Page 96 of Accidentally Vacationed with an Incubus

With that, he turned back to his deputy—who was currently shoveling Mr. Cadmus into an evidence bag.

I took a seat beside Devlin, who placed his hand weakly on my lap. “How are you feeling?” I asked.

Devlin’s head lolled toward me, his eyes heavy-lidded. “Like my entire body is made out of limp spaghetti,” he said, lips twitching into a slow grin.

I snorted, smacking his arm lightly. “You should go with Lobato and the healers.”

Devlin let out a weak laugh, his arm trembling as he lifted it to rest over my shoulders. “A blaze of wild dragons couldn’t take me from you, mate.”

Epilogue. Devlin

A week later

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There was no better feeling on this earth than having my face buried between my mate’s thighs—except, perhaps, what we were doing right now. My mouth was still against her slick pussy, drinking in her pleasure, as she lay sprawled across my body, her soft, warm weight pressing me into the mattress, her head nestled between my legs, her lips and tongue working me into a slow, agonizing oblivion.

And for a witch who had been a virgin just last week, she wassinfullygood with her mouth. Every deliberate stroke of her tongue, every teasing scrape of her teeth, every slow, wet suck sent a fresh wave of heat crackling through me, my muscles tightening with the sheer effort of restraint. It was all I could do to keep my hips still, to let her explore, to let her take what she wanted—because she needed to come first. Numerous times. She would fall apart beneath my touch before I even thought about allowing myself that release.

Unfortunately, exhaustion had me a little off my game this morning.

I groaned, fighting against the tight twist of pleasure threatening to unravel, and lifted my head once more, seeking her out with single-minded devotion. I found her slick entrance, my tongue pressing deep inside her, swirling, flicking, teasing that sensitive patch of nerves. Her entire body jolted at the sensation, her thighs trembling around my head as a muffled moan vibrated around my shaft. That sweet sound shot straight through me like lightning, igniting every nerve ending in my body.

Fuck, she was intoxicating.

I gripped her thighs, spreading her wider, pulling her closer, needing to taste her deeper, to feel her unraveling against my mouth. The scent of her amber and jasmine arousal was thick in the air, making me groan against her as I lapped at her, drinking her in.

Then the teasing crackle of static skittered over my thighs as her fingers danced along my skin. A pulse of raw magic seeped into the touch, coiling pleasure so tightly in my gut that my control shattered. I unconsciously bucked my hips, driving my cock deeper into her waiting mouth.

The feeling was fucking glorious.

But she needs to come first.

I pulled my mouth from her, my lips brushing against her trembling folds as I exhaled a hot, teasing breath. “Using magic isn’t fair, my wicked little witch.”

She let go of me with a wet, sinfulplop. Her voice was pure mischief as she said, “And using an inhumanly long incubus tongue is?”

I growled against her inner thigh, and without another word, I speared my tongue deep into her, thrusting inside her slick pussy, angling just right, teasing until I found the place that would unravel her completely.

Her entire body went taut. “Devlin,” she whimpered, voice breathless.

I held her steady, my tongue stroking her in slow, torturous pulses, dragging her right to the precipice until her thighs clenched around my head. A sharp cry tumbled from her lips as her body convulsed in pleasure. I felt the rhythmic squeeze of her walls fluttering, felt the heat of her climax spill over my tongue, andfuck, she was exquisite like this—lost to sensation, helpless in my hands.

I guided her through it, licking and kissing her through the aftershocks, my grip firm on her hips as she trembled. Only when the last pulse faded did I finally let go, my lips trailing possessively along the inside of her thigh.

She was still gasping, her breath ragged, her limbs lax and boneless as she shivered above me. But then, with a deep, satisfied sigh, she shifted, her body slipping over mine.

She swung her legs over me, her thighs framing my hips as she turned to face me.

I sat up against the headboard, bracing my legs to support her back, my hands settling on her waist as she reached between us, positioning herself, the head of my cock teasing against her entrance. My breath hissed through my teeth at the feeling—at the unbearable heat, the velvet-softness of her, the way she paused for a heartbeat, her eyes locked onto mine, pupils wide, blown with pleasure.

Then she slowly sank down onto me.

A strangled groan tore from my throat as her tight pussy enveloped me inch by inch, gripping me in a way that sent molten pleasure rolling down my spine. She gasped, her lashes fluttering, her lips parting as she took me deeper, her body stretching, adjusting, until she was fully seated, fully claimed.

For a long moment, neither of us moved, caught in the sheer breath-stealing intensity of being joined like this. My hands gripped her waist, my fingers flexing against her soft skin, my control fraying at the edges.

Then she rocked her hips.

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