Chapter Twenty-Nine

Juniper sauntered across the room, the rhythmic clicking of her heels echoing through the silence. Her slender fingers delicately manipulated the computer, causing the speakers to flicker on and off in response. The room filled with the tantalizing melody of a song being loaded onto a playlist, enticing my senses. As I watched her, a surge of desire coursed through me, making my body ache with a painful longing.

Her legs, although thick and curvy, were full of muscle. I saw the strength in them, and I wanted nothing more than to have her legs wrapped around my head and have her cunt buried into my face.

I groaned, squeezing myself through my robes.

It didn’t seem fair; my fingertips longed to brush against her skin. This was her realm, where she thrived. She exuded confidence, navigating effortlessly through these encounters. Her every move was calculated, honed through rigorous training. I, on the other hand, felt like a novice, unsure of my footing in this unfamiliar territory.

I couldn’t touch her, and at least a rule like that existed when she worked at the fucking club, but right now I loathed the damn rule.

She delicately tapped on the keyboard, the soft clicking sound echoing in the room. With her leg gracefully draped over the chair, she caressed her smooth skin from her slender ankle to her supple thigh. Her eyes, hidden behind layers of mascara, peeked at me, teasingly. The delicate touch of her made-up persona was slowly consuming me, like a slow and inevitable demise.

I fisted my robes, trying to maintain my composure. I would not come beneath my robes. I needed to even the playing field.

As my treasure turned away, her hair flowed like a waterfall down her back, shimmering in the light, accentuating her radiant figure. The sight stirred a deep desire within me, my senses heightened, and my anticipation grew.

Fuck, she picked the damn perfect outfit to show off her supple ass.

I curled my lip. It had me thinking I needed the same. All she has seen me wear was my ill-fitting robes and a hood over my head. What if I–wore something different?

Juniper sashayed her hips to the sway to the beat. I couldn’t tell you who was singing what beat or rhythm she was bouncing and swaying too. All I could pay attention to was how her body moved and it was damn hypnotic how her legs and arms moved in sync in rhythm.

She stayed in tune, her movements caressing my eyes, her graceful strides captivating my gaze, tempting me to rise and experience her presence. I sat there, immersed in my freshly adorned clothing, eagerly awaiting the moment she would turn around and behold my transformed appearance.

When she finally turned her body, her hooded eye meeting my lustful gaze, she nearly tripped, and a playful smirk filled my lips. That didn’t stop her, but the moment’s hesitation was one point for me and I fucking loved the moment of worry.

I dressed myself in a fitted black dress shirt and slacks, my hands in the pockets with suspenders for an accessory. The suspenders were for the older generation from the human age, but I liked the look. It was sophisticated, polished and the way Juniper was eyeing me up and down with that pretty little get-up she was wearing in an older burlesque outfit I think we were matching each other nicely.

I ran my fingers through my hair, enjoying the feeling of the air gliding the tendrils. Juniper stops, her breath panting as she stares at me, letting the music play in the background.

“Well,” I drawled. “Aren’t you going to continue?” I raise an eyebrow and motion her over.

She swallowed, and I smiled, happy we were now even.

Juniper straightened her shoulders and gave a look of disinterest toward me, finding the beat again. She danced with her hands and hypnotically ignored me and played with her body like she was an instrument for all to see.

Her hands moved and glided across her body, her hip dipped and curved in the most exotic ways. She entranced me as she came closer and straddled my lap, and with the rules forgotten, my hands slinked up her thighs, and she slapped the both of them.

“No touching,” she whispered into my ear.

I growled in frustration and kept my hands at my side as she rose from my lap and turned her body so her ass was facing me.

She continued to taunt me. Touching my arm, my leg, while she danced in front of me, around me. Her body begged to be touched, her breasts continuing to brush against my chest as she turned herself, letting her lips glide across my neck and nip at my Adam’s apple.

“You cursed woman,” I hissed between my teeth.

She giggled and threw her legs off me where she playfully sat for a bit and bent over, giving me the perfect view of her ass.

Completely over this game, my shadows gathered around me, wrapping around her legs and holding her thick thighs and pulling her back towards me in my seat. She let out a surprised gasp as she felt my shadowy hands grabbing her, her body trembling against my chest.

“You’re breaking a rule,” she warned.

“I’ve broken no rules. My skin has not touched yours,” I murmured, my eyes gleaming with excitement and mischief. My shadowy hands roam beneath the tiny fabric, caressing her thighs and the back of her legs, leaving a trail of goosebumps and desires.

Juniper lets out a soft moan, her breathing heavier as she surrendered to the forbidden touch. She arches her back, her ass pushing against my groin as she feels the shadows touch her skin.

My shadowed hands slowly inch higher, unbuckling the garters and pulling down the thin barriers. Her legs are now bare until we reach between the apex of her thighs and with quick movements, I take my claws and rip the sides of her underwear. My shadows reach the sensitive area between her thighs. She gasps, her hips bucking slightly as my shadow fingers brush against her most private place.

“You’re really pushing the rules, aren’t you?” Juniper whispered, her voice tinged with a mix of desire and apprehension. Her fingers grip my thighs, barely holding herself upright as she struggles to resist the pleasure building within her.

I let out a low, rumbling laugh, the sound vibrated against her skin. ”Juniper, you know I can”t resist you. We are made for each other. This is our fate.”

Without warning, my shadowy hands darted beneath her skirt, seeking the heat of her cunt. My shadows delved between her legs, exploring the slick folds of her desire.

Juniper’s breath hitched, her nails dug into my skin as she tried to keep herself from succumbing to the forbidden touch.

“You’re so wet,” I murmured, my voice rough. “So responsive to my shadows.”

Juniper’s eyes fluttered shut, her body trembling as my hands explored her most intimate places. My shadows fingers glided over her swollen folds, teasing her with light touches that left her craving for more.

She gasped, her hips bucking against my touch, her body yearning for release. I felt her inner walls tighten around my shadow fingers, her desire reaching an almost unbearable level.

“Please,” she whispered, her voice barely audible above the music. “I need you, now.”

I hummed. “That requires my real fingers. Are you going to get rid of that nasty rule?”

Juniper whimpered when I slide my shadowy fingers free.

“Yes, yes, please!”

Without hesitation, I slid my real finger inside her, feeling the slick heat of her arousal envelop my digit. Juniper’s back arched, her nails digging deeper into my skin as she tried to hold on to some semblance of control.

“You’re so tight,” I murmured into her ear, my voice taut with desire. “So wet and hot, just like I knew you would be.”

Juniper moaned, her head falling back as she reveled in the pleasure coursing through her body. I added another finger and moved it inside her, stroking her sensitive walls, while my other hand teased her clit with feather-light touches.

She gasped, her body trembling as the pleasure builds, threatening to overwhelm her. The music faded into the background, lost in our passion and desire.

“Do you want me?” I asked, my voice low and filled with longing. “Do you want me to make you come?”

Juniper nodded and turned her head to meet my gaze. “Yes,” she whispered, the word barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

I smirked, my fingers speeding up their rhythm, driving her closer to the edge. My other hand lengthens its claws, ripping the strings of the corset, setting her breasts free.

Juniper is riding my fingers, her breasts bouncing freely. I needed to face her, see her eyes, her body, as she comes.

I swiftly withdrew my fingers from her, eliciting a pained cry from her lips. Lifting her gently off my lap, I conjured a nearby mat. As she descends, her body lands with a muted thud, cushioned by the softness beneath her.

She gasped, pulling on my suspenders and I push her thighs wide and force three of my fingers inside her cunt.

“That’s it, take my fingers. Let’s stretch you,” I growled.

Her breasts bounced, her nipples hardening under my touch. I slid down her body, my lips finding their luscious peaks and lapping at them with abandon.

Juniper let out another gasp, her hands tangled in my hair as she bucked against my hand. I felt her desire building within her, her body trembling in anticipation.

I sucked and bit at her nipples, eliciting a cry of pleasure from her. My fingers continued to drive her higher, moving in time with my sucking of her tits, and I wondered how long she would last before she reached her peak.

I sucked harder on her breast, and I felt the wetness between her legs grow even more. The room echoed with each push of my fingers into her pussy. She was so unbelievably wet I couldn’t fucking stand it. My cock would look damn good inside her.

I can’t resist the temptation any longer. I need to fuck her.

I pulled my fingers from her cunt and get on my knees. I pulled off my suspenders and unbuttoned my pants. My erection stands at attention, ready to claim her. Juniper’s eyes widen in anticipation, no doubt seeing the ridges of my cock. Juniper licks her lips and rises to grab hold of my shirt to pull me closer.

Fuck yes, I’m going to claim her body, right the fuck now.

I lined up the head with her entrance, and with no warning, I thrust deep inside her, filling her completely. Juniper cried out, her nails digging into my back as she took me in.

My body responded as my cock twitched, savoring the sensation of being embraced by her intimate and cozy warmth. With deliberate slowness, I withdrew, only to plunge back inside, intoxicated by the way she clung to me with such intensity.

“Yes,” I groaned, my pace quickening as I take her harder, deeper. Juniper’s face contorted with pleasure and pain, her body arching off the ground, meeting my thrusts.

I could feel the tension building within her, her pussy fluttering around me. I knew she was close. This was the moment we had been waiting for. I could see the desire in her eyes and hear the moans of pleasure in her voice.

I wanted to make her feel good. I wanted to make her feel more than she ever thought possible. So, I put all my strength into my thrusts, filling her up with every inch of me.

Juniper’s body trembled with each thrust. I reached down and grabbed her ass, pulling her closer to me and increasing my pace, driving us both closer to the edge.

Juniper let out a scream, her body tensing. She came with her nails dug into my back, clawing at my shirt enough I knew I was bleeding. Her body was strong enough to clamp on my cock and I felt ropes of my come pour into her womb and my body seized with such undeniable pleasure that I collapsed on top of her, caging her to keep her from the world.

I panted, sweat shining on my forehead, but I dared not get up to look at her.

Too many thoughts ran through me. Did I fucking hurt her? Did I mess things up? She was too damn irresistible, and I needed to have her. I hadn’t soul bonded with her yet. I only claimed her body, but like hell was anyone else going to touch her.

It didn’t help that I wanted to damn destroy everyone who had ever harmed her in her life. Now I wanted to claim every part of her too. And hell, if that meant if I take her bit by bit, so be it.

I slowly rose above her, her light glowing brightly. Her lust-filled eyes landed on mine, and she fucking smiled.

“Wow,” she breathed, staring up into my eyes. “That was, wow.” My treasure leaned forward, grabbing both sides of my head and kissed me in a passionate embrace.

She wrapped her arms around me, with my cock still embedded in her body, and moved her hips. I groaned and fuck if I wasn’t already hard again.

“Mmm, more,” she groaned, moving her hips along my shaft.

Fuck, more indeed.