It was the work of a moment for him to turn off the water, grab the towel, and wrap Jasmine in it.

"What are you doing?" she finally croaked when he lifted her into his arms.

"The bed will be much more comfortable."

"I've never seen anyone move so fast." She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Pilot training." He laid her on the narrow bed using one hand while tugging the towel with the other.

Her large amber eyes grew even bigger. "How come you are so strong?"

Toweling off, he laughed. "Next, you'll ask why my teeth are so long."

Hopefully, his thrall made sure that her brain couldn't process seeing his fangs, but she must have sensed that something was off and that she was in the presence of a predator because a shudder went through her.

"Are you cold?" he asked, tossing the towel into the small bathroom.

She shook her head. "I'm serious. I'm heavy, and you lifted me with one arm like I weighed no more than a feather."

He prowled over her. "Lots of weightlifting." He cupped her breasts and then lightly pinched her nipples.

Jasmine narrowed her eyes at him. "You said that you don't go to the gym."

If she was this coherent, he wasn't doing a good job of pleasuring her.

"You said that you only…"

Lifting her by her waist, he twisted her around before the last syllable left her mouth.

His hand on her nape, he pushed her down so her face was on the mattress and her ass was high in the air.

Jasmine turned her head and looked at him over her shoulder. "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm still worshiping my goddess."

Bending down, he extended his tongue and gave her wet slit a long lick. "Delightful." He smacked his lips before diving in for more.

25

JASMINE

As Edgar's tongue speared into her from behind, Jasmine gasped. It was so erotically wicked to be licked like that, and so was the feel of his strong fingers digging into her fleshy bottom.

It didn't take long until she was spiraling toward an orgasm, and as much as she tried to hold on so it could climb even higher, she was powerless to do anything about it. The climax erupted from her like a volcano, and she screamed something incoherent into the mattress.

Edgar kept gently licking her quivering flesh and pumping his fingers in and out of her until her tremors subsided, and then he flipped her over and looked into her eyes.

"Gold," he whispered.

Still dazed from her climax, she wasn't sure what he was talking about, but then it occurred to her that he was referring to the gold flakes swirling around her pupils.

He closed a warm palm around her breast, feathering his thumb over her nipple. "Are you ready for more?"

She reached between their bodies and took hold of his length. "Does that answer your question?" she purred, stroking him softly and maddeningly slow. "I need you inside me, but first…" She stretched her arm and retrieved a condom packet from her nightstand. "Protection."

With deft fingers, she tore the wrapper and sheathed him with practiced ease. "Now."

He entered her in one smooth thrust, his shaft sliding inside her wet heat with ease and sheathing himself to the hilt.