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Lilah

My mercy missionhad turned into a scorching-hot moment. I was powerless against the rising tide within me. Roth’s mouth was addictive, and I couldn’t see myself giving it up. I knew what I wanted and refused to stop until I had it. His thumb on my nipple was certain to drive me mad, and his kiss made my thighs go up in flames. Pressing me up against the cool marble, Roth possessed me, claimed me with his wicked tongue and hard chest.

Before long, he trailed a hand down to my sex. I gasped when he began stroking me. When his finger entered me, my knees went weak. But he didn’t stop, only used the heel of his palm to rub my clit as his finger worked me into a frenzy. When I felt as if I could take no more, he slipped another finger in, sending me to a new level of arousal I didn’t even know existed.

“I could do this all day, all night.” His voice was guttural, the embers warring with the midnight in his eyes. He wrapped a strong arm around me and lifted, carrying me from the shower and into the bed, not caring we were both soaking wet.

By the time his body was on top of mine, I was shivering, my need for him blotting out anything else in my mind.

“I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you.” He kissed my chest. “Needed you. All of you.” When he sucked my nipple, I couldn’t stifle a cry of pleasure. Roth answered with a rumbling groan against my flesh. He traveled lower, his wet locks tickling my skin as he dotted kisses down my stomach.

He spread my legs wide and licked me. I cried out each time his wicked tongue licked my throbbing clit. But when he latched his mouth on to it and slid two fingers inside me, the tension within me built and I knew it wasn’t going to stop.

Roth knew what I needed, continuing to lave my sensitive flesh with his tongue as I squirmed wildly. But then I stopped, my hips locking, everything in me going still except the explosion deep inside me. Roth groaned against me as I came, the wave cresting over my body as I drowned in pure bliss such that I’d never known before.

“That’s it, carissima.” Roth gave me another appreciative lick before moving up my body.

My mind still spun, shattered from the ecstasy that had washed over me. He lingered on my breasts, kneading them with his strong hands and giving me no time to recover before my body was again begging for release. In one deft movement, Roth pinned my arms above my head, holding them there with one hand while the other explored the rest of me. His power fueled my need for him, and I let my legs fall open, feeling his thick shaft caressing me. He growled low in his throat and rubbed his crown at my opening, mixing his wetness with mine. When he took my mouth again, I saw those enticing dark eyes, only slightly lit with the burning embers. His demon was there, but it wasn’t in control. Roth was the one who gave me pleasure. It was Roth who promised me more.

I freed one hand to explore, tracing his strong back and his round backside. I ran my fingernails around his side, down his hip, and grasped his length. I was curious and wanting at the same time. Smoothing my hand up and down his shaft, I imagined what it would be like inside me. Roth tensed and buried his head in the pillow next to me, his damp locks falling gently around him. The powerful muscles in his back rippled as he rocked against my hand.

He raised his head, the embers warring with the lovely dark of his eyes. “We must stop.” He kept thrusting to the rhythm of my strokes. He closed his eyes and lifted his head to the ceiling, giving me the opportunity to fasten my lips to his gorgeous neck, sucking and biting as I continued stroking his hard length. He shuddered at my touches, sharing my pleasure. “I can’t risk letting it take control.”

With a hard push, I launched myself upward, pushing Roth onto his back and straddling him. “It’s not the one you should be worried about.”

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