Page 137 of Inflamed By an Incubus

She raked blunt nails over them, scoring his skin, eliciting another groan from him as he arched into her touch again, a thrill bolting down his spine. His cock kicked in response, so hard it hurt, his body primed and ready for her as the heavy scent of her desire swirled around him, filling his lungs and tugging his incubus side to the fore.

He needed to be inside her.

His eyes shot up and he gasped, every inch of him tensing as she wrapped her lips around his shaft, taking him into her wet heat. He shuddered and groaned, rocked his hips to meet her as she swallowed him, couldn’t keep still as she tormented him with the pleasure of her touch. Her left hand wrapped around him to grip him fiercely as she lightly feathered the fingers of her right over his stomach, the twin sensation of hard and soft addling his mind as she sucked him. Oh gods.

He swallowed hard as every inch of him lit up, as her pleasure flowed into him with each moan that vibrated along his cock, with every swift stroke of her mouth and hand over his flesh.

“Evelyn!” Fenix bellowed and his hips jacked up, his lungs emptying and legs shaking as release boiled up his shaft and he spilled into her mouth.

Her little groans of bliss as she swallowed around him had him shuddering and aching for more, pushed him straight through one release towards the next, and he struggled to breathe and catch up as she released his length. She prowled up his body, the heated look in her eyes setting him on fire, rousing his incubus side into a frenzy.

On a low snarl, he seized her wrists and yanked her up to him, meant to flip her onto her back and bury himself in her, but she gripped him under his knees and pushed them up towards his chest and shoved his legs apart.

Pinning him in place as she manoeuvred over his still-throbbing cock, pulled it up like a flagpole and sank onto it.

His hands flew to his own knees instead and he spread his legs further apart as she kneeled over him, riding him hard, her breathless moans delighting his ears as she bounced on him. This was new, and gods, it was incredible, made his incubus side wild as she gripped the backs of his thighs to keep them bent towards his arms and took him.

Her breasts swayed with each powerful downwards thrust, her face screwing up as she moved faster, taking him harder, and he couldn’t stop himself from soaking up some of her pleasure, devouring it as she dominated him. He groaned as he looked between his own legs to watch himself sliding into her, filling her as she claimed him.

Her rhythm faltered and she cried out, her entire body quaking as she sank onto him, taking every inch of him into her quivering core before she slowly rose up again, and then down, her pace leisurely. Fenix groaned as she flexed around him, tugging at him, the feel of her release enough to tip him towards another. He reached for her and she eased off him to sink to the floor beside him.

He rolled towards her and gathered her to him, lifted her left leg and fed his cock into her still shaking sheath, and slowly thrust into her as he kissed her. She moaned and he sensed her rising desire, focused on stoking it back to a rolling boil as he savoured the feel of her around him and couldn’t stop thinking about the position she had taken him in.

His balls tightened, another release gathering at the base of his length, and he quickened his pace, a slave to his need to spill inside her. She moaned and lifted her leg higher, opening to him, and he grunted as he plunged into her, managing only three strokes before seed boiled up his shaft and stars burst across his closed eyes. She groaned and rocked against him as she quivered again, her body milking him, demanding more.

He would give it to her.

Later.

Right now, he needed to ask her a question.

He drew back when he had caught his breath and her eyes slowly opened, her golden irises hazy with pleasure that flowed from her into him.

“How did you learn to do that?” He searched her eyes, fearing the answer would be another man.

She smiled lazily and breathed, “Cosmo.”

“Is that a bloke?” he growled.

She shook her head and shuffled closer to him, flexed around his length, sending a bolt of bliss through him.

“A magazine,” she sighed. “It was way better than I thought it was going to be.”

He couldn’t agree more. It had been mind-blowing. As an incubus, he knew a lot of positions, had always been into the more adventurous ones, but he had never seen or done the one she had used on him, and it left him with another question.

One that felt oddly vital to him, something which he blamed on his incubus side since it was hungry for more, eager to try something else that was new.

“Was it the only position they showed?” He tried not to blush as he asked that.

Her golden eyes grew heated, sending a shiver down his spine, and a sultry smile tugged at her lips.

“No.”

That single word made him swallow hard.

“There were others.” She feathered her fingers down his damp chest, rousing his passion as fire chased in the wake of her touch.

Fenix groaned and tugged her to him, plastering her front against his. “Others?”

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