Page 77 of The Demon Court

Her lips parted in a soft gasp, some emotion flickering that he didn’t like. So he kissed her again. Devoured her. Bringing her attention to him and only him because there was no room for second guessing or anything else. This moment was for them alone. He would invite no one else in, even if only in her mind.

She met him with passion, her back arching so more of her could touch him. Chuckling, he palmed her ribs, smoothing his hands up her sides until he cupped her breast in one hand. And, ah, but she was perfect. His thumb flicked over her nipple and her gasp made his cock twitch.

“Lovely,” he murmured against her mouth. “So lovely.”

And he couldn’t stop himself from bending. He sucked the hardened tip of her breast into his mouth and worried it with his teeth, because how could he not? When she made those little sounds in the back of her throat, wriggling underneath him as though a temptress rather than a sorceress.

Oh, he could make her body do all sorts of surprising things. She’d scream for him all night long. He’d wake her up every hour to plunge inside her, even though he had no idea what her warm, wet heat would feel like gripping him. Not yet, anyway.

Groaning, he let her wet nipple pop out of his mouth before hissing against her, “I need you.”

“Then take me.”

Ah, if only it were that easy. He was no small man and she...

His thoughts scattered as she reached for him, dragging him up her body and holding his hand in hers. “I want you,” she whispered, her eyes locked with his as she pulled his hand between her legs. “You can feel it, Lust.”

He could. Even through her own fingers, her wetness seeped between them, coating both of their fingers with what he knew tasted so perfect on his tongue. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. Not when she stroked herself using her fingers and his, their hands twined together. She dipped their fingers inside herself, together, their fingers twined together as they stretched her.

She felt the pleasure deeply. He could feel it rolling off her, feeding into his power like no other had done before. But even through the haze of his own desire, he could feel it was slightly tainted. Not quite what it should be.

“Selene...” he asked, the word a question more than the moan he wished it was.

“I want to see you,” she whispered. The shadows in her eyes briefly disappeared.

Enough for him to wonder if she was nervous. There was a question he should ask her, but he scrambled off the bed and his thoughts obliterated as she moaned again.

Lust didn’t think he’d ever undressed so quickly. His pants hit the floor and then he was crawling over her. Her gaze locked onto his cock, and he knew what she was thinking.

He was larger than most men, the perks of a spirit taking mortal form. Still, he knew how intimidating it must be for a woman who’d been locked up in a tower her entire life.

A sudden fear spiked through him.

He cupped the back of her head, drawing her attention back to him as he licked her lips and tangled his tongue with hers. And when she was well and truly breathless once more, he whispered, “Have you done this before?”

She snorted. “Do you think I’d be so forward if I hadn’t?”

“And when would you have had time?” He leaned back a little, then wanted to see even more of her. Lust straightened until he was on his knees, legs spread around her hips. “Little moon, you are ever surprising.”

“Do you want to hear about another man while we’re doing this?”

He grinned and fisted his cock, roughly giving it a quick pump before watching her gaze focus on where he gripped himself. “I don’t care. You’ll forget all about him when I’m done with you.”

Her cheeks flamed bright red, and there it was again. Those damned shadows that made him wonder if she wanted this. If she was only doing this for some strange reason that he hadn’t figured out yet, because he couldn’t quite understand what went on in her head.

If she wanted to wait, he would. Tasting her fucking perfect pussy had been more than enough. He’d feast on her for the rest of the night, because he’d certainly come enough in his lifetime to last a few nights without.

He dragged his hands up her legs, fingers already dipping into that honey with his mind made up. “Selene, we don’t have to...”

She sat up so quickly that he almost didn’t track the movement. Blinking in surprise, he hissed out a breath as she wrapped one arm around his shoulder and grabbed his cock with her free hand.

“I want you to put this inside me,” she whispered against his neck, pressing kisses between the words. “I want to feel you come, to know what it is like to be taken by a man who has destroyed women before. I want you to destroy me, Lust. Make it so I cannot think for one night.”

Oh, if only he could.

Those were not the words he wanted to hear because it meant she was battling her thoughts back. She didn’t want to think tonight because of those shadows, and he refused to fuck her unless there were no shadows between them.

Instead, he reached between them and held her hand fisted around him. Slowly, he settled them both onto the bed. He squeezed her fingers harder, showing her how to grip him and how slowly to move. She gasped at the feel of him, her eyes heating with the moment like she thought she’d won.

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