The Angel's Advocate by S.K. Munt

Author:S.K. Munt [Munt, S.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-08-26T22:00:00+00:00

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20.

Eden Palace, Arcadia

Kohén Barachiel

Sunday October 30th, AA649

Larkin had flushed red when I’d laid out my intentions, but after wetting her lips, she nodded and then reached for the tie on her skirt, which had twisted around so that it was askew and clinging to the muscles in her legs and rump like tissue paper. She tugged on that ribbon, then gathered up the fabric before leaning over and tossing it on top of one of the crates, making me moan softly and adjust myself at the sight of her tits bouncing again, but this time in a manner that was almost obscene. Larkin smiled upon hearing the sound I’d made, then bent both shoulders behind her, stretching until I heard the metallic hum of a zipper unfastening. Then, once she’d worked it down far enough, she shimmied a little, slowly pulling her arms out of the long, clingy sleeves, and then pushing down the sculpted bodysuit, revealing an ivory waist-cincher beneath made of panels of satin-cloaked whalebone... and literally nothing else.

Oh fuck… I thought, watching as she stepped out of the bodysuit and then balled it up and then tossed it out of the way too. It landed somewhere with a wet thwack, but I didn’t see where it had gone because I’d had eyes only for her bare pussy as she straightened, letting me get a good, long look at her fantastical form, which was all peaks and valleys in that sunset-coloured light. How could I have been preparing my whole life for something, and yet still feel so completely under-prepared to handle it?

Larkin was still panting, but after wringing out her hair a second time, and then smoothing her hands down her arms to flick some of the excess water away, she bent her arms behind her again, moving to remove the corset that had given her a whippet-like waist while accentuating the flare of her hips, but leaving her breasts bare. ‘Sorry…’ she murmured. ‘This is tight-laced, and I’ve had it on since last night, so I’ll probably have an odd pattern all over-’

‘No…’ I said roughly, and because I was already imagining holding onto that thing while I took her from behind, my cock was throbbing. ‘Leave it on. I want you lying down, exactly as you are.’

Larkin swallowed hard but nodded and then stepped forward onto the pile of pelts, sinking down to her knees before rocking back onto one hip, then twisting to her side before supporting herself on her elbows before slowly reclining back, keeping her ankles crossed the whole time- even as she extended them- just to torture me.

‘Like this…?’ she whispered, adjusting the crown behind her braid and I nodded slowly. I was good and tortured, but I knew her well enough to know how to repay the favour, so I took my crown off and tossed it to the rug beside her, then grasped the collar of my wet shirt, flexed, and promptly tore the thing right down the middle,

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