Page 23 of The Demon's Sinful Serenade
Heat rushed through me at his words. His fingers made quick work of my bra, tossing it aside before pushing me onto my back. He followed me down, his mouth closing around my nipple as his hand kneaded my other breast.
I threaded my fingers through his hair, holding him closer as his tongue swirled and flicked. When he sucked hard, pleasure shot straight to my core.
He drifted his free hand down over my ribs and stomach. His fingers teased the top button of my jeans, undoing it with deliberate slowness. I inhaled sharply, anticipation buzzingunder my skin. He popped each button loose, pausing to graze his palm over my throbbing clit before reaching the last one.
"You're dripping, kitten." He slipped his hand into my panties, fingers dipping between my slick folds. "Soaked and wanting."
"Yes," I gasped, rolling my hips against his hand. "More, please."
"Was that four or five?" He withdrew his hand, making me bite back another sound. His fingers hooked into my jeans, dragging them down my legs. "I've lost count with how eager you are."
A frustrated groan escaped me, earning me a dark chuckle as he blazed a trail of kisses down my stomach, making my muscles jump beneath his lips.
"That must be six," he purred, settling between my thighs once more. His fingers traced the lace edge of my panties.
"Bastard." I lifted my hips again, letting him slide them off. His hands pushed my thighs wider, exposing me completely to his hungry gaze.
He grinned up at me, placing teasing kisses on the insides of my thighs. "I can stop whenever you like."
I opened my mouth to argue, but he surged forward, his tongue delving between my slick folds. The snarky retort evaporated from my mind, replaced by pure fire. Zane devoured me mercilessly, licking and sucking my clit in a dizzying rhythm.
The muscles in my thighs trembled as the pressure built. I rolled my hips, chasing that peak as he lapped at me. Every time I got close, he slowed or switched tactics, keeping me gasping and writhing beneath his talented tongue.
"Fuck, that feels so good," I moaned, tugging on his horns. "Just like that. Please."
"Look at you," he murmured against my center. "Begging so beautifully."
Two thick fingers pushed inside me, filling me in the best way. My hips bucked at the unexpected stretch, crying out at the sheer pleasure of it. His tongue picked up pace again, stroking and flicking my swollen clit. My breathing hitched, getting faster, my toes curling. So close, I was so?—
His teeth closed gently around my clit, and the sharp little pain tipped me over the edge. My climax exploded through me, stars bursting behind my eyelids.
"Yes!" I cried out as my orgasm shuddered through me. Zane kept moving, fucking me with his fingers as I rode out my climax. Wave after wave crashed through me, leaving me breathless and quivering.
Finally, he eased me back onto the sheets, giving one last lick that made my entire body twitch.
"Beautiful." He climbed onto the bed beside me, trailing a finger down my sternum. "And now that I have you here, what am I going to do with you?"
"Anything you want," I promised, and meant it. I reached for the hem of his shirt. "Take this off. Now."
His grin flashed wicked as he pulled the shirt over his head, revealing sculpted red skin that practically begged to be touched. I ran my hands over his chest, feeling the heat radiating from him, tracing every ridge and plane of muscle. His tail curled around my ankle as I reached for his belt.
My fingers fumbled with the buckle, impatience winning out over grace. I yanked his fly open and shoved his pants down his hips, freeing his cock.
Damn.
Long and thick, just as gorgeous as the rest of him. Precum leaked from the flushed red tip. I licked my lips, craving a thorough taste of him. Before I could dip my head to catch it on my tongue, he rolled me onto my back.
"Next time," he promised, lowering his mouth to my throat. He positioned himself between my thighs, teasing the head of his cock through my slick folds. I whimpered as he slid it over my clit, the friction just enough to drive me wild.
"Please," I begged, hips tilting toward him. "Don't make me wait anymore."
He pushed in slowly, savoring every inch as he filled me. We groaned in unison as he slid deeper, stretching me perfectly, until he was buried to the hilt. We stayed like that for a moment, reveling in the connection. It had been so long since I'd had anyone inside me, since I'd allowed myself to get close to anyone. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed it. Needed it.
Needed him.
"You feel amazing," Zane murmured in my ear. He ground his hips against me, the fullness sending shivers up my spine. "Gonna fuck you hard, kitten."
His thrusts started slow and deep, dragging soft moans from us both. His eyes burned into mine as he moved, impossibly bright in the darkness. My hands gripped his shoulders, feeling the play of lean muscle under his skin.
