Anastasia’s POV “Merry meet, Anastasia.” High priestess Sage greeted, both of us gripping each others forearm. “Merry meet high priestess.” “Merry meet, Dominiko.” She turned to Dominiko and did the same. I suppressed a smile. It was obvious this was all new for him. He wasn’t used to having to greet anyone. It was usually the other way around. “Dominiko,” the High Priestess began. “As you know, we’ve talked a little last night about taking steps towards peace.” Dominiko dipped his head in acknowledgment. “Have you figured out what those steps might be for you?” He asked. His entire demeanor shifted. He was every bit a king next to me. “I think a trial run is needed here. If you could prove to us that peace is exactly what you’re after, then I will reach out to the high council.” I looked between the two of them. It was clear to me that Dominiko was not happy with her word choice and I was pretty sure that high priestess was aware of it as well. “And what
Anastasia’s POV I could feel the veins of his dick filling up and that was my cue. He’s almost there. I glided him back into my throat slowly and immediately looked up at him. He moaned loudly and bit down on his lip. Oh, goddess! I could feel my own orgasm pulling to the surface. I needed him to cum for me. I needed to feel his seed slide down my throat. I needed it more than I ever needed anything. I started to moved back and forth on him more frantically and his hips matched my rhythm. His grunts filled the air and it was so damn sexy how he didn’t break eye contact with me. His breathing became laborious and his mouth formed in an O. That look alone was enough to send me over the edge. I moaned loudly as my orgasm raked through my core, causing my eyes to flutter. I didn’t even know that was possible. His eyes grew wide as he inhaled sharply. He plunged himself deeply into my throat and I adjusted to the pain. Unable to hold back anymore, his hands slid into my hair an
Anastasia’s POV This was the first time I’ve experienced this. And I felt a mixture of emotions. I was nervous and embarrassed at first. I hadn’t ever allowed anyone to see me in the way that he just did. And I was worried that he would get disgusted by me. I was worried that the second he seen me, he would become cruel in some way, but he didn’t. He saw all of me, my scars, the very thing that made me a woman, and he didn’t care. He climbed onto the bed and my eyes immediately locked onto his lips. Those lips were just between my legs, giving me a pleasure no one ever has. I was forced to do favors when I was enslaved but thankfully, the never touched me. My scars were too much for them. Disgusting. I was just grateful that it didn’t have to go any further. He climbed on top of me and pressed his lips against mine. The taste of myself sent need through me again. I could feel how hard he was as he pressed into me. Although I have experience in giving oral, I had never enj
Dom’s POV Could I have possibly let a witch in with the humans? Witches smelled just like humans to us. That’s what made this war harder. We couldn’t tell the difference unless we were near them for an extended period of time. It wasn’t their scent that indicated it to us but their energy. If you were skilled at detection, then you could probably spot a witch out after a few minutes. I trust Cyrus would be very thorough with his investigation. ‘Alright, do what you have to. Just get her to talk.’ I commanded. ‘On it.’ The mind like ended and Anastasia was now awake smiling up at us. She mumbled a good morning and stretched, extending both of her arms over her head with her hands balled in fists and her legs extended. Her eyes opened, recognition clearing her eyes. “Amos?” I could feel his excitement. He covered her in kisses, expelling laughter from her lips. It was the first time I had ever heard her laugh. Last night was the first time I ever seen her laugh too. I fel
Dom’s POV After a few more seconds, she nodded her head and moved her hands away. My heart was trying to escape my chest as I unfastened her pants and began to pull them down. The further down I pulled them, the more scars I could see. Rage filled my heart along with a sadness I had never experienced before. I looked up at her and immediately pushed those feelings to the back of my head. She look so scared, completely vulnerable. I could hear Amos’s faint growl but I ignored that too. Right now, I needed to make her feel beautiful even with them, and god was she. Leaning down and kissed them gently. She inhaled sharply as I sent a trail of kisses from one leg to another. Each sound she made, aroused me more. It was an anticipation that ached so good. “You’re beautiful.” I whispered between kisses. Her pants were off completely now, leaving only her panties. They were slightly damp with her need and it took great strength to hold back from pressing my nose there. I gently s
Dom’s POV My heart was pounding so hard it was smacking against my ear drums. I never expected for her to kiss me like this. It took a second for me to process what was happening, but the shock wore off and was quickly replaced with my raw need for her. I pulled her into my lap and plunged my tongue into her mouth. A soft moan escaped her lips and my nostrils filled with her desire. Amos whimpered, insisting that I let him in too, but I ignored him. He didn’t want to share the first kiss with me, it was only fair I keep the second one to myself. Her gentle fingers tugging on my hair was driving me crazy. I wanted to pin her down on this sofa and taste her. The images were driving me mad. I wanted to slide my tongue between her folds and gently suckle her clit. I wanted to dip my tongue inside of her pussy and swallow her juices. I groaned softly at the restriction of my pants. My dick was extremely hard and it seemed to drive her wild. She moaned and gasped as her tongue dan