Page 102 of Inflamed By an Incubus

She loved him too.

It wasn’t just the glorious sight of him making her feel that. She soul-deep loved this man, feared that something might happen to her to rip her from him, and wanted to do all in her power to make sure it didn’t.

But right now, that need to be with him, that fear of losing him and forgetting these feelings she had for him, culminated in a powerful urge to have him, to lose herself in the moment and lay claim to all of him.

She raked her gaze down his body, soaking up the sight of him, how his muscles shifted with each hard breath he pulled down as he gazed at her. There was no trace of green in his irises now. They were lit with pure hunger as he stared at her, that look scorching her and making her bold.

Evelyn sat up and pulled her T-shirt off, tossed it aside and didn’t care where it landed as Fenix’s glowing gaze fell to her body. She bit her lip as hunger surged, pooling in her belly, heating her to a thousand degrees, and couldn’t resist the temptation to tease him too. She brushed her right index finger over her lower lip, luring his gaze there. His eyes grew hooded as he stared at her mouth and the gold and blue in his irises shone more brightly as she slowly lowered her finger, tugging at her kiss-swollen lips before she traced it down the line of her throat.

Fenix’s gaze followed it, the enraptured look in his eyes a powerful drug that had her feeling hazy all over as she let her finger drift downwards. His throat worked on a hard swallow as she stroked the swell of her right breast with her fingertips and her arousal soared as her nipples beaded and she thought about touching them, swirling her fingers around them to see what he would do.

It was tempting.

But attempting to stroke them through the lightly padded cups of her modest bra was hardly going to hurl him over the edge. She ached at the thought of revealing her breasts to him and seeing how he would react, the heat curling through her growing hotter as she imagined his pupils dilating and his hunger getting the better of him. Swept up in a fantasy of him mounting the bed and then her, she reached around behind herself and unhooked her bra.

Let the black material fall away from her breasts.

Fenix bared his teeth as his eyes narrowed on them, his entire body flexing, hips surging forwards as if he had no control over himself. Maybe he didn’t. She was so swept up in the moment she felt as if she had little control. Desire dictated her actions, had her wrapped up in the heat of her need and feeling drunk on it.

Evelyn skimmed her hands beneath the curves of her breasts and cupped them.

On a wicked groan, Fenix launched at her.

She gasped as he swept her up in his arms, as his lips descended on her breasts and he sucked her left nipple into his mouth. She came close to screaming his name as he rolled the sensitive bead between his teeth, was teetering on the edge of begging him for more and pleading him to be gentle with her. She wasn’t sure how much of this she could take, was new to it in this life.

A thrill bolted through her as he pressed her back into the mattress and kissed and suckled her breast, as he tortured her with the divine feel of his mouth on her flesh. She groaned and arched to meet him, unable to hold back the reaction as she sank into her lust, was swept up in it and the need to climax building within her.

She didn’t realise what Fenix’s hands had been doing until he yanked her trousers down and cool air kissed her hips. He eased to one side and shoved them down as he kissed over the plane of her stomach, nipping at it whenever he groaned, his rumbling moans music to her ears that kept her passion at boiling point.

Together with the thought of what he might do next.

Oh God, she needed his mouth on her there.

Throbbed at the thought of his skilled tongue teasing her sensitive bead as it had teased her nipple.

He broke away from her on a strained groan, as if he knew the wicked path of her thoughts, and made fast work of removing her boots and the rest of her clothes, slowed as he peeled away her panties to leave her naked. She had never been more aware of a man’s gaze on her as she was in that moment. She gazed down the length of her bare body to him, shivered as she caught him staring at her like a man starved.

He slowly moved between her legs, the way he gently eased her thighs apart making her hyper-aware of him and what came next, making her breath lodge in her throat as she waited. Every inch of her stilled as he kneeled between her legs, his palms skimming upwards over her trembling flesh. His hungry gaze seared her, had her aching with a fierce need of him and willing him to take her.

She needed to feel his mouth on her flesh. She needed to feel him filling and stretching her.

Claiming her.

He swooped on her sensitive flesh, tearing a scream from her throat as pleasure blasted through her. He groaned, as if he had felt that pleasure. It struck her that he had. Her pleasure was giving him strength, and the thought that she was making him stronger drew back the bolt on the floodgates.

Rather than holding back, she let herself go.

With each skilled flick of his tongue, she moaned, loud enough that anyone in the house would hear, but she didn’t care. She wouldn’t hold back. She would show Fenix everything he made her feel, would let it all flow through her. He eased her legs further apart, opening her to him and she cried out as he lowered his head and speared her with his tongue, probing her. Warmth rushed from her, a flood of desire that had him groaning and lapping at her, and she couldn’t stop herself from tunnelling her fingers into his tawny hair to grip it hard as she worked herself against his mouth, seeking that one push that would send her tumbling over the edge.

When it hit her, she didn’t tumble.

She soared.

Stars winked across her vision as pleasure detonated inside her, every inch of her shaking as release wracked her, had her crying his name over and over again, on every panted breath that burst from her lips.

Fenix didn’t give her a chance to come down.

He impaled her in one slow, impossibly deep thrust, stretching her quivering body around his thick, hard shaft, and set a pace that had her soaring through the haze of one climax towards the next.

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