Page 63 of The Demon Mark

“Please touch me like you touched me before. In the pool house. I want to feel like that again.”

She desperately wanted to come apart on him. To fly into a thousand pieces and then come back together again.

“That is a solo experience.” His fingers eased along her slit, slowly tracing the outside edges with a touch that was so feather light it made her stop breathing so she could focus on the sensation. “Do you want to experience it with me?”

Did she? Yes. The immediate reaction in her body was yes. She wanted to make him feel like that as well.

“I don’t know how,” she said. “But I would like to learn.”

Another of his groans echoed through his barrel chest. His head tilted back for a second, revealing those taut lines of muscles on either side of his thick neck. “Fuck, little love. You will be my undoing.”

She wanted that. She liked the idea of it quite a bit. He’d made her fall apart in his arms and she wanted to know what he looked like while he did the same thing. She wanted to hear the sounds he would make and just how much it would make her ache.

“I want to do that,” she replied. “I want to be your undoing.”

His eyes heated at her words before he used his free hand to grab hers. “How much do you know about the male form?”

“Not much.”

“How much of it have you seen?”

“Only a few glimpses here and there from the others when they were bathing.” Her cheeks heated bright red with embarrassment. “I did not like to look for very long. It felt wrong.”

His hand tightened in her hair, twisting her to look up at him as his face curled into a snarl. “Good. I don’t want you to look at anyone but me. I want to be the only one taking up an ounce of thought in your head.”

“I’m afraid you’re the only one I’ve ever even considered,” she whispered in response.

Clearly, she needed to be more confident. So she skated her hand down his stomach, feeling all those muscles bunch and tense in reaction to her touch. “What do I do?”

“Keep going.” His voice got deeper the closer she got to the intriguing hard bar that had pressed against her belly.

So that’s where she focused her attentions. Slowly, ever so slowly, just as he had toyed with her, she took her time getting there. And once she was so close to touching him, she took a deep, steadying breath.

“May I?” she asked.

“Please.” Oh, he was almost begging. That tone in his voice was music to her ears.

She touched him. Drawing just the tips of her fingers up and down the shape of him over his pants. How strange it was to feel something so hard attached to his body. And though she would have liked to think of it with some clinical interest, all she could think was that she wanted to touch more of him. She wanted to hear those little gasps that came from his lips. She wanted to know what else made him squirm like she had.

“Little love,” he rasped. “Do you want to touch it without the barrier of cloth?”

She didn’t have to be asked twice. She’d felt better with his fingers on her, in her, moving and stroking against her skin rather than over her skirts. Without hesitation, she reared up to pull his pants down his hips. He helped her, arching his body and giving her quite the view of all those clenching muscles as she dragged his pants down to his thighs.

Well, that was rather intimidating. His cock was revealed inch by thick inch. Strangely, her mouth watered at the sight of him, but that couldn’t be normal. So instead, she stroked a timid hand up and down him again. Trying her best to do what he liked, but she really didn’t know what he might like.

He must have seen the indecision in her eyes, because he grabbed onto her thighs. “Turn around.”

“What?”

“Come here, sit on my face, and turn around. You’re going to suck my cock, Lilith. However you want, touch as long as you want, but I can see what you need. You want to put it in your mouth, and I desperately want to taste you.”

Oh.

She should be scandalized. Horrified. Disgusted by what he suggested. But the thought of his mouth where his fingers had been? She knew how clever his tongue was when he kissed her, so she could only imagine...

It was all the convincing she needed.

Perhaps it was a little awkward clambering into the right position. She asked a few times if what she was doing was all right, but then her thighs were on either side of his head and he planted a hand on her back to shove her down. Her breasts pressed against his belly, and then his cock was right there. In front of her.

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