Page 57 of Red Ruin
Then his flaming weight smashes on top of me, knocking the air from my lungs.
I can’t breathe.
I can’t see through his fire.
“E-easy,” I choke, latching into his white-hot silks before he ashes us both. His soul bends to mine, already conditioned to come to me for comfort.
His flames and tendrils curl obediently, bumping against me as eagerly as kittens. But Vhex is too far gone to do anything but growl.
“I’m right here,” I soothe, already feeling into his meridians and straightening the painful snarls. I squirm until I find his bare hips.
Right.
He’s naked under the fire.
That makes my job easier.
“Be gentle,” I warn, wiggling to part my legs.
Vhex growls and grinds between my thighs.
I bite back a whimper.
His horn isn’t the only part that grows when he transforms.
Even blanketed in hellfire, I can pinpoint the heat of his shaft. The silky-hot tip kisses my bellybutton. His molten pre-cum singes a hole through my shirt, but it can’t burn my skin.
I’m part of him.
My knees tremble.
Nothing exists but Vhex’s heat, his need, and the ache between my legs that begs to let him fill me with his pain.
His lava-pit eyes burn so bright, I blink pink spots. But I keep holding his gaze as I untwist his insides, trying not to purr with satisfaction.
I’m the only one who can fix him.
And, yes.
I’m totally fucked.
Vhex growls, sensing that I’m only giving him ninety-nine-point-nine percent of my attention. His least damaged silks snake together, trying to lasso every free wisp of my energy.
He demands it all.
“I’m not going anywhere,” I murmur, smoothing his ribs. “How do you feel? Better yet?”
“More,” he says low and sultry, smoke curling from the hole of his mouth.
I slide one hand to his tight jaw so that I can work the coils in his head. I ease the other lower and feel through his flames.
Vhex’s hot skin is ultra-smooth and totally hairless.
My fingertips glide through his heat until I find the molten shaft of his cock.
I pump slowly up and down, mesmerized. His candy buttons tickle my skin.
“More.” He thrusts his hips, desperate enough to fuck my hand.
