Page 18 of Make Me Lie (Rich Demons of Darkwood 1)

He didn't go slow this time; his hand was under my dress and stroking my clit through my underwear.

"Is this all for me?" he asked as he massaged my soaking wet panties.

All I could do was groan.

"Answer me," he growled, and the command in his voice got me even wetter, somehow.

He turned me around, pushing me against the door where I could hear the pulsing music from the party.

Cain dropped to his knees, staring up at me. It was dark in here, only the light from the streetlights outside providing any way to see.

The darkness seemed to only enhance his beauty. The dim lighting showcasing his perfect features. He was staring up at me, what looked like confusion in his gaze as his eyes met mine. I was confused too. I'd barely talked to this guy, but there was energy threaded between us, a feeling that there was something to this moment...something more.

He blinked, and whatever I saw was gone. Without warning, he threw one of my legs over his shoulder, shoved my panties aside, and buried his face between my thighs.

He sucked and licked, his hot tongue moving in and out of me as he thrusted two fingers inside of me at the same time. My hands went to his head, trying to push him away and pull him closer all at the same time. I'd never had someone do this to me before. And while it felt freaking amazing...it also felt intimate. Too much for a stranger I'd found myself in a dark room with.

He pressed his face into me, his mouth and tongue demanding as he sucked at me rhythmically. His hands squeezed my ass, moving me forward until I was straddling his face. I was in a daze as I watched him, his cheeks hollowing out as he sucked. His stubble scratched my inner thighs, and the sensation, along with the crazy things his tongue was doing, pushed all reasoning out of me. I fisted his hair tightly, thrusting my hips against his mouth. The movement only seemed to spur him on and he let out a loud groan that filled up the whole room.

“Mmmmh.”

Cain ate me like it was his favorite thing. Like he couldn’t get enough. Like he craved it. His moans vibrated through my clit, adding to the sensations spiraling through me. Sounds were coming out of me that I'd never heard before. I'd been possessed, consumed...destroyed.

"Yes, yes," I cried. Everything began to tighten inside of me as his tongue did something crazy to my clit. Pleasure suddenly skyrocketed through me. I thrust my hips desperately, chasing every last bit of pleasure I could get from his mouth. He continued to lick me as the tremors continued to shoot through my body. Cain finally pulled his fingers out of me before giving me one last lick that had me aching for more. His breathing was heavy as he gently lifted my leg off of him and sat back on his heels, breathing heavily with fire in his eyes.

Cain smoothly stood up, pulling me close and sealing his lips over mine, his tongue moving in and out of my mouth. I could taste the salty muskiness of myself on his lips. I wasn’t sure what I thought about that, but I was still too blissed out to worry about it too much.

He moved his mouth to my ear. “You taste delicious,” he said huskily. “I can't wait to fuck you.” Before I could respond, his lips were on mine again, his tongue licking and sucking at my mouth the same way that he’d just done to me on his knees.

Cain started to pull up my dress further, but I put my hands on his chest, finally coming to my senses.

“Not tonight,” I murmured, and he stilled against me with a loud groan.

“You’re killing me,” he said roughly, but his hands smoothed down my dress. He surprised me when he pressed a soft kiss on my lips before stepping away.

“I have a feeling that you’ll be worth the wait,” he said with a wink before stepping fully away and opening the door that led back to the party. In the light streaming in, I could see that his hair was all over the place. Cain's lips were swollen and pouty from what we'd just done. Some perverse part of me liked that you could see that he'd been with me.

As soon as the people out there saw him, a chorus of catcalls were screeched at him. Embarrassment hit me then, and I knew I couldn't go back in there. My skin crawled just thinking of all those eyes on me. He gazed back at me, a questioning look in his eyes like he expected me to just follow him out.

I shook my head and started looking around the room. There were two other doors in here, and I just prayed that one of them led back into the hallway. It was either that, or I was going to wait in here until the party was over.

The first door I opened was a crowded closet, but with the second one I hit the lottery, the musty air of the hallway rushing over me.

It was time to get back to my dorm.

5

Stellan

Irose from the bed and dragged my gray sweatpants on, over my still hard dick. I’d been fucking these two girls for the last half hour, and they’d each gotten off twice—so loudly and enthusiastically that I was pretty sure they were trying to win the jealousy of the girls partying outside.

“Stellan, don’t go.” One of them pouted. She reached over my shoulder, grazing the tip of my cock with her palm. I grabbed her wrist. “You haven’t even gotten off.”

“I guess you just don’t do it for me.” I released her wrist, pushing her away.

Anger darted across her pretty features. I didn’t really care if I pissed her off, but I was being more of a dick than usual because I couldn’t come. Every time I was close, I thought of Aurora’s face, and the girls on top of me were so much… not her. Not enough.

I ruffled the blonde’s hair, winked at the brunette. “Sorry. It’s not you, it’s me. It’s been a long day.”

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