Page 81 of All the Devils are Here

I blinked, and he was in his panther form, sauntering down a hall I assumed led to his room.

Laurent was trying to hold in his laughter. I felt weak in my limbs. “I need a drink.”

Turning, I went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass. There was a pitcher of water, and I poured myself some, leaning on the counter.

“We’ve been here before,” Laurent’s voice came from behind me, and my whole body stood on end. I turned, and he was closer than I realized. It wasn’t dark now, and his clothes were wet and bloody, but he was still the same man from that night in his kitchen.

“We have.”

Slowly, Laurent walked to me and smiled. “I think it went something like this.”

He slipped his hand behind my neck and kissed me. This time it wasn’t gentle, and it certainly wasn’t human. He held nothing back, pressing me back against the counter and moving his knee between my legs, just like he had that night.

“Laurent,” I said.

“Mate.”

“If you’re planning on stopping—”

His mouth slammed down on mine, arms lifting me off the ground like it was nothing. And then we were moving. Away from the kitchen and back toward the bedroom I’d started thinking of as mine.

He was distracting me from reality, and I was going to let him.

“There’s nothing in this world that could stop me right now.” Laurent’s voice was gravel, and his hands on my hips hardened and grew. Heat and desire curled low in my stomach. I wanted him.

I wanted all of them, but this moment between us had been coming for a long time.

Laurent tumbled me onto the bed, and I was left looking up at him. “Is this where you show me how that night should have gone?”

He shook his head before pulling his shirt up and off, revealing the angry red lines that remained from when his heart had been taken from him, and a body I’d been dreaming about. “No, Meg. Because I would have been careful with you. What you needed that night, and at the club, wasn’t a monster. You needed someone to see you. Now? The last thing you need is for me to be fuckinggentle.”

I shuddered, and he dropped on top of me, taking my mouth in a brutal kiss. My mouth would be bruised later, and I absolutely did not care. Laurent was right. I needed feral. I neededwild. I needed a monster.

Like he’d heard my thoughts, Laurent transformed. The sleek wings burst from his back, stone climbing over his shoulders and up his neck. His face turned into a statue, harsh and beautiful. Finely carved.

His hands found the collar of my t-shirt and the fabric tore like it was paper as he pulled it apart, exposing me to him. I wriggled out of it, tossing the fabric aside before he tore my leggings off me.

“You always smell so fucking good.” He was kneeling at the side of the bed and turned that stone face into my inner thigh, biting without breaking the skin. “Lemons and daisies. I kept them in my house whenever you weren’t there.”

“What?”

Laurent hauled my legs apart and didn’t answer my question. He kept—fuck. His mouth was human once again, the softness of his tongue swirling over my clit while stone claws held me open.

He wasn’t gentle.

Changing back and forth between stone and flesh, Laurent consumed me with lips and tongue. The rough texture and pure heat had pleasure building beneath the surface. Pure, glorious pleasure. And then he pulled away.

“Laurent.” His name was a desperate moan and a plea. “Please.”

He crawled up my body, eyes locked on mine. My monster was the kind of creature people would be afraid of in the night. Looking into these eyes and seeing a stone body and stone wings? People would be afraid for their lives. I wasn’t afraid for mine.

“I want my cock inside you when you come,” he growled, huge hands gripping my ribs and turning me over. Knees spread me apart, and his claws landed on my hips, yanking me back onto his cock. His human cock.

I fisted the blankets, not at all quiet as he thrust deep. My body was ready, and it wasn’t at the same time. I wanted fucking everything.

The room was filled with the sound of my voice. No words, just me unable to keep quiet while he was inside me. And the sound of our bodies slamming together, the slap of flesh on flesh as Laurent unleashed himself.

He got his wish. I came, unable to hold myself back.Fuck, I never came this fast. With anyone.

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