Page 20 of Wickedly Yours

He notched the head against me, pressing in slightly, and something occurred to me.

“Condom?” I said, breaking out of my haze. What was I thinking? I wasn’t even on birth control. Hadn’t needed to be, because the last time I’d had sex was, well… awhileago.

Zain froze. “Shit.” He dropped his head to my shoulder. “I don’t…”

“I think there’s some in my nightstand.” Just as I was about to get off the counter to search for them, his hand gently restrained me.

“I’ll go. You stay here.”

“I—” My knees were weak, so I didn’t protest.

I closed my eyes as he sauntered off toward my bedroom, leaning my head back against the cabinets as I tried to catch my breath.

“Luna?” My eyes were still shut, and I just hummed in response. “What isthis?”

“Hm?” My eyes flew open and—oh.Goddess. Zain was standing in front of me—holding my purple vibrator in his hands.

Was it possible to die of embarrassment? If yes, at least I’d had one last orgasm. One amazing, mind-blowing orgasm with the most handsome man to have ever walked this planet, but still.

“Can we rewind to a few minutes ago when you had your tongue buried inside of me and forget all aboutthat?”Mortification flooded through me.

I’d never shared that aspect of myself with anyone before. I didn’t think it was dirty or wrong, but it felt strangely…intimate.

“Nope.” A cocky grin spread across his face as he stepped closer to me. “Let me see how you use it.”

“No. That’s definitely… no. No way.” I knew ifI’d looked in a mirror my entire face would be bright red, and I couldn’t even blame all of it on the orgasm he’d just given me. I buried my face in my hands, not wanting to look at him.

He laughed, those hands grabbing mine to expose my face, bringing his back down as if he was going to kiss me again, when?—

A knock sounded on the door.

“No,” I practically cried. It was just our luck, us getting interruptednow.

“Luna?” Willow’s voice sounded, knocking once again. “Are you there?”

“Shit.” I leaned my forehead against Zain’s chest.

“You should get that.” He tucked himself back into his pants and looked sheepish as he zipped them up.

“She’ll go away if we ignore her,” I whispered.

But Zain just kissed the crown of my head. “It’s okay. Talk to your sister.” He tilted his head towards my bedroom. “I’ll be in there.”

I didn’t think about how he knew it was Willow when I was pretty sure he’d never heard my sister’s voice before tonight.

“Thank you,” I said, pressing my lips against his for a moment before hopping off the counter. I shimmied my dress back down my hips and found my panties on the floor. There was no time to tug them on, so I shoved them in a kitchen drawer.

I eyed the vibrator still in his hands. “Put that away while you’re in there.”

He smirked, saying nothing, and I walked to the door, hoping my sister wouldn’t notice the sweaty sheen on my skin.

I took a deep breath and opened the door.

SIX

zain

Icouldn’t stay away. Which was why, for the second night this week, I was here in the human realm instead of at my palace, dealing with whatever crisis was currently unfolding between demons—because there always was one.

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