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“What are you—ah.” Her words cut off on a moan as I covered one nipple with my mouth and sucked on her through the fabric between us.

Her fingers threaded through my hair and I had half a mind to stop her, but it felt so bloody good.

“Grim, why are you teasing me like this?”

Releasing her nipple, I rolled my gaze up to meet hers. “Because we only get one first time, wildflower. I want it to last so centuries from now I can recall every detail with vivid clarity.”

Emotion clouded her eyes until there was a silvery sheen over the blue. Then she smiled and ran the tips of her fingers through my hair, gently scratching my scalp with her nails and sending tiny shivers down my body. “Okay.”

I chuckled. “Was that your way of giving me permission to continue?”

She lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “It was me saying okay.”

“To?”

“Anything . . . everything.”

“You know exactly what to say to break down my control, don’t you? Naughty little succubus.”

She reached for my collar, but I stopped her once again, needing the reins so I could have her the way we both wanted. I tore her nightie down her shoulders, stopping when the straps reached her elbows, effectively restraining her. Though if she gave it any effort, she’d be able to free herself easily. This was a game, and she knew the rules.

Leaning forward, I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked hard, drawing out another sexy whimper. My hands had a life of their own, roving over her body and mapping every inch ofher I could reach. As much as I wanted this to go slowly so I could commit each touch to memory, I ached to feel her wrapped around me—the real me, not my shadow self.

Before the thought could fully register, I willed away my clothes until I was sat naked before her. Then I grasped her by the backs of her thighs and tugged her down until she straddled my lap.

She collapsed with a breathless laugh, her hands coming to rest on my shoulders. “What happened to slow?”

“Fuck slow. What if we wake before we’re finished?”

Her grin was a wicked thing as she leaned in and pressed her forehead to mine. “I think I’m in charge of that. We won’t wake until I say so.”

“That could be dangerous.”

“Well, if it’s serious enough, I’m sure it will disrupt my focus and pull us out. But that doesn’t have quite the same ring to it, so just go with it.”

My lips twitched at her playfulness, but I schooled my face back into its usual somber expression and gave her a nod. “Of course.”

I was so focused on her delicious mouth I didn’t notice her hand working its way down until she wrapped it around my length. Something between a groan and a shout left me at the contact, and I let my head fall back onto the couch as she stroked from base to tip.

“Fuck, wildflower. You're killing me.”

“Me killing Death?”

“Put me inside you. I want to watch you ride me.”

She leaned forward so her forehead rested against mine, her breath warm as it teased my lips. “Always so bossy,” she whispered, her grip on my shaft tightening as she lined us up.

It was an exquisite sort of agony as she lowered herself down, taking me into her so slowly I held my breath for fear of lettingthe feel of her send me over the edge before I was ready. The riot of sensations was almost too much for me to process. Her heat. The velvety friction. The tight fit.

Fuck, it was everything. I may not have been a virgin in the literal sense, but anything I’d known before Merri was forgotten. There was no comparison. Joining with her was like experiencing sex for the first time. The way it was truly intended to be.

“Grim.”

Her moan of my name had my fingers digging into the soft swell of her hips and urging her to move. She looked away, her eyes downcast, but I was having none of that. I let out a low growl of warning and pulled her forward just a little.

“Take what you want, but look at me while you do it. I’ve waited this long to have you, and I intend to have all of you.”

Her lips parted in a wordless gasp as she obeyed. I found a twin to the wonder I was experiencing in her eyes. This was different for her as well. I’d bet everything I was on it.