determined to break her. Dominate her. Consume her.
“I…I want you to eat me,” she said around a groan as I scissored my fingers inside her.
The molten heat in Zaz’s gaze was borderline feral. He moved up the bed to sit beside me. After he pulled his hair back, he leaned down, burying his face in her wet heat. As he teased his tongue around her clit, she flicked her gaze to me, bucking her hips off the bed. Her pupils were blown out, eclipsing her irises until there was nothing left but black. Edging her made her a livewire waiting to electrocute us all.
Azazel, I’ve been edging her if you want to play along, I linked him.
Oh, yes, I do. You’re the only person who loves edging more than I do, Bash.
He ate her at a torturous pace, taking his time to explore her folds with his tongue as I fingered her. Every now and then he’d graze over her clit, sending her into a frenzy of overwhelming sensations. She lifted her hips in frustration, desperately trying to get some release. He finally sucked on her clit just as I hit that tender spot again. Sexual electricity pulsed through her whole body. I could feel its keening sharpness through our bond. Her thighs shook as her cunt gripped my fingers.
Do you feel that?I linked him.