Page 79 of Lucifer's Redemption

“What does my bunny want?” Luci’s head dipped lower, so close to my little lips. “Does my bunny want me to take care of her?”

I whined, unable to form words. Waiting for a slap to remind me, instead he only chuckled, gently removing my hand from my wetness. His face was right between my thighs, and my face turned red.

What is he going to do?

“You smell so good, my beautiful mate. I just want to taste you.”

Luci’s hand trailed between my thighs; his eyes never left me as his tongue descended from his mouth. “Watch me eat you up, my prey.” His tongue disappeared, touching my clit.

I melted into his mouth, closing my eyes. He stopped until I looked back up to see why he would do such a thing.

“Watch me, or I won’t make it feel good,” he commanded.

Why was that such a turn-on?

His tongue circled, his hot breath fanning the rest of me. Gripping the sheets, I moaned how good it felt.

So much better than the finger.

I moaned again when his lips attached to that fun little spot while a finger prodded the opening to my wet hole. He sucked hard. I gasped and pulled on his hair tightly with my hand. I didn’t know if I wanted him to stop or keep going, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. He tugged on the area between my legs.

My slow climb to ecstasy rose faster and faster while his finger pumped into me, pulling and stretching. My breath ragged from the overwhelming pleasure rolling through my body. Luci’s head lifted from between my thighs, his mouth glistening with moisture.

“Like I said, I could eat you up,” he growled, hovering over me. His mouth descended, tongue entering my mouth, making me taste myself.

“See how good you taste?” he said between kisses, pulling at my lip. “My sweet little bunny,” he cooed. “You are such a good girl.”

The ache between my legs recurred, but this time, I wanted to pleasure him.

“Can I taste you?” I asked boldly.

His head reared back, studying my face. “You want to taste me?”

Nodding shyly, I traced my hand down his six-pack and to that delicious V that pointed straight to my new desire—His thing.

Luci kissed my forehead, sitting with his back against the pillows. I pushed his legs apart so I could get a good seat on my knees. His hand rubbed himself, and that alone, had me panting.

“You don’t have to,” he growled with a strained voice. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“But I want to please you, sir.” I glanced at the throbbing head, which was leaking profusely.

“Bunny,” he whined as he squeezed himself.

I removed his hand, just as he did mine before he bestowed me with those wonderful feelings. His hands clenched the pillows beside me as my bum went right in the air, and I lowered my lips to his tip. I licked it slowly, watching Luci lull his head back.

I stopped licking until his eyes met mine again. “You are supposed to watch,” I whispered.

Luci heaved a breath, growling in his chest. “You’re right.” His hand went to my face, cupping it. “Make me proud, bunny.”

My heart soared, ready to do what I needed to do. Licking the tip again, I ignored the hisses and swirled my tongue around the head.

“That’s it,” he cooed. “Go lower for me, bunny.” My head dipped lower, feeling the velvet smoothness of his shaft along my tongue. The ridges from the head down his shaft had me arching my back.

If his tongue and fingers felt so good, I wonder how this would feel?

My throat widened, trying to go as low as I could. “Fuck yes, Uriel. Fucking so good!”

I pulled my mouth back up, making sure my teeth didn’t hurt him as I sucked his length, feeling the warmth of his hand behind my head. He pushed me back down, I followed where he wanted me, matching the rhythm from the pull of my hair—even when he pushed me so low that I felt the tears pool in my eyes. I didn’t want to stop, no matter how much he had.

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