But I was taking him with me all the way down.
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
KIERAN
Don’t you dare hold back, Little Conduit.
Through the still-thickening haze of liquor and lust, I felt strangely weightless—untethered, like the only damn thing that kept me anchored to reality was Arken Asher’s gloriously soft and deceptively strong thighs bracketing my own against the bed.
I licked my lazy lips with a languid smile as she flung the little scrap of lace across the room—freeing those beautiful, perfect tits that I wanted to watch bounce while she rode my cock. To that end, Arken frowned as she glanced down where she was straddling me. Though my underclothes had already fallen by the wayside when she took hold of my cock with such delicious aggression, she had forgotten to take hers off before positioning herself oh-so-prettily on top of me.
My right hand caught her by the knee before she tried to climb off me to rectify the situation.No thank you.Even covered by cloth, the warmth of her cunt felt way too good on me right now. She was staying right fucking here.
“Oh, no you don’t,” I said, nodding toward my left hand where Shadows were coalescing in my open palm, forming a familiar aetherblade.
Arken raised a brow. “So you’re too drunk to choke me, but not too drunk to play with knives? Make that make sense, Vistarii.”
“In my defense, I’ve been training with these blades since I was nine years old,” I chuckled. “I’ve got over a decade’s worth of muscle memory to work with here. I think we’re safe. But I can put it away if you really want me to…”
As I spoke the words, I traced the very tip of the arcane weapon from her solar plexus down, down, down her body, over her ribcage, savoring the way she shivered when the sharp point traced a line above her belly. I wasn’t breaking skin. I was barely even touching her flesh with the blade, but she watched every fluid motion with quickening breaths, entranced by the act.
“Do you want me to stop?”
She shook her head violently. “Keep going.”
Something dark and damned within me wanted to howl at that, to bellow and bray with animalistic pride as I watched her watch me, watched the way my blade could seduce her just as easily as my hands, my mouth, my cock.
Not everyone gets aroused by sharp objects,I thought darkly, remembering her quip on the floor of my training room.But my gods, you sure fuckin’ do.
When the blade met her still-covered cunt, she moaned.
That’s my girl. Keep going. Keep showing me that dirty little dark side.
With a few quick and precise cuts, the black lace barrier between us fell away in tatters.
“Well, now you’re just wasting your own Lyra,” Arken teased.
I let my blade dispel before my drunken fantasies drove me any further past the edge of impulse. “Quite frankly, I can’t thinkof a finer way to spend my salary,” I replied with a wink. “Now…Where were we?”
Arken bit her lip, hesitating again. Gods,still. She was holding herself back for reasons my gin-soaked logic struggled to comprehend, as if she doubted the freedom I’d offered—as though she doubted just how badly I wanted to give her anything she ever fucking wanted from me.
“Go ahead, pretty girl. You can keep going. You can get even rougher with me if you like.”
Please, I wanted to beg.Show me those teeth again. Bite down. Break skin. Do whatever you fucking want, just show me there’s more than just Light running through those veins.
The intensity of this urge was inexplicable, but undeniable. For whatever reason, I fuckingneededthis from her. I needed her to let go.
“I don’t…Kier, I’ve never…” Arken trailed off, glancing away and biting her lip. Still so stuck in her own head.
“Does the impulse exist?” I asked.
“Not like—I don’t—I’m not a domme, you know?”
I couldn’t help but laugh, the low rumble feeling pleasant in my chest. “Oh, trust me, I know. I knowexactlywhat you are. But that’s not what I meant…And I think you know that.”
I already knew the answer. Yes, she wanted to get rough with me. Yes, she had been holding herself back. Yes, she wanted to drawmydominance out with her own aggressive little claws. This was an exercise in getting Arken to admit it to herself, so that she might finally give in to her darker instincts and let go.
I decided to keep myself occupied by playing with her clit while she deliberated over her answer.