Chapter 203: [Bonus - ] Voyeur

Chapter 203: [Bonus Chapter] Voyeur

The remaining ice melted in Maverick’s palm, water trailing down his fingers as he hooked them into the waistband of her panties and dragged them down her legs in one smooth motion. Aria stepped out of them obediently, her breath shaky.

He knelt before her, his hands gliding up the backs of her thighs to push her skirt out of the way, holding her exactly where he wanted her.

For one torturous second, nothing happened. Aria felt his breath fan hot against her as he simply breathed her in, and the anticipation nearly undid her before he’d even touched her.

Then his mouth finally closed over her clit, and Aria’s entire body seized.

A sharp, broken cry tore out of her, her hips jerking forward as if she’d been struck by something electric, her knees buckling instantly. The vines caught her, supporting her weight, and Maverick hummed low in his throat at the taste of her, the deep, satisfied sound vibrating against her clit.

He started slow, dragging his tongue in long, flat strokes from bottom to top, pausing to circle her clit lazily before retreating again. Every pass pulled a fresh gasp from her throat, her fingers tugging uselessly against their restraints.

"Maverick," Aria breathed, his name catching somewhere between a plea and a warning.

He answered with a low groan, sinking his tongue lower, pressing it just inside her, testing, unhurried enough that she felt every inch of the slide. Aria’s thighs quivered around his head, and a broken moan slipped free before she could stop it.

"Fuck," Aria gasped, startling herself with how filthy and unfamiliar the word sounded coming from her own mouth. "Don’t stop, please, don’t you dare stop."

Maverick growled his approval against her, the rough vibration making her cry out again. He pulled back only to drag his tongue upward once more, circling her clit with renewed purpose, flicking it rapidly now, building a relentless rhythm that had her hips rolling helplessly against his mouth.

The vines around her wrists, sensing the frantic pull of her body, loosened just enough for one hand to slip free. Aria didn’t hesitate. Her fingers dove straight into his hair, fisting tight and dragging him harder against her.

Maverick groaned at that, the sound muffled against her as he sucked her clit fully into his mouth, alternating firm pulls with quick flicks of his tongue that had Aria shaking.

"Oh God," she sobbed, her voice cracking. "Right there, Maverick, please, right there—"

Maverick didn’t relent. If anything, her begging only spurred him on, his tongue working her with a precision that bordered on cruel, switching patterns the moment she grew used to one, keeping her teetering on some impossible edge.

Aria’s thighs quivered around his head, her throat growing raw from the sounds escaping her, somewhere between sobs and moans she couldn’t separate anymore.

"You taste so fucking good," Maverick rasped, barely pulling away long enough to speak before diving right back in, as if even that brief separation was too much.

That filthy admission did something to Aria she wasn’t prepared for. Heat coiled tight and fast in her belly, turning her next moan strangled and desperate.

"I’m close," she gasped, her hips grinding shamelessly against his mouth now, chasing it. "I’m so close, don’t stop—"

Maverick obeyed. He doubled down, sucking her clit into his mouth with firm pressure while his tongue flicked relentlessly against it, and Aria’s entire body locked up.

"Maverick—" His name broke apart into a sob halfway through, her back arching hard against the tree as the coil inside her finally snapped.

Aria came with a raw, unrestrained scream as pleasure crashed through her in uncontrollable waves. Her fist tightened in his hair, pulling hard, though Maverick only groaned at the sting, the sound vibrating against her oversensitive flesh.

He didn’t let up.

Even as her body shook through the aftershocks, Maverick kept his mouth on her, licking slowly, drawing out every last pulse of her release instead of letting her come down. Aria’s legs buckled entirely, her moans turning breathless, somewhere between laughter and sobs from the overstimulation.

"Maverick, I just—" she gasped, fingers still tangled in his hair. "I can’t, I just came—"

"I know," he murmured against her, voice wrecked, before his tongue dipped lower again, building her right back up. "Doesn’t mean I’m done."

Aria’s head fell back against the bark with a broken moan, her hips already rocking weakly into his mouth despite how sensitive she felt, caught between begging him to stop and pleading for more.

It was through that haze that she somehow managed to lift her head, and her heart jolted at the sight. There, half-shadowed beneath the trees, stood a figure she recognized instantly.

Silver hair. Silver eyes.

Caelis.

"Maverick—" She tried to warn him, but her voice fractured into a moan instead, and Maverick, utterly lost between her thighs, didn’t hear her.

Aria was already too far gone to care properly. Caelis made no move to leave, standing perfectly still beneath the trees, watching silently.

Fine. If he wanted to stand there like some pervert and watch, that was his problem.

Aria held his gaze instead, lips parted and breath ragged, letting him see exactly what Maverick was doing to her, some reckless, delirious part of her refusing to look away first.

Then Maverick curled his tongue in a way that made her vision white out, and Aria screamed, her head snapping back against the tree as she shattered again, harder than before.

He continued through the shuddering aftershocks until her legs went completely weak beneath her, her body trembling from two back-to-back climaxes.

Finally, Maverick lifted his head, chin and half his face glistening with her release, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.

"Interesting lesson, right?" He grinned up at her, breathless but smug.

Aria only sighed, letting her head fall back against the tree, utterly spent. Then she remembered Caelis.

But when she looked toward the trees again, he was already gone.