Page 37 of The Demon Crown

She bumped into a warm body. Impossibly behind her, even though she’d beenwatching.

“So?” he growled in her ear. “Do you want to play with me?”

Damn her. Damn him. Damn this connection between them that he felt too, because she whispered, “Yes.”

He lifted her by the waist, his big hands nearly touching as he lifted her up onto one of the platforms that was covered in gold and gemstones. She flattened out on them, not caring that she sent priceless stones tumbling onto the floor and plinking away from her. Because he’d ripped off the amulet and suddenly appeared, crouched above her like a lion who had run down its prey.

Eyes gleaming like the gold he’d laid her out on, he grinned. “I have yet to claim my kiss, treasure.”

Oh, she would kiss him. If he wanted her to kiss him, then she would devour his lips just like she had last time. But he didn’t kiss her. Instead, he leaned down, warm breath fanning over her throat as he slowly dragged his tongue along the vein that throbbed there.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked, and somehow it sounded like he was asking permission for something very different.

“What?”

“Can. I. Kiss. You?” Greed repeated, his lips sliding down her shoulder and hovering over her breast.

Oh.

Oh.

Yes.

No. No, definitely not. She hadn’t said yes to this, and she couldn’t. Her entire soul was on the line right now and if he didthatthen she would never...

“Please,” she heard herself whimper.

The growl that came out of him was nothing short of animalistic. He latched onto her nipple through her shirt, his tongue flicking at the tip until electric shocks zinged between her legs. And then he bit hard. Hard enough that she arched up into him, and shouldn’t she be arching away? She should not be trying to shove herself closer to that wickedly talented tongue that flicked and circled and made her wild with need.

His hands flexed on her sides, drawing down and over her hips, digging into her flesh in a way that made her see stars.

She wanted him. The same desire as before burned her up from the inside out, and she didn’t think she would survive if they didn’t continue. If he didn’t touch her the way she needed. If he didn’t plunge inside of her, as only a demon king could do.

She opened her mouth to beg him, only to feel a cold breeze on her chest. She sat up on her elbows, looking down to see... nothing. No one. Just the pale outline of her nipple through the wet cotton of her shirt and her legs spread obscenely wide.

She didn’t have time to feel embarrassed. Her pants slid down to her thighs, just enough to expose the shaved mound there to the same breeze. And then warm breath.

He was still here.

Her breath caught, shocked as she stared at what couldn’t possibly be an invisible demon king who leaned down andlicked.

Varya’s head fell back and her eyes fluttered closed. He did it again, wrenching a moan from her lips as that wicked, rough tongue licked between her folds. She felt how wet she was. How embarrassing that should be. But all she could think about was the friction of that wonderful tongue against her clit as she ground herself against him.

Over and over. He licked and sucked and flicked and she couldn’t think.

Until she was right there. Right on the brink. Right where she desperately wanted him to bring her, and then he stopped.

She felt the rush of heat as he loomed over her again. Heard the wet sound of his tongue licking up her juices from his lips and if she focused hard, she could almost see it glistening on his beard.

“Come find me again, little thief,” he snarled, his voice echoing in her chest. “That’s just a taste of the hours I would give you. The pleasure you would find in my castle.”

“I found no pleasure,” she spat. How dare he stop now? And then to talk to her like he’d given her a gift when the man haddone nothing.

He chuckled, and the sound turned her cold. “I know. You don’t get to come unless it’s on my tongue, Varya. You don’t get to feel that rush unless you’re wrapped around my cock. Do you hear me?”

“You don’t tell me what to do.”

“Oh, I do.” He leaned down and nipped at her ear, hard enough to draw blood. Hard enough that she gasped and flinched away from him. “If you disobey me on this and touch yourself, I promise you that your punishment will be most severe.”

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