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She swallowed. Seconds later, she jerked back as if suddenly realizing she was tasting demon blood.

Her body shivered. Her eyes glowed. Sparks burst around her mouth.

I smiled, knowing my magic was now merging within her bloodstream. Pride tugged at my heart. I could sense my essence rushing through her, revitalizing every cell in her body.

She let out a long exhale.

I returned my attention to stroking her pussy. “How does it feel?”

“More, please.” She moved her hips in time with my fingers as I quickly slid them in and out of her slick pussy.

Her breasts, heavy, full and so beautiful, jiggled with every movement.

I ripped away the fabric that served as her bra and released them into the cool air. Her nipples were swollen and hard, like pebbles, and a quick glance downward showed me that her clitoris had blossomed, too.

I wanted to twirl my tongue around her clit.

“Oh.” She rode my fingers.

I delighted in my domination over her body. “Yes, Fatou. Isn’t this much better?”

I slipped my fingers out of her pussy and tasted them.

Warm honey.

I swayed a little.

She moaned, “More please.”

“Do you want more of my fingers or blood?”

She watched me licking my finger some more and bit her bottom lip.

“What’s your answer, Fatou?” I pushed the two fingers back into her, stroking those walls. My thumb massaged her sensitive clit.

Moaning, she ground her hips, clasping her fingers around my cock.

Hot desire sparked all over my skin. I growled.

I needed to fuck her now. Feeding from her desire and only licking my finger would not be enough.

Not with this one.

She fisted those fingers around my cock and pumped her hand.

The hotel room drifted away. It was only her and me.

I groaned as she tightened her grip.

She’s unlike all the others.

Her pussy begged for the slow, steady press of my tongue, from the entrance to the back of her pussy. She needed my tongue to torture her clit, to slowly spread her open and glide inside of her, teasing her with just the tip of it. My thumb strummed her clit until she purred for me.

“Tonight, I will taste you like no other. And you will scream my name when you come.” I pushed my fingers deeper into her velvety softness and wished my dick were inside of her, stretching her folds open.

Fatou cried out with pleasure, her breasts bouncing up and down as she ground into my hand.

Yes. She’ll be under my control soon.