Phei's smile was slow, dark, divine, and utterly merciless. He leaned closer, voice a low, sinful growl against her ear as two fingers finally parted her soaked folds and circled her dripping entrance with feather-light torment, never quite pushing inside, while his thumb hovered maddeningly above her throbbing clit.
"Look at you… centuries of composure reduced to this leaking, quivering little fairy cunt. I haven't even tasted you yet, Eira."
To humble her further, he suddenly leaned down: Phei opened his mouth, that alone made her eyes go wide, and the warmth on from his mouth wrapped around her breast and he then dragged the flat of his hot tongue slowly up the side of her neck, then latched onto the hypersensitive spot just behind her ear, sucking hard while his fingers continued their cruel edging.
At the same time, he lightly fluttered the tips of his fingers against the very entrance of her pussy, teasing the slick, fluttering folds with feather-light torment.
