Page 10 of Give a Devil his Due
“Are they ready to leave?” Her voice is raspy, which tells me she hasn’t spoken since our conversation with Satanael.
“Not yet.” Throwing caution to the wind, I join her on the bed. My fingers graze the side of her face, and her eyes flutter shut. “It will be best if we leave at first light instead of now, I think.”
“Did something happen?”
“No, but we can all use the rest.” Her gaze flicks to my face at my comment. “All of us have been cleaning up the city as best as we can. Muscling halfway across the country is no problem, but we do need to strategize too if we do find any jinn.”
“I think we won’t find any jinn.” Her head lifts, and she turns to face me. “The Fates destroyed whatever was left of them when I made the deal.”
“To be the balance.” It’s not a question, yet she nods regardless.
“Listen Eric, I …” Hel gnaws on her lower lip, and I tug it out from under her teeth with my thumb. “Umm, maybe I didn’t exactly tell you everything the Fates said to me.”
“Okay, I’m all ears.” Plucking her off the bed, I settle with my back to the headboard and place her in my lap. “Take your time. This may take a while.”
“Well”—She shivers when my hands glide up her arms and over her shoulders—“I don’t really have a choice in what I could or couldn’t agree with … whatever is shoved at me.”
“Mhmm.” Nuzzling her exposed throat, I start pressing featherlight kisses up to her ear and back, flicking my tongue in the spot where her neck meets the shoulder. “No choice, got it.” My lips graze her skin, and it pebbles from the brush of it. “What else?”
“They wanted to take something from me I was not willing to give.” My mate tilts her head to the side, and I can’t stop the smile at seeing the submissive pose.
The brush of my lips turns into open-mouthed kisses, and Helena groans, her fingers latching onto my shoulders. Taking advantage of that, I wrap my hand in her hair to hold her in place as the tip of my tongue travels from her clavicle, up her neck, and around her jawline. Nuzzling her cheek with mine, my cock jumps when she sighs, and her hips jerk forward to press harder on it. Slowly, I bring our mouths closer until the corners graze hers, and then I flick my tongue there, making her squirm.
“I know what you are doing.” The accusation is mute because she is gyrating on my lap and driving me insane.
“Is it working?” Pulling back, I lock my gaze on hers and smirk when I see how dilated her pupils are.
“I’ll tell you in a minute, keep going.” She grabs a fistful of my hair and jerks my head back. “But I think you are wearing too many clothes.”
Her mouth crushes on mine, and without missing a beat, I spear my tongue inside it. Like a starving male, I devour her, sucking, nipping, and licking every space I can reach. Helena wraps around me tight, pushing her core on my erection, and I can feel the heat coming from her warming me through the fabric of my pants. Taking hold of her ass with both hands, I grind her on me, and the low moan nearly makes me spill like a pubescent boy. Her unique-to-her scent fills my nostrils, and I can barely hold onto the control I have so I don’t rip whatever she is wearing to shreds.
“I could say the same for you, Hel.” Panting as I come up for air, I nip at her swollen lips. “I’ll fix that little problem we have, but you can continue telling me what you haven’t shared with me yet.”
“Okay.” She nods enthusiastically and scrambles off me so I can start undressing her. “I can’t remember what I was saying.”
It soothes my male ego that my mate reacts readily to any contact with me, and I’m not ashamed to grin at her dazed state when I slide to the edge of the bed and pull her to stand between my legs. I run my hands over her sides and her breasts, molding them between my fingers until she throws her head back and silently demands for more. Giving my claws an inch of space to come out, I hook them under the seam of her shirt and rip a straight line up her spine, tugging it off her with a flick of my wrist. When I latch onto her erect nipple and suck hard, her mewling fuels my urgency to be inside her, so I make quick work of her pants too.
“I can never get enough of seeing you naked.” She struggles when I hold her at arm’s length to look my fill. “Are we back to being ashamed when I look at you?” Her gaze drops, and I duck my head, searching for it until she looks me in the eye. “You don’t believe me when I say you are the most beautiful female I have ever seen?”
“We both know I’m not.” One corner of her mouth cocks into a wry grin.
“To me you are.” Hooking a crooked finger under her chin, I lift her face up. “That’s all that matters, because if another male wants to have you like this, I will rip him into so many pieces Heaven and Hell won’t be able to put him together.”
“You really mean that.” Her green gaze darts between mine.
“Do you know why you are the most beautiful, Hel?” When her head shakes, I let her see everything I feel for her in my own hungry gaze. “Because you are mine. Only mine.”
Everything to this point was worth it just to see the smile blossoming on her pretty face. Her small hand cups my cheek, and I sigh as I turn and place a kiss on the center of her palm.
“You are mine too, Eric, and I think you are still way too dressed for this.”
Helena squeals when I yank her off her feet and throw her on the bed in one move. Her lips part when I stand to face her, reaching back tugging the t-shirt over my head. “That’s something I can fix immediately.”
As soon as my pants hit the floor, I descend on her like a male possessed.
Helena
Eric’s hands all over me mess with my head, and I have to struggle to think. Maybe if I kept my mouth shut I could enjoy his naked body pressed over mine from shoulder to groin, but I had to blab shit out. His mouth travels down my neck and chest, the tip of his tongue swirling over my exposed, sensitive skin. Thrashing my head from side to side, I reach for him, my fingers kneading his back and shoulders with mad urgency.
