He doesn't say a word — just stares, eyes locked on mine, his chest rising a little quicker with each breath.
“Kali… what are you—”
I don’t let him finish.
My hand moves swiftly, reaching for his crotch before he can react. His breath catches as I tug down the zipper, a seductive grin tugging at the corner of my lips, watching his eyes widen in stunned disbelief. The air around us crackles with anticipation as I run my splayed fingers down his growing erection.
His nostrils flare as he watches me, but he makes no move to stop me or even recoil; that alone gives me so much power.
Without breaking our eye contact, my hand slips into his pants, taking hold of him. He inhales sharply, his steely gaze darkening into pools of obsidian.
My hand seems feeble in comparison to the veiny monste
