I opened my mouth to take his shaft in; I bobbed my head, wriggling my tongue around his cock to taste myself. “Mmmm, I taste good,” I smiled. He...laughed, “Oh I know baby.” I had licked and sucked my own juices of Daddy, so now I wanted to make him cum…I wanted him to explode it in the back of my throat. I started by rubbing his shaft, only at the base to start, and then along the whole shaft. I continued to do this as I kissed the head of his cock, slowly taking it into my mouth, more and. That's where we were now. I was rolled up in the covers while James tugged at them. "Sophie, come on. Give me some of the covers. I'm naked over here." I opened one eye and peered over at him. "I noticed." I snuggled deeper into the covers. It might be childish but he'd brought it on himself. He shouldn't have tickled me. He also deserved the kick to the stomach I'd given him in order to get away. I felt him get up but didn't realise what he was doing until the covers were ripped away and the. I rolled my eyes and sighed.Wulf stepped back, blurring into the shadows, and at my nod, Alistair grabbed the wooden plank and shoved. It slid aside with a scraping noise that made me wince, but after a moment, nothing happened – no darkspawn appeared, no shouts or growls echoed from down the passageway – and I let out the breath I hadn’t even realised I’d held. I nodded at Alistair and slipped first through the opening, relieved to see it was a short hallway that opened into a larger, lit room. Using illusions. Tricking us. But I was a Radiant of Rithi. I was trained in the art of painting. I had mastered it.And illusions were merely painting with magic.“Gods damn it!” Sven snarled, stumbling back, blocking an unseen blow. But clumsily. His footing stumbled; his short sword almost knocked out of his hand. “Show yourself, coward!”A laugh rumbled, deep and cruel. And male.I frowned. What game was the faerie playing?I burst out of the tent, standing tall. I knew just the spell to cast..