Page 22 of Wickedly Yours

There was no holding back after that. My lips were on hers, and heat flooded my veins. Coaxing her mouth open, I used my tongue to show her what exactly I had planned for her. It was fierce—passionate. My hands dug into her hips, desperate to push that fabric back up and bury myself inside of her.

I groaned into her mouth, thinking about how she was bare underneath. About how I’d found her toy in her nightstand drawer, and I wanted to hear what kinds of noises she’d make when she used it.

Pulling the fabric up, I cupped her ass with my hands, enjoying the feel of covering her skin with mine. Massaging her cheeks, I practically inhaled her little mewls, our tongues a tangle of pleasure. Every part of my body wanted her, and I knew I couldn’t walk away. Not now—notever.

Hoisting her up, I let Luna wrap her legs around me, her bare pussy resting over my aching cock, and carried her the few steps to her bed. She ground herself down against my length, and I groaned, finally pulling my mouth away from hers. “Luna.” My voice was rough.

“Hm?”

“You’re a wicked little thing, aren’t you?”

She grinned, leaning in to place a kiss on my neck. “Yes.”Her tongue darted out, licking a line up to my jaw.

Dropping her on the bed, I tugged her pink dress up around her waist before pulling it off over her head, leaving her in a black lacy bra. Leaning down, my teeth snagged on the strap, desperate to have her naked in front of me. Placing a kiss to the swell of her breast, I dipped down before sucking her nipple into my mouth through the fabric.

I wanted to learn her body, to find out how she responded to each touch I gave her, what she liked—all of it.

Luna’s fingers tangled in the buttons of my shirt as she clung to me through my pursuit, my teeth grazing over her nipple and the wet lace as I bit the peak lightly before moving to the other side and doing the same to it.

She fumbled blindly with the buttons, desperately trying to undo them once again.

“Off,” she pleaded, pushing at the fabric after the last few buttons had been loosened. I chuckled, letting my black shirt fall to the floor as I towered over her.

Reaching around behind her back, I unsnapped her bra, bearing her creamy, luscious tits to my view, nipples hardened from my attention.

She laid back on the bed, that light blonde hair that looked like moonlight draped over her sheets. It pooled around her as she stared up at me, her entire body on display. Forme. It was like she was offering herself up on a silver platter. And how could I resist?

“You’re absolutely gorgeous,” I murmured, unable to take my eyes off of her. Watching as her chest rose and fell, those green eyes focused on me like she was worried if she looked away—if she even blinked—that I’d disappear.

“Let me see you,” Luna begged, sitting up to fumble with my zipper. My belt was forgotten somewhere on her apartment floor, and I couldn’t bring myself to worry if her sister had seen it. Not when I had her in front of me like this. “All of you.”

She unzipped my pants, pushing them down my thighs in one movement, and I helped her by kicking them off the rest of the way, watching as her lidded eyes flared as she ran her gaze all over my body.

I was rock hard instantly, and when she wrapped her tiny hand around my dick and leaned down to flick her tongue over the lead, lapping up the bead of pre-cum, I almost lostit.

“Luna,” I groaned. She looked up at me through her lashes, green eyes twinkling with mischief as she closed her lips over the tip. That tongue of hers swirled around, exploring, tasting, and I held myself still. Letting her have her fun.

My fingers closed around her chin, pulling her off of my length. She pouted, and a deep, throaty chuckle escaped my throat. “Patience, Moonbeam. I don’t want to come down your pretty little throat. Not this time, at least.”

Pushing her shoulders, I guided her back down onto the bed and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. I lingered for only a moment before drawing back to my full height. Grasping her knees, I pulled them apart, bearing her slick pink pussy to me.

I dipped my fingers inside of her, pushing two in at once, my eyes glued to the spot where they disappeared inside of her. “Fuck,” I muttered.

“Zain,” she whined. “I want you inside of me. Please.”

“Shhh,” I soothed, scissoring my fingers through her wet cunt. “I gotta get you nice and wet so you can fit me, baby.” The term of affection slipped out, and I couldn’t find it in me to regret it.

She was practically dripping, still affected by her earlier orgasm, but I knew I was big. It came with the territory of being a six-and-a-half-foot tall demon. I was larger than the average human male, and I needed to take my time to make sure I didn't hurt her.

“Oh,Gods,” she moaned, and I kept at it until her back arched off the bed, and she was writhing and begging under my touch. When I finally felt her convulsing around me, the force of her orgasm causing her to curl her toes and gasp, I withdrew my fingers from her, admiring the moisture coating them.

I licked them clean as Luna propped herself up with herelbows. Watching me like a cat poised to strike, ready to catch her prey.

A queen perched atop her throne. The thought came to me, unbidden, and I pushed it back down. It wasn’t time to be thinking of that. Not when I ached, and all I wanted was to forget about everything else and bury myself in her flesh.

“Tell me how you like it,” I said, pumping my length into my hands. “If it hurts, if you need me to stop—” Pulling the silver foil packet out of my pocket, the one I’d found in the same drawer as her toy, I flipped it in between my fingers.

“I won’t,” she promised. “I know you won’t hurt me.”

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