Three Months ago,
Annabella stood with her back pressed against the bookshelf, absorbed in a thick leather-bound tome. The afternoon light filtered through the tall windows, casting golden bars across the floor. She was reading aloud, her voice low and thoughtful.
"'The preservation of chastity among mages serves not merely moral purpose, but practical application. During intercourse, essences intermingle—weaknesses and strengths exchange between partners. A mage who maintains celibacy retains the purity of their power, undiluted by another's influence...'"
Rea stood before her, one hand braced on the shelf beside Annabella's head, the other resting on the books at her other side—caging her in. She looked down at Annabella with dark, hungry eyes, not really listening to the words anymore, just watching the way her lips moved, the way her tongue darted out to wet them occasionally.
Annabella finished the passage and looked up, her purple eyes distant as she started thinking aloud. "Fascinating theory. In our case, to properly test the antithesis..." She tapped one elegant finger against her lower lip. "I would need to break my seals entirely. Then have you spill your essence inside me. No spell. Complete exchange."Her lips curved into a small, knowing smile. "Imagine what we might discover about the nature of shared power."
She was speaking academically, but the words—clinical as they were—painted an obscene picture.
Rea's breath hitched. She'd been growing increasingly aroused just watching Annabella read, but hearing her talk so matter-of-factly about Rea filling her, about their essences mixing without protection—fuck. Heat pooled low in her belly and she felt herself hardening painfully against her trousers. It had been weeks since they'd had penetrative sex, and the deprivation was making her feral.
"Rea?" Annabella looked up, noticing the predatory stillness that had come over her. "Are you even listening?"
Rea snatched the book from Annabella's hands and hurled it across the room. Before Annabella could protest, Rea's mouth crashed against hers—desperate, possessive, all-consuming. Her hand immediately went to Annabella's breast, squeezing roughly through the fabric, finding her nipple and pinching it hard enough to make Annabella gasp.
"Rea—wait—"Annabella broke the kiss, her hands pressing hard against Rea's chest, actually pushing with real force now. Her voice was steadier than her racing heart but edged with genuine alarm. "This is a library. A public space. Anyone could walk in—stop!"
"Don't. Care." Rea's voice was guttural, almost animalistic. She shoved her knee between Annabella's thighs, forcing them apart despite Annabella's attempt to keep them closed.
Annabella grabbed Rea's wrist as her hand disappeared beneath her skirts. "You little brute. Listen to me—"
But Rea's fingers were already seeking skin with single-minded determination, and Annabella tried to twist sideways, to slip out from between Rea and the shelf. "We absolutely cannot—"
Rea caught her around the waist and hauled her back, pinning her against the bookshelf. Several volumes tumbled to the floor with heavy thuds.
"Please don't run from me! You know I like the chase,"Rea's voice broke, desperate.
Annabella pushed at her shoulders again, harder this time, creating a few inches of space. "We are adults. Can you at least try harder to show restraint! Rea, we agreed! We have rules for a reason—"
"Fuck the rules," Rea growled, closing the distance again. Her mouth found Annabella's neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks that would be visible tomorrow.
Annabella tried to turn her face away, one hand coming up to Rea's shoulder to push, the other trying to pry Rea's hand from beneath her skirts. "Rea, please think about this. You promised to be more mindful. This cannot be my responsibility alone. You know what is at stake. We can behave like teenager is heat "
" Stop Talking! It is not doing what you think it is. I am still growing and this is one of those rites of passage. "Rea muttered against her skin, working her way up to Annabella's jaw. She bit down gently, then harder, possessive. "Come On! Don't make me beg"
"You are so narrow minded that you make me question my taste in partners" Annabella gasped when Rea's teeth found a particularly sensitive spot. "That's not the point and you know it—"
"Please." Rea's voice cracked, stripped raw with need. Her free hand came up to cup Annabella's face, turning her back despite her resistance. "Please, Bella. I'm losing my mind. Can't think about anything but getting inside you."
Her other hand slid higher beneath Annabella's skirts despite Annabella grabbing at her wrist, trying to stop its progress. Rea's fingers trembled as they found warm, soft skin.
"Want to pin you against these books and make you forget every proper thing you've ever learned. Want to feel you come undone on my fingers first, then my tongue, then wrapped around me so tight I can barely move."
She pressed her full body weight against Annabella's, effectively trapping her, and Annabella could feel exactly how hard Rea was, the evidence of her arousal pressing insistently through her trousers.
Annabella tried to shift to the side again, but Rea's grip was iron. " If i knew I would have to deal with this as an adult, i would have become a priestess."
"The sassier you get, the harder it makes me" Rea's voice was ragged, breaking. "This is torture. Being this close and not being able to touch you the way I need to. Not being able to bury myself so deep inside you that you forget where you end and I begin."
"That's exactly why we should stop now before It goes too far" Annabella's voice rose slightly, real panic creeping in. She grabbed both of Rea's wrists, trying to use leverage to push her back. "We made a rule, Rea. No penetrative sex. The spell is too unstable with your magic—your death and life essence—we could conceive and we can't risk that. Not now. Not with everything falling apart—"
There was something raw and helpless in Rea's tone, but edged with filthy promise. Heat pooled between Annabella's thighs despite her fear, her body responding even as her mind screamed warnings.
She cupped Rea's face with both hands, forcing eye contact, trying desperately to reach the rational part of her. "It's difficult for me too, you know." Her voice shook now. "Denying you when I can feel how much you need me."
Her thumb traced Rea's lower lip, the gesture both tender and pleading. "But we agreed, darling. We agreed because the risk is too great. We could create a child we're not ready for. Please. Please think about this—"
"We'll use the spell," Rea interrupted, her voice breaking. "We'll both use it. Double protection. Triple if we need to. Please, Bella—"
"The spell isn't reliable with your dual magic!" Annabella pushed harder, managing to create several inches of space. "That's the whole reason we—"
"I tried! ," Rea growled, the sound almost feral. "I'm done thinking. Been thinking for months. Been holding back for months. I need you. Right now."
She was already sinking to her knees, too far gone to listen, and Annabella grabbed at her shoulders, trying to haul her back up. "Rea, don't you dare—if you start this I won't be able to make you stop and you know it—"
But Rea lifted Annabella's leg over her shoulder with trembling, desperate hands, and Annabella had to grab the shelf behind her to keep from falling.
"Stop!" Annabella's voice was sharp now. "Rea, seriously, we need to talk about—"
Rea pushed her skirts up, bunching them at her waist. Her other hand gripped Annabella's hip hard enough to bruise, holding her in place when Annabella tried to shift her weight, tried to pull her leg back.
"I'll make it worth every risk," Rea muttered against the soft skin of Annabella's inner thigh, kissing and biting her way higher despite Annabella's hand tangling in her hair, pulling, trying to guide her away.
"Been starving for you. Dreaming about this. How you taste on my tongue. The sounds you make when I find that perfect spot."
"I'm pulling to stop you, not encourage you," Annabella gasped, but even she could hear how breathless she was getting, how her body was betraying her resolve. "Rea, listen—we can't do this here—if we're going to break our rule we need to at least go somewhere private—"
"That ship has sailed! Can't wait that long," Rea breathed against her thigh. "Need to taste you now. Please. Just let me make you feel good—"
"No! No, You can't possibly this shameless" Annabella's breath hitched.
"Rea, for gods sake—" Annabella's voice pitched higher, genuinely panicked now but also aroused beyond measure. "Please, just let this go. We'll both regret this. Someone will see. This is exactly the kind of reckless—oh—"
Her words dissolved into a strangled moan as Rea pulled her panties aside and dragged her tongue through Annabella's wetness in one long, slow stroke. The first taste made Rea groan like she was starving, the vibration sending shocks of pleasure through Annabella's core.
"So wet already," Rea breathed against her, sounding awed and desperate. "Look at you being this eager. I knew you were kinky just like me."
Then she sealed her lips around Annabella's clit and sucked, hard and rhythmic, while her tongue flicked and circled with devastating precision. The obscenely wet sounds echoed off the library walls, mixing with Annabella's increasingly frantic breathing.
"Ngh—Rea—aah" Annabella's hand flew to her mouth, biting down hard on her palm to muffle the sounds threatening to escape. Her other hand tangled desperately in Rea's hair—not sure if she was trying to push her away or pull her closer, not sure if she wanted this to stop or never end.
Rea was relentless, almost brutal in her hunger. She licked and sucked and kissed like a woman possessed, groaning and panting against Annabella's flesh. Her hands gripped Annabella's thighs hard enough to bruise, fingers digging in possessively, holding her exactly where she wanted her.
She slipped her tongue inside, fucking her with it while her nose pressed against Annabella's clit, then switched back—sucking that sensitive bundle of nerves while two fingers pushed inside, curling to stroke that spot that made Annabella see stars.
Annabella's hips began moving on their own, grinding shamelessly against Rea's face, chasing the pleasure she could no longer resist. "Who even taught you how to do this...ah..ah.. right there—just like that—don't stop—"
Her legs began to shake violently. She could feel the pressure building, coiling impossibly tight in her core, ready to snap. "I'm going to—Rea, I'm—I can't—"
Then Rea stopped.
She stood abruptly, and Annabella whimpered at the sudden loss, her body aching and empty and trembling on the edge of release. Before she could form a coherent protest, Rea was on her—kissing her fierce and desperate and messy, all teeth and tongue and need. Annabella could taste herself on Rea's lips, on her tongue—tangy and intimate and utterly obscene.
Rea's hands fumbled with her trousers, fingers shaking so badly she could barely work the laces. "Need to be inside you," she panted against Annabella's mouth, her voice wrecked. "Right now. fuck this is so exciting"
"Rea, wait—" Annabella caught her wrist, holding her gaze. She was panting, her carefully composed facade completely shattered, her lips swollen from kissing, her hair disheveled. "I'll let you."Her voice dropped to a husky whisper, rich with promise. "I'll let you have me any way you want. Every way you've been dreaming about. But in our room. Not where anyone could walk in."
Rea looked down and noticed how badly Annabella's legs were shaking, how she was barely staying upright even with the bookshelf supporting her back. Without a word, she swept Annabella up in a princess carry, one arm under her knees, the other around her back.
Annabella made a small sound of surprise, wrapping her arms around Rea's neck. She pressed her face against Rea's shoulder, breathing in her scent—leather and steel and something uniquely her. "You're really a terrible negotiator,"she murmured, but there was affection beneath the exasperation, warmth threading through her voice.
"I doubt that," Rea rasped, striding quickly through the corridors with single-minded purpose. " I still got what I wanted. Gonna make you scream so loud they'll hear you in the next kingdom. And then I'm gonna do it all over again until you forget every name but mine."