Ravenna's style is different from the conventional. She never starts with something wild, she much prefers things to start slowly and work their way up to madness, so I unbuttoned my clothes slowly and threw my shoes away, keeping my pants on as I climbed into bed.

The first time we had sex, I discovered that she wasn't very good at it. I don't think she had as much experience as she does now, after we got to know each other better with some good times and stuff.

I put my knee forward, leaning my body to kiss the witch's pale neck, which has a black choker matching the rest of her lingerie. She lets out a little moan before my hands start to move and explore that skin.

I don't know what kind of demonic charm Ravenna has, but in the end, no matter how much I try to avoid it, I still fall for her charm and dance in her hand like a puppet. I think that's what she means by being satisfied with controlling things, and honestly, it makes me angry to fall for her tricks so easily.

The witch grabs my face, preventing me from biting her to express my anger, and then pulls me close, locking her legs around my waist and kissing me with a tongue as loose as a snake's.

I end up throwing myself on top of her, Ravenna's nails tracing a path from my face to the back of my neck and then to my back, wanting to mark my skin with those black claws. I've been through worse pain, there's no reason to complain about this pain.

The next moment, I realize she's trying to force our bodies together, but I still try to support myself with my hands and avoid falling... Hah, now I'm out of breath. Did she put some aphrodisiac in her mouth to be so good today? I try to tap her arm to see if I can get some space, but to my delight, I'm still stuck in her grip.

Since when has this crazy woman been so strong?! I force myself to pull my lips away, gasping for breath because my soul almost left me during that little game.

"Can you calm down? I'll be here until tomorrow, I'm not going to run away."

"Tomorrow you'll be gone, so I want to keep you close while I have the chance."

"You're being very sly, not at all like the shy girl I met when we first met."

Even without changing her expression, it's clear how I've offended my partner, because right after that I receive countless attacks from behind to keep me in line. Ouch!

"Darius, you talk too much when we're in a moment like this..."

"It's my way of not letting the mood get too serious."

I sigh, because I can see that this needy attitude is just a mask to try to make me stay, so that I give up this crazy idea of following the king's orders and establish myself as the husband of the marchioness Galbraith. Let's face it, it's a very good idea, but...

I bring my hands to her sides, turning us around so that Ravenna is on top, then I throw my torso up so that we are both sitting and looking at each other. I take the opportunity to also touch those huge breasts that have been tempting me since we started this game.

Before continuing, I remove the straps, allowing her nipples to appear so I can pinch them, then rub them in circles and squeeze them hard. The way the witch hides her feelings behind a stern expression is funny, but it's obvious how hard she's trying, because every now and then her face falters or a tremor runs through her skin.

I also know she's trying something with that wandering hand on my chest, looking for a spot to scratch, tear, or simply squeeze. Depending on where it is, I might not even be able to hold back a moan, because the damn woman has some evil gifts.

In the end, I get tired of that boring game and try to separate those legs wrapped around me, to see if I can get a little space in this hell. I press my lips against hers, then touch her crotch with a finger, just to accidentally slip inside her lace panties.

I never forgot how to play the guitar, and here it's not that different. The pressure always starts at the top, massaging her clitoris and focusing on that kiss, allowing her to grab my arm as if asking me to stop. Of course, I don't, it's too late and I'm thirsty.

Tired of having something getting in the way of my fucking, I finally pluck up the courage to take off her panties, probably tearing one of the garters in the process, but fuck it. I think this rush must have even scared Ravenna, who looks at me with those wide eyes that continue to grow after I touch her vaginal lips with my thumb.

"Um... you're a demon, Darius..."

"I take that as a compliment, so thank you."

Like an evil spirit, I bend down behind Ravena, using my fingers to play with her pussy the way I want, but without penetrating her. I take advantage of the position to bite her pale neck, just to admire the purple hickey mark that appears.

If my dear witch likes this marking game so much, then don't complain when I do the same. I feel the grip on my wrist loosen for a moment, indicating that she is starting to get bored, so it's the best time to surprise her with a sudden thrust.

My middle finger goes in first, showing me the wet texture inside. She's not quite ready, but this kind of thing takes time. It all starts slowly, with a movement focused on exploring her pussy and causing even more anguish, broken by an intense thrust out of nowhere, only to slow down again.

It's not my fault I like this kind of thing, besides, it was Ravenna herself who made me want it.

"More... hmm..."

"What? Speak up, your voice is too low."

"More... idiot... is it hard to understand?"

Ah, I see. More, right? I'll give you the "more" you want.

In a fit of rage, I decide to include my index finger in the game, accelerating the pace from 10 to 100, which is enough to elicit a sudden moan, causing her to cover her mouth in shame. Now I'm really enjoying this...

I continue to keep up the pace, without fear that part of my skin will be torn off in the process. In fact, I am mesmerized by the way she twists and lets out cute sounds from her mouth. It is a unique feeling to be the person who can transform Ravenna Galbraith, a cold witch with an unpredictable temper, into my submissive whore.

Suddenly, she curls up and tilts her pelvis forward, squirting on the bed. I didn't even realize I had gone too far, but when I pull my fingers out, I see they are completely soaked. I decide to leave her alone for a moment, laying her down and getting out of bed.

"Daris, you're not leaving after... that... are you?"

I don't even bother to answer. I don't want to know what kind of paranoia is going through that disturbed mind, I just know that my friend is so hard that it's hard to resist. I drop my pants on the floor and return to the fray, taking pleasure in noticing Ravena staring at me with those greedy eyes that had hearts instead of pupils.

With the light shining through the window, I also enjoy the view a little, but for different reasons. This woman seems fragile, you know? No one would believe she has a serpent patron, or that she talks to the dead. No, they would think she is a noblewoman with extravagant tastes, nothing more. Whatever I look like right now, also using the moon to look more like a magazine cover character, I have a hard-on and I want to fuck.

As soon as I take a step forward, Ravenna turns and gestures in the air, taking a more defensive stance. The gesture creates a collar around my neck, while the damn woman holds the chain with a proud smile. It's practically the same setting as our first time.

"Gotcha. Don't even think about taking the reins, I'm the one who..."

Hah. Don't give me that speech.

I wrap the chain around my arm, pulling it once so she comes closer. At the same time, I grab that thin neck, but without squeezing too hard to scare or hurt her, just enough to be firm and serve as a warning.

"Ravenna, it's your fault I'm like this now. I'm going to fuck you until this idea of playing dog and owner disappears from your head, so that it sinks into your mind that at the end of the day, when we're here, you're my bitch."

She swallows hard. Yes, I'm out of patience, to hell with everything. Keeping light pressure on her neck, I guide her against a wall, just to lift her chin.

"Today you'll understand that the one who will get a collar around her neck will be you."

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