As she comes down from her climax, her eyes narrow vaguely with suspicion. “Why do you call me that?”
I’m mildly taken off guard by the question. “Because that’s how I see you. It’s what you are to me. Someone powerful, yet soft. Someone who deserves to be spoiled. Held with reverence and adoration… ”
Her throat dips, brows tensing with emotion even as my fingers sweep up some of my cum to tease her clit with it. Her hips jerk, but she doesn’t protest. Instead, she listens and remains pliant under my reverent hands.
“I want to spoil you, Violette. Devote myself to serving you. Worshipping you.”
Violette’s breath catches as her hips begin to rock.
“Would you like that, princess?”
Her hesitation is fleeting. She nods, biting her lip as she whimpers.
“Not to mention, you’re as haughty as one.”
A breathless laugh escapes her. “You love it.”
My heart swells at just how true those words are. A grin tilts my lips as I relish this rare, vulnerable moment with her.
“More than you know.”
I lean forward to brush a kiss against her lips as my free hand teases one nipple. She lets out a soft moan each time I tug gently and pinch, all while I luxuriate in teasing her cum-drenched clit with featherlight strokes.
Her breath hitches as her body tenses, and she breaks our kiss, breathing her words in the intimate space between us.
“Gods, I’m cumming again…”
I nod against her. “Soulbondor not, Violette, I cherish you too much to let you go. I’m gonna spend every day earning my place beside you.”
Her back arches as a soft, keening moan escapes her, and she writhes beneath me. I pepper her face and throat with kisses.
“Mia rovina...So fucking sweet. So fucking perfect.”
Moments pass, and soon her body slackens beneath me as her hips jerk against the slowing ministrations of my fingers.
Violette presses a swift kiss to my lips before moving her leg from my shoulder and sliding out from under one of my arms. She flashes me a smug look as her hand wraps around my cock, administering one languid stroke that makes my balls tighten before she turns and pulls me,by the dick, towards my bathroom.
Hope and excitement spark inside my chest.
I’ve been promoted back to pet.
VIOLETTE
I’m reluctantly aware that time is ticking... That Gideon, Winnow, and Azrael may or may not be done by now. I feel a tinge of guilt at potentially making him wait, but I have no doubt he knew what he got himself into the moment he saw Levi making me squirt in my foyer—yet still, he proclaimed his desire to court me less than an hour later. Even encouraged me to allow both of them to pursue me.
I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s patiently waiting in Levi’s living room by the time we finish cleaning up.
What I should be worried about is Levi’s reaction when I tell him I want Azrael to join us on our road trip. For more reasons than to simply fulfill our vow in allowing him to court me.
Iwanthim there.
Before we step into the shower, Iwillthe water on and turn towards him as I release his cock. We’re standing just outside the shower’s threshold, waiting for the water to warm. I take the liberty ofwillingaway his clothing. My attention locks onto the bronze veins in the center of his tattooed chest. Failing to mask my gasp, I reach out to touch them. They’re faded, like mine. When my skin connects with his, Azrael’s magic faintly hums through me.
Levi looks down at me, watching my reaction. “It doesn’t change how I feel about you in the least.”
My heart is a bittersweet ache, and I’m not ready to start prodding at it by having another discussion.
With one finger, I trace just beneath his balls, making my way around the heavy curve, up to the base of his thick cock, all the way down its considerable length, until I reach the swelling bead of pre-cum at the tip of his broad, thickly flared crown. His dick twitches, and when I lift my gaze to meet his, his lips are parted, breath suspended.