Page 35 of Bite Me

Water rushed up between her legs again, hitting her in all the right places. A steady stream of pleasure. Oh. Ooh.

He swirled the stream around, up and down, rhythmically, the jet pulsing, hitting her in just the right place.

She wrapped her arms around Ky’s neck and tucked her head against his chest. He held her tight and pushed her body beyond what she knew it could do.

He just kept building her up and up, the water flowing over her faster and harder with each breath.

“Come for me again, come, Jada.”

She turned her head and sank her teeth into the sensitive skin of his neck. She had to trust him now, trust that he wouldn’t let her take too much, wouldn’t let her hurt him.

The instant his blood touched her lips her body exploded, sending her mind flying, racing, shattering into a million tiny bits of pleasure.

The flavor of him in her mouth, the touch of his body against her, the scent of his arousal in her nose, and the sound of his voice as he growled her name, all pushed her higher.

“Yes, Jada. God, yes, baby.”

Her body didn’t let up, sucking up not only his blood, and the sexual energy, but all the pleasure she’d been denied for hundreds of years.

She shook, again and again, even as he slowly weakened the stream of a water flowing across her pussy.

She pulled her mouth from Ky’s neck and licked over the wound she’d given him. A peace she hadn’t known before curled around her, giving her respite from the intensity of her orgasms.

She could drift in that serenity forever.

Ky turned the shower off and snagged a warm towel from the wall. Steam caressed her skin. He rubbed her dry and moved to get out of the tub, but she clung to him, not wanting what had happened to end.

“Shh, shh, shh. I’m not going anywhere without you. Let’s get to bed, where I can hold you in my arms.”

He picked her up and carried her to the bed. She was no small thing, but he lifted her like she was a bit of fluff.

This had to be the first and last time she let him do anything like that. She might have given him the control in the shower, but that was over. In the morning, they’d need to talk about the whole claiming thing.

But, later. She snuggled into his arms and was asleep almost instantly.

She woke hours later to an empty bed. She didn’t even remember falling asleep. She reached her arm out to where Ky should have been.

Dumb dragon.

More like stupid succubus.

Men only wanted one thing. Except, had Ky even… no, he hadn’t. She was the one who’d had her mind blown, her body mastered.

The ever-present hunger that ate away at her insides and her soul wasn’t there this morning. Dragon’s blood?

It couldn’t be only that or any incubus or succubus who knew would give up human blood forever. Come to think of it, when she’d bitten Ky, it wasn’t out of hunger, only the passion of the moment.

Her hunger had subsided before that.

It wasn’t the orgasm either. Although, what the fudgeballs? Why hadn’t anyone ever clued her into that part of sex? Three hundred-ish years of orgies and moregies, and not once, not once!

But, every incubus she knew went on and on about orgasms and how hard and long they’d come. It was completely annoying. Maybe it didn’t work the same for female demons.

Now she wished she did have a phone to call Portia and have some girl talk. Oh, god. If Portia was even still alive. She’d been the last person to appear in Leon’s summoning spell, the last person Jada had seen before Ky grabbed her and splashed into the water.

Where and how had they learned to fight demon dragons and she hadn’t? Were any of her coven still alive?

Jada scrambled out of bed and went in search of her clothes. She’d had them last in the bathroom.

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