Thornhill Academy (By Sheridan Hartin) novel Chapter 131

Chapter 131

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The roar tears from Rhaziel’s throat, a primal sound that vibrates through my bones, echoing off the stone

walls like thunder in a cavern. His eyes blaze with unrestrained fire, the midnight depths now swirling with

silver flecks, and in one fluid motion, he surges to his feet in the bath, water cascading off his massive frame in rivulets that gleam like liquid silver under the candlelight. I’m still straddling his lap, our bodies pressed together, but he lifts me effortlessly, his powerful arms cradling me against his chest as if I weigh no more than a feather. His skin is cool and slick against mine, the ethereal blue glow pulsing brighter

where we touch, sending electric tingles racing across my flesh. Our lips never part. His mouth devours mine in a fierce, unrelenting kiss-tongue delving deep teeth grazing my lower lip with just enough pressure to draw a gasp from me. I wrap my arms around his neck, fingers tangling in the wet strands of his midnight hair, trusting him completely. He’s a demon king, forged in shadows and power; of course he can navigate the room without breaking our connection Water sloshes over the tub’s edge as he steps out,

dripping in pools on the floor, but he doesn’t care and neither do I. His tail flicks behind him, coiling with dripping

anticipation, and his strides are sure, predatory, carrying us across the chamber toward the massive four- poster bed draped in silken shadows.

He lowers me onto the mattress with exquisite care, as if I’m a fragile piece of glass that might shatter under too much force. The sheets are cool and soft against my back, soaking instantly from our drenched bodies, but the contrast only heightens the heat building between us. His hands slide down my sides, tracing the curves of my hips, before he gently but firmly parts my thighs, spreading me open before him. I feel exposed, vulnerable, yet utterly alive-the air kissing my most intimate places, already slick with desire. His gaze rakes over me, hungry and possessive, his horns curving sharply in the dim light, his arousal standing proud and intimidating between us.

“I won’t be able to stay gentle with you like this, hummingbird,” he growls, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that sends shivers straight to my core. His claws hover at my inner thighs, not scratching, but close enough

to tease the promise of it.

I meet his eyes, my breath coming in shallow pants, and reach up to trace the line of his jaw. “I don’t want gentle right now,” I whisper, my voice steady despite the wildfire raging inside me. “I want you pure and

raw, Rhaziel. All of you.”

A wicked smile curves his lips, and he leans down, his breath hot against my skin. “Then grab hold of my fucking horns,” he commands, the words laced with dar command and raw need.

My heart stutters, but I obey, my hands rising to wrap around the base of those sleek, obsidian horns that

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are smooth and warm under my palms, like polished stone infused with his essence. The grip grounds me, empowers me, as he lowers his head between my spread legs. His cool breath fans over my heated centre first, a teasing prelude that makes me arch off the bed. Then, with a deliberate slowness that borders on torture, his tongue-long, forked, and impossibly dexterous-flicks out to trace my outer folds. I gasp, fingers tightening on his horns, pulling him closer instinctively. He doesn’t hold back now. His mouth descends fully, lips sealing around my clit as he sucks with a gentle pressure that builds into something fierce. His tongue delves inside me, swirling and probing, the forked tip stroking sensitive spots I didn’t know existed. One hand grips my thigh, claws dimpling my skin just enough to sting sweetly, holding me open wider, while the other slides under my ass, lifting me to his feast. The sounds are wet, obscene and mingled with his low growls and my breathless moans as they fill the room like a symphony of sin. He laps at me ravenously, alternating between broad, flat strokes that cover every inch and precise flicks that zero in on my throbbing bundle of nerves. Pleasure coils tight in my belly, building like a storm, my hips bucking against his face as I guide him with tugs on his horns.

“Rhaziel… oh gods…” I whimper, my body trembling, every nerve alight. He hums against me, the vibration sending shockwaves through my core, pushing me closer to the edge. His eyes lift to meet mine over the curve of my body, glowing with triumphant hunger, as if devouring me is his conquest, his claim. And when I think I can’t take more, his tongue thrusts deeper, curling in a way that’s utterly demonic, unravelling me thread by thread. The pleasure builds relentlessly, a tidal wave crashing toward its peak. Rhaziel’s tongue works me with demonic precision, thrusting deep, then retreating to circle my clit with that wicked fork, each prong teasing a different nerve. His growls vibrate against my core, amplifying every sensation, while his claws hold my thighs apart, pinning me in place as writhe. My fingers dig into his horns, using them as anchors, pulling him impossibly closer until his nose presses against my skin, his breath hot and ragged.

I feel it coiling tighter, that exquisite pressure in my lower belly, my muscles clenching around his invading tongue. “Rhaziel… I’m… oh fuck…” The words dissolve into a moan as he sucks harder, his free hand sliding up to pinch my nipple, rolling it between claw-tipped fingers with just enough edge to blur pain into ecstasy. Stars burst behind my eyelids, my back arching off the bed as the orgasm rips through me-waves of blinding heat pulsing from my core, radiating out to my fingertips and toes, I cry out, my body shuddering, thighs clamping around his head, but he doesn’t stop, lapping greedily at my release, drawing out every tremor until I’m a boneless, gasping mess. He finally lifts his head, lips glistening with my essence, eyes feral and glowing. A satisfied smirk plys on his face as he crawls up my body, his massive form caging me in. “Beautiful,” he murmurs, voice husky with unrestrained lust. His arousal presses against my thigh, thick and insistent, the ridges along its lengt promising more. But he pauses, tracing a claw down my heaving chest. “I’m not finished with you yet, hummingbird.”

Before I can catch my breath, he flips me with effortless strength-hands on my hips, rolling me onto my stomach, then pulling me up onto all fours. The sheets punch under my knees, cool air kissing my exposed skin as he positions himself behind me. His tail coils around my waist, holding me steady, while his claws

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