Page 106 of The Demon's Delight
“You’ve messed up your clothes again,” I said low, reaching my hands under her tunic, pulling it up and over her head, tossing it on the floor.
“So have you,” she repeated, copying my actions.
“You are a wild creature, Hailon. Suited for violence. A goddess of vengeance. You wield a dagger as well as I do. Better. I love seeing one in your hand, particularly mine. You are my perfect mate. I adore you.” Every time I stopped speaking, I kissed a new spot down her neck, along her collarbone. “I’ve been very, very good, beloved, and I am in awe of your beauty. Is this something you want right now? May I have you?”
“You’d better,” she breathed.
I dropped to my knees with a growl, hardly able to focus through the haze that had fallen over me. I tugged at the waist of her trousers, dropping them off her hips and to the floor. She stepped out of them, resting one foot on my shoulder. I traced my hand up her leg, noticing the small trembles her muscles gave, the flush to her cheeks, the gasps she made when I replaced my hand with my tongue.
I buried my face between her thighs, thriving on the way she said my name when I moved my mouth in just the right way. Her eyes never left mine, her gaze fierce as I consumed her. The telltale pulses of her arousal followed quickly on the heels of me pressing two fingers into her wet heat. I suckled the tight bundle of nerves, teasing it gently with my teeth, her hips pushing toward me in response. She moaned, threading her fingers through my hair.
“Horns,” she gasped, eyes slipping closed.
I grinned and released them, as she asked. Her hands wrapped solidly around the sensitive appendages once they wereout, tingling under her firm grip and sending a throb directly to my cock. She directed me where she needed me most using them as her guides, her foot simultaneously pushing me away and dragging me closer as her arousal surrounded me. She came roughly and with a shout, pulsing around my fingers, but I kept on. I didn’t stop until she begged.
“Seir,please. I need you.”
I understood. Because I needed her more than I needed my next breath.
She slid limply down the door, and I grabbed her against me, stepping out of my pants as I crossed the room toward the bed. Her eyes were hazy as she looked up at me, her cheeks flushed and the scent of her filling my nose.
“Okay, Moonflower?”
Hailon nodded enthusiastically, reaching for me, but I was still too far back. I leaned over her, pinning her hands above her head with one hand. She arched and wriggled, trying to take what she wanted.
“I love you greedy, Hailon.” I pushed forward, filling her up completely. Both of us inhaled at the sensation. I hoped it would always be like this, always feel this way between us. “Fuck, I’ve missed you.”
I leaned down to kiss her as I started to move my hips, her tiny little moans sending shivers down my spine. Her legs tightened around me as I gave in to the instinctual motion, my tail between us stroking her nub, one hand lifting her hip so I could get even deeper.
Her thighs began to tremble, and I sucked air through my nose to try to resist the impending climax chasing down my spine. It was useless though, because those brilliant eyes were fixed on mine again as she gasped and shuddered, and I was powerless not to fall into the abyss with her. Hailon’s body clamped down on me, my rhythm stilted as thought becameimpossible. I plunged in as far as I could go, trying to become one entity with my mate as my release powered through my body.
Panting, I sagged over the top of her and claimed her mouth again, gently winding my tongue around hers, seeking, tasting. I let go of her wrists and slid my hands between her back and the sheet, wrapping my arms around her, making us an inseparable tangle of limbs.
I traced along the tiny raised dots of her scars, sucking lightly along the ridge of her shoulder.
“Are you tired, beloved?”
“No. I’m not tired.”
“Good.”
I lifted her with me as I stood and took us to the bath. I ran the water extra hot and took my time washing us both, just so I could touch as much of her as possible.
When we finally made it into bed, I tucked myself behind her, my tail wound firmly around her ankle, and her hair tickling my face.
I’d never slept better.
Hailonand I entered the dining room the next morning to find the round table already well occupied.
“Good morning!” Grace greeted us, her hands full of plates as she crossed from the kitchen to the table. “I’ll be right back, okay?”
“Please, don’t go to any trouble—” Hailon started, but Grace was faster.
“Coffee is in the big decanter, tea in the pot. I’ll be right back with some plates.”
“Thank you!”
“It’s really quite pointless to argue with her,” Rylan smiled. “She’s very dedicated and will do what she thinks is right regardless. Pull up some chairs, Seir.”
