It is called a Love Curse. It bounds Ophelia McQuoid witchy soul in a tall, red crystal. She is only released every 50 years for a total of 30 days. In order for her to break the curse, she needed to find an immortal soul that would trade his life f...
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I felt his tongue on the skin of my neck first before I felt his lips. He sucked without piercing my skin. I remained frozen beneath him. Atlas fingers tightened on my shoulders and I felt him pressed me further into the mattress.
"Scent me?" My voice came throaty and needy.
Atlas groaned and used his knees to spread my legs apart. A second later, he nestled his erection over my heating core. It throbbed upon contact.
"I'm going to bite you all over, Ophelia. So, no part of your body is left untouched. Until your entire body reeks of my scent."
I fought the needy haze that fogged my conscience, but the second I felt him shift his focus from my neck and trailed kisses down the middle of my chest, I lost the will to think.
Atlas pulled back my robe and one of my breasts bared itself for him. I looked at him from beneath my eyelashes and saw the hungry look in his eyes.
"Fuck, Ophelia," he rasped and closed his eyes. Atlas pressed his forehead against my forehead and hissed through his teeth. His hands wrapped around the crook of my shoulder and neck.
Not even a second later, he captured my lips. It was bruising and voracious. I felt his fangs poking into my lips.
"I don't know. The first time you bit me, I fainted." I murmured the second he broke our kiss. Both of us panting at this point. The sexual tension between us was electrifying. It sizzled and sparked in all kinds of directions. I could feel him all over my body.
He panted a laugh. "You'll be fine."
Atlas's hand moved to cup one of my breasts in his hand. His thumb rolling my nipple around before squeezing it. I inhaled at the erotic sensation. My body arching at its own accord.
"You like that?" he leaned down to bite down on my nipple.
It was my turn to hiss in pain, but my hands tangled into his hair and my back arched higher. One of his hands moved lower to grasp my waist while the other fondled my other breast.
After biting, Atlas sucked on my nipple and expertly used his tongue to lap at my nipple. I moaned and wrapped my legs around his waist.
It felt amazing, and the ache between my legs grew. I wiggled and begged for some friction. Luckily, Atlas was kind enough to move his hand from waist to the junction between my legs. Sliding a finger between my wet folds and then circling my clit.
"Oh," I breathed.
He released my nipple, and I felt his fangs graze the side of my breasts before he sank his fangs into my skin. At the same time, he pinched my clit, and I cried out as an unexpected orgasm hit me. Wave after wave. I felt like my entire world was spinning and I'm falling from the sky.
When I came down from my orgasms, his mouth had sought my other nipple. Performing the same actions. The man knew what he was doing. Every flick of his tongue made my inside clenched in anticipation.
