Page 157 of A Touch of Poison
“What is it you need, my little ember?”
She made a little whining sound as I had my shadows form a hand and slide down her belly at a speed I knew would feel agonisingly slow. “I want you to touch me. To make me come.”
I teased the edge of the auburn hair over her mound. “You want to burn, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
I let the hand dissolve into tendrils and sent them between her legs.
Her head fell back against my grip as her breath eased out.
I didn’t need to feel to know she was slick and wet—I could see it glistening over the shadows as they teased her.
She tensed, trying to press into their touch so the tease would end and she could get what she wanted.
But that wasn’t the game we were playing today.
With a sound of gentle admonishment, I sent more shadows around her thighs and gripped her in place. The sight of their darkness squeezing her gave me an even better idea.
“Since you cannot restrain yourself…” I bit her ear, making her jolt as shadows snaked around her, criss-crossing her stomach and between her tits. They pulled her taut, making her soft flesh spill between their cords. My chest tightened on the verge of pain. “There. Stunning, aren’t you?”
“I don’t…” She frowned at me in the mirror.
“Look at yourself, Katherine.Look.”
Arched and spread, bound and spellbinding with the lick of my shadows between her legs. How could she see anything but beauty?
“Do you see?” I whispered against her flesh.
“You make me beautiful.”
“No, love. You do that all yourself. It is simply who you are. All those facets of you coming together to make a brilliant gem. I’ve done nothing but give you a setting.” I squeezed with the shadows binding her, grinning a little at my own metaphor. “It’s you.Youare beautiful. Do you see?”
She watched for a long while as I told my shadows to tease closer and closer to her clit. Her cheeks deepened to that rich pink shade I adored, and her chest heaved against the bindings.
Just as I thought she’d forgotten my question, she answered. “I do. I see myself. Please, I need you to fuck me just as beautifully.”
Stars above, she couldn’t touch me, but she didn’t need to when she could drive me to insanity with her words.
I was meant to be setting her alight, but it was me who burned as my shadows coiled around her tight bud and she pulled taut against me, a bow drawn to full extension.
“Come for me, ember. Let’s burn this whole world and build a new one.”
Eyebrows peaked, breath snatched and fast, she trembled like she might snap.
And then she did.
Pressed into me, she cried out, every part of her body straining on the bindings and my hold, like she could break free of the grip of the very world and all its inconvenient truths with the force of her will.
“So perfect,” I murmured as she panted and sagged against me. “I want to see that again.”
Without relenting the circling of her clit, I drew more shadows into solidity and slid the form along her. I didn’t even try to pretend it wasn’t meant to be my length made of pure darkness. If I couldn’t have her, I could at least imagine it.
I pulled a smaller tendril through her wetness and pressed it against her back passage. “Do you want this?”
“Yes.”
“And this?” I positioned the shadow cock at her slick entrance. “At the same time?”
