The smoke around my neck tightened the tiniest amount, reminding me of his orders to wait for his word. With the hand not controlling the smoke, Mendax undid his belt buckle with a small jingle and pulled out his rigid cock, fisting it roughly. “How badly do you need me to move between your legs and slide my cock inside of you, love? A little?” he rasped as he stroked his cock up and down, staring at me like a hungry lion. Oh. My. Suns. “A lot. Fuck, please, Mendax,” I panted, biting my lip hard in order to move myself away from the orgasm that was so close, a draft in the castle might send me
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