Page 103 of The Demon Court

“Understood.”

Lust flipped them around, shoving her back until her spine hit the wall beside the door. Flushed and breathless, she watched him as his eyes hungrily trailed from the bottom of her skirts to her neck.

“I’m going to ruin this dress,” he growled. “You’re going to have to burn it when I’m done with you.”

“I want to.”

He lunged forward and grabbed either side of her bodice. With one harsh rip, he tore it in half, the buttons pinging all over the walls and floor as they scattered. It didn’t matter, she didn’t care where they went.

All she cared about was his lips that crashed down onto hers as his hands palmed her breasts. Those talented fingers flicking over her nipples, tiny circles sending her deeper and deeper into madness.

“You don’t know what you do to me,” he groaned, ripping his mouth from hers to circle his tongue around her nipple. “You consume me, Selene. Body, mind, soul, all of it is yours.”

“You don’t have a soul.” She arched her back. “You’re already a spirit.”

“I am a soul who took flesh.” He gave her one more lick before dropping to his knees before her. “But if I do not have one, it is because you own it. Crushed between your delicate hands.”

She looked at him on his knees, ready to service her yet again as though she were a goddess. And she nearly came undone then.

He looked up at her with a wicked grin, then licked his lips. “You’re in charge, little moon. What do you want?”

She should stop. She should tell him that her mother and her sisters would hear them downstairs. That this room was special to her and they couldn’t do this here, of all places.

And yet, the only thing she was capable of doing was hiking up her skirts and wrapping a leg over his shoulders. Biting her lip, she grabbed onto his horn with one hand and braced herself against the wall with the other.

“My pleasure,” he growled. “But I want to hear you scream.”

Oh, she would. She had every time he’d done this and yet he’d never complained once that she hadn’t done it back to him. That she hadn’t slid his cock between her lips and sucked hard enough to make him moan like she wanted to hear.

Like the way he moaned at the first long lick he gave her pussy. Selene let out a hiss, her head thudding against the wall. How was she meant to stay standing for this? His tongue circled her clit, too gently, not hard enough, but then he suddenly sucked. Hard. Two of his fingers sank inside her at the same time and she swore she saw stars.

A curse tumbled from her lips. She rolled her hips against him, chasing his tongue so he’d just put it where she wanted him to be. But no. He licked and sucked and avoided all those tantalizing places because he wanted to torment her.

He wanted this to last a long time.

Selene wanted the exact opposite. She wanted a swift, blinding orgasm that would make her forget everything that had transpired. She didn’t want to be in this room, and he could transport her away from it.

With a snarl, she grabbed onto his horns with both hands and held him in place where she wanted him. He met her gaze, those bright blue eyes seeing far too much and she almost came right there.

He licked, tormenting her until she couldn’t take it anymore. “Make me come, Lust. Then I want you to throw me onto that bed and fuck me into the furs.”

His eyes suddenly glowed violet with whatever power he had that she hadn’t seen before. Only then did he finally start to devour her.

Selene let her head thud back against the wall, hissing out a “Yes,” and he ate her. Consumed her. Devoured her until all the stars in the night sky seemed to get closer, just within reach.

Until someone pounded on her door right next to her head.

Selene flinched, dropping her leg from his shoulder immediately and trying to get away from him. Lust palmed her hips with both his hands, a silent warning that he wasn’t letting her go. Not until she came on his tongue, just like he wanted.

But she couldn’t. Not with someone standing a foot away from her.

Giving him a warning glare, she called out, “Who is it?”

“Selene! Enough of us begged Mother to have you come to dinner with us!” It was Bathilda. The last sibling she wanted to hear from. Bathilda wouldn’t leave until Selene came out. “She said you could join us all. Are you ready?”

“I’m changing!”

The doorknob started to turn.

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