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“My eyes are up here, Lorelei,” he growls. Pulling my gaze up to meet his, he grins as he picks up some body wash and begins to lather it in his hands. “You’re enough to tempt an angel to jump from heaven, baby. Help me keep it together, and let’s wash you off so I can soak my face in your sweet slick.”

My mouth drops open as his hands move over me, and I can feel my slick sliding down my leg. Fuck me, he’s not the only one going to have a hard time keeping it together. I can’t ask him to fuck me, no matter how much my greedy pussy is telling me it’ll be a walk in the park.

No, ma’am. He may break us!

CHAPTER 6

PHENEX

Washing off the descenting lotion makes her scent hit me in the face like a Mac truck. Growling, I drop to my knees in front of her and palm the globes of her ass with my hands. They’re the perfect size, and I use my grasp to lift her onto my shoulders. Her answering squeal makes me grin, because we can’t let Samael have all of the fun of terrorizing her.

Turning slightly, I lean her back against the cool tile of the shower to help her feel more comfortable. I would never let her fall, but she doesn’t know that yet. My nose drags along her soft skin, nuzzling against her pussy. Accidentally, I graze her clit, making her whimper. She’s so fucking responsive.

“Please don’t tease,” she begs, as I continue to tease her.

“Why not? Tell me what you need? I want to hear it, Lorelei,” I growl, kissing her clit as her hips jerk forward.

“Hear? What?” she gasps as I give her light kisses over her sweet pussy. Her slick is heady and sweet, and I expect the very air to smell like cherries soon.

“Tell…me…about how…you want me to eat your sweet cunt out, Lorelei,” I say, punctuating every other word with a lick, kiss, or graze of my fangs along her sensitive flesh.

Her helpless moan makes my dicks thicken with need, but I ignore them. This is about her, not me.

“I need your tongue on my…”

“Cunt,” I bark succinctly. There’s no power in it today, I lost myself when I forced her to do as I bid in my classroom. There’s got to be a damn good reason for me to use it, and this is not it. “Say it.”

“Oh, Phenex, right there,” she whimpers as I continue to tease her.

“You know how to get your way, Baby Girl. Come on,” I urge. I fucking love the sound of my name on her lips. No more Professor Gorsch when I know what her slick tastes like.

All she needs to do is tell me…

“Please eat my cunt until I come all over your face,” she whines, and with that I’m let off my leash.

My finger pushes into her entrance, feeling how tight she is as I begin to eat her out as if my life depends on it. Lorelei’s fingers find my hair to hold onto as she grinds on my face. I can’t breathe, but I don’t care. I can survive or die with a face covered in her slick. Either way, I’m happy.

Her sounds draw Samael into the room. I know before he appears because of the shift in the air, and then he’s perched on the edge of the tub, stroking his cock. The demon is butt naked, but completely silent. Lorelei’s completely fixated on me, her eyes partially closed. The closer she gets, the farther back her head drops until she’s mindlessly grinding and rocking her hips on my face.

I fucking love how lost to her pleasure she is.

Removing my finger, I suck it clean before shoving my tongue as far into her cunt as I can. Her shocked gasp is exactlywhat I wanted, my thumb replacing my tongue on her clit. Her thighs are shaking, her feet digging into my back as she forces me to continue to eat her pussy, as if I would ever leave her high and dry.

Such rubbish. I want her screams to echo rent free in my mind to remind me of these moments. Her skin is deliciously flushed, and I can feel the exact moment she detonates. Samael follows her with an almost silent grunt, his cum exploding across the shower and down the drain.

Holding Lorelei tightly to my mouth, I wring every last drop of her slick out of her.

“Holy crap,” she gasps as I look up proudly at her, knowing she’s probably not going to be able to stand.

Samael disappears as I pull her into my arms, scooting back so I can wash her hair.

“Do you condition or shampoo first?” I mumble against her temple as she drapes herself over my lap bonelessly.

“Condition today,” she rasps.

Not bothering to question it, I make sure I’m not in the spray of the water as I work, pretty sure she’s asleep on my chest. It’s when she begins to lightly snore that I chuckle. She’s sleeping here tonight. My bed is even large enough to accommodate Samael, who won’t want to leave if she’s staying here.

He’ll make sure to get her things from the apartment in the morning. She deserves a night of peace.

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