by Claire Marta
Retrieving the milkshakes, he slipped a straw between his lips and sucked up some sugary goodness. Turning back to the bed, he surveyed Lexi. Shoulders slumped, she looked lost in thought.
Tugging off her shoes, she crawled onto the bed. Twitch watched her move, admiring her rounded arse. The girl had curves hard to resist. Sucking on his milkshake faster, he choked on the banana thickness in the process.
Curling against the pillows, Lexi quirked an eyebrow at him as he coughed. “Are you all right?”
“Yes.” He managed to wheeze. “Too much booty. I mean milkshake.”
“Will you lay with me?”
At her soft question, he nearly dropped the drink in his hand. “Aren’t you hungry?”
Lexi shook her head. “With everything that’s happened tonight and the adrenaline that kept me going crashing, I don’t think I can eat anything right now. I just want to snuggle.”
Are you sure? I can take the floor.” Twitch assured her.
“Please.” Lexi’s eyes were pleading. Her sparkle had vanished. This was the first time he had seen her looking so pale and uncertain.
Without another word, Twitch abandoned the milkshake and yanked off his boots. Raking a disarray of curls from his features, he clambered onto the mattress beside her. As he settled against the pillows Lexi snuggled into his side. Carefully, he wrapped an arm around her. Drawing her close, he lay with his cheek pressed to the top of her head.
“You’re safe now, Lexi. I won’t let anyone hurt you. I promise,” he assured her.
A hand tangled in his hair, she twirled the ends around her fingers. A sense of calm swept over Twitch. Relaxing back, he enjoyed the warmth she was generating against him. It was intimate. Something more than the few times he had held his cousin in comfort.
“I don’t think it’s wise for you to continue working at Liquor and Lust,” he continued softly. “Not with what we know.”
Asier was a monster, ruthless and unforgiving. If what the demon lord had said was true, then the vamp would probably take pleasure in torturing and killing the offspring of the creature that had massacred his family and mother. How Lexi’s parentage had remained a secret for so long, Twitch had no clue.
Lexi tensed up. “I can’t quit.”
“Lexi, you can’t carry on working there,” Twitch murmured, hating her reaction. “After tonight, it would be more than crazy.”
“I need to process everything that’s happened before I make a decision.” Her voice was firm, but he noted the thread of hesitancy.
“If it’s money you’re worried about, you could come and live here with me, rent free.”
He meant it. Although they did not know each other very well, Twitch had developed an instant connection to this female. And what he knew of the vampire Master left him cold. It was in his nature to help others in need. If he could get her away from Asier then he would, by any means.
“Twitch, if what that demon said was true, then I am soul bound to Asier. I don’t know how, but it doesn’t sound like I can walk away.” Lexi pointed out with a troubled sigh. She was burrowing into him further.
The fragrance of cherry blossom washed over Twitch’s senses. Lexi’s scent. One he enjoyed. Sweet, like its owner.
“How is that even possible if you don’t remember doing it,” he questioned. “Surely, you need to be involved. It doesn’t just happen. A spell or incantation?”
“I don’t know.” Came her muffled reply, her face now pressed into his chest.
Running his fingers up and down her arm, he attempted to sooth her. “Lexi—”
“Hold me. Please, just hold me.” Her voice was thick with emotion.
The top of Lexi’s head was tucked under his chin. Her soft curves were tortuously flush against his own. Twitch hummed in his throat, painfully aware of his thick hard-on Just touching her was driving him crazy. How had this pink haired girl gotten under his skin so quickly? He wanted nothing more than to sweep away her doubts, truly make her feel safe. What she needed was comfort, not his pervert thoughts of caressing every luscious inch of her perfect body. Laying there in silence, their hearts beat in time. Synchronized. It was the oddest sensation. One he did not question.
“Do you want to touch me, Twitch?” Lexi’s voice was a murmur, mirroring his thoughts.
Instead of answering, his breathing grew rapid. Raising her head, he watched her gaze drop to his crotch before dancing up to fix on him with a knowing look. Tongue darting out, she wet her lips.
Twitch shifted, nervously. The memory of her kneeling on her knees as she sucked him to orgasm flashed in his head. Fuck. How did she have such an effect on him? Was this a normal response succubuses induced?
Breaking eye contact, she stripped off her pink jumper, revealing a lacy, red bra. The globes of her impressively large tits were barely cradled by its support. Reaching behind her back, Lexi unfastened it then tossed it aside. He watched, admiring the way they settled against her rib cage. Taking his stiff hands in her own, Lexi placed them on each breast.
Twitch swallowed hard. Warm. That was his first thought as the creamy smooth skin filled his palms. Nipples a dusky brown, they were already taut and excited. Twitch brushed them tentatively with the tips of his thumbs. The movement puckered them further.
Throwing back her head, Lexi moaned as she pressed them more insistently into his hold. “I’m not going to break. You can touch them harder.”
Rubbing them back and forth, he marvelled at how it made her writhe. Her pelvis ground into his hip. Eyes dilated, her breathing grew unsteady.
“I love your tits. I’ve wanted to do this since I first saw you.” Lowering to her breast, he licked at the nipple, then suckled it between his lips.
Breath coming out in excited pants, Lexi’s fingers clutched his hair as she held him in place. Sucking harder, Twitch used his tongue to lather the tightened peak. Releasing it with a pop, he moved to its twin. Pressing himself against her more firmly, their lower limbs became entwined.
With the tip of his finger, he traced patterns across the length of her skin, down her shoulder and along her ribs. She was incredibly soft. Releasing her nipple, he eagerly explored the contours of her body. Using his hands, he followed them with his lips. Twitch had never had such freedom before. It was both erotic and wondrous. His cock was like steel in his pants; hard and ready the hornier he became.
Lexi’s sighs of pleasure gave him encouragement. It was as if he were in a dream. This could not possibly be real; a beautiful woman letting him touch her. Licking the curve of her stomach, her rubbed his scarred cheek against its smoothness.
Hands clasping the material of his shirt, she tugged him insistently back up. With a desperate passion, their mouths crashed together; bodies straining with primitive need. Grinding himself against her, she was the only thing that mattered now.
“I want to see you,” Lexi told him as she gasped for breath.
“You mean naked?” Twitch was drunk with need for her. Nibbling on her earlobe, he tried to distract her.
He could not imagine being naked in front of this girl; scarred as badly as he was. She might turn away in disgust. It was something Twitch couldn’t bear.
“Yes.”
Lexi watched the shadow of doubt play across Twitch’s handsome features.
“I’m not a pretty sight, Lexi. What you see on my face and neck are worse on the rest of me.” His fingers trailed down her cheekbones. Dipping lower, he ran one over her lips.
“I don’t care. Please, Twitch, let me see.” Lexi darted out her tongue, kissing and tasting his skin. She wanted all of him. It did not matter to her if his body was marred with marks.
Searching her expression, he gave a sigh of resignation. Rolling to the side of the bed, he stood, turning to face her. Hair tumbling to conceal his features, all she could see were the glint of his green eyes through the unruly strands.
Hands shaking, Twitch reached for the buttons of his shirt. One by one, he popped them out.
Glimpses of a muscled chest teased Lexi’s vision as the sides gaped open. She could see the burns he spoke of. Easing the garment from his shoulders, he exposed his torso for her inspection.
Shoulders hunched, he stood before her bare and vulnerable. His body was a road map of pain. A story of an unpleasant past. Jagged, angry marks ran the length of his chest and arms. Some were silver, but others were pink, still healing with time. Lexi’s gaze took in the rest of him. He was muscular. Not in a bulky way like most males she had seen, but he had lean muscles of an athlete that tapered down to a narrow waist.
“Everything,” she told him boldly, her attention settling on his trousers.
With a pained look, Twitch’s hands reached for his belt. Unbuckling it, he slid down the zipper. In silence, he pushed his trousers and boxers down in one go. Stepping free, he stood motionless for her examination.
More scars were scattered across his hips and legs. Not one inch of him had been left untouched. A nest of dark red curls framed his manhood. Already erect, it was a pleasing size.
Gods, he was glorious. Lexi had never seen anything so handsomely flawed before. Just the sight of him bare like this deepened her need to have him. He was beautifully imperfect. Imagining having him inside her made her ache in response. She would savour every second.
Twitch watched her tongue trek slowly across her lips. Lexi was staring at his cock with a hungry expression. Not once had he seen disgust or horror. She’d accepted his imperfections. This pink haired girl was looking at him as if he was the most desirable man she had ever seen. And that frightened him even more. The mechanics of sex were unknown to him. Watching porn had educated him in the ways of how a man and a woman fit together in different positions, but it had not prepared him for the turbulent emotions.
Breathing erratic, his palms were sweaty. Being naked in front of someone for the first time was excruciating. The urge to cover himself was barely contained.
“Come here.” Voice soft, Lexi patted the space beside her.
Taking a shaky breath, Twitch joined her on the mattress. The moment he was beside her she curled her body into his side. She was warm and inviting.
“How did you get these?” she asked. With the tip of a finger, she skimmed it over a long, wide scar on his chest. The sensation it evoked made Twitch shiver.
“When I was fifteen my magic awoke. It’s natural for my people to develop it around then. The first time I tried to use it I received these.” He waved his hand, motioning toward the scars.
“I don’t understand.” Lexi’s brow knitted together in bafflement. “Someone hurt you?”
“No, I did this to myself.” Placing his hand on top of hers, he flattened her palm against his ruined skin. “My magic was unstable. Every time I tried to use it the spells would backlash and burn me. They’re engrained so deeply, nothing will ever remove them.”
“Why use your magic if it caused all these?” Staring into his eyes, he could see her concern. She really did care.
“Because it’s in my blood.” Squeezing her hand, he raised it to his lips so he could kiss the centre. “I can feel it. It’s part of me. Not using it would be like not using my left arm.”
Lexi began her own exploration. Her touch caused his muscles to bunch and jerk. Not used to being touched in such a way, Twitch found it overwhelming at first. His breath hissed out in rasps, but she soothed and calmed him with her caresses. It was if she could sense this was new to him and understood his fear of making a mistake.
“I’m not hurting you, am I?”
“No,” Twitch groaned. “That feels so fucking good.” His body was aching for its release.
Kissing her way up his shoulder, she found his mouth. Eagerly, his lips clung to hers. Gods, he would never get tired of kissing her. Each time it left him wanting more.
“I want to feel you inside me,” she told him, her tone impatient. Sitting up, she stripped off her black leggings and pretty pink panties in one go. She had no visible embarrassment about her nudity.
Stunned, Twitch stared at her beautiful body. Attention dropping lower, he gazed at the blonde curls at the juncture of her thighs. Breathing erratic, he swallowed hard.
A sensual smile played across Lexi’s lips. Crawling back into place, she inched closer until they were skin to skin. With a groan, he dropped his head back against the pillows. “Lexi, I’ve never done this before.”
Her hand stroking his shoulder stilled at his taut whisper. “I guessed that you were a virgin.” Smiling, she brushed her lips teasingly against his. “You don’t have to do anything. Just lay back and enjoy. I want to make you feel good.”
Head rocking back in anticipation, he watched her rise over him. She was like a Goddess. Pink hair rumpled around her bare shoulders. Her cheeks were flushed with desire. Fuck, she had him so painfully hard. He was afraid at any moment he might come too early.
Lexi moved to straddle him. The heat and dampness of her pussy skimmed against his groin and tore a moan from Twitch’s throat.
Adjusting her position, she eased herself down onto his cock.
Twitch cried out as her tight, hot walls surrounded him. Through gritted teeth, he released a breath, trying not to come. Buried deep inside her, he arched his head as she started to move.
Gyrating her hips, Lexi rode him. Slowly at first, she set a pace. Cupping her own breasts, she tossed her head back, sending her pink hair flying.
His body seemed to know what to do. Instinctively, he found a natural rhythm to match her own.
Stroking his hands up her legs, he gripped her hips, thrusting himself into her. Pressure was building in his groin, tightening everything inside him. It was so potent he lost the ability to think. On a raw groan, Twitch came hard. With his release, electricity shot up his spine giving him overwhelming pleasure.
Lexi mewled above him, her movements frenzied. Back arching, she climaxed, her pussy clenching around his cock.
Trying to catch his breath, Twitch lay there in a daze. He could not find the words to articulate what he felt. It had been short and fast, but it had blown his expectations out of the water.
“Fuck,” he murmured, opening his eyes. “That was…”
“Good? Mind blowing?” Staring down at him, Lexi’s irises glittered like a million diamonds caught in the light. It was beguiling.
“The most fucking amazing experience of my nerdy life. I think I died for a moment and touched the heavenly gates,” he told her, unable to look away. How had he been so luck to find this amazing woman?
She smiled, clearly pleased. Eyes ebbing to their normal sultry grey, she tucked a loose strand of pink hair behind her ear.
“I’m sorry I didn’t last very long.” Brushing his fingertips over her hip bones, he relaxed. Although his cock had softened, he was still inside her. Their combined juices making it sticky, but not in a way he found uncomfortable. Lexi seemed in no hurry to move.
Twitch surveyed her breasts. Her chest was rising and falling with exertion. Lexi was watching his own slumberous, passion-filled expression. She looked happy. The sparkle she had lost in Brighton, had returned with a new brilliance.
“That’s all right, because I’m not done with you yet. I have ways of keeping you up longer, don’t you worry.” Flashing him a wicked grin, she wiggled her hip. “Now why don’t we use some of those toys you have hidden under the bed?”
Twitch awoke woozy, exhausted, and muscles lax. Muted light filtered in past the thick, black curtains that hung over the windows. It had to be late in the day. The events of the previous evening played through his head. He’d lost his virginity to a sweet beauty. One who was kind and funny. It had made the waiting worth it. Reaching out, he searched for her warm welcoming body, but all he found was an empty bed. Frowning, he rolled onto his side. Lexi was gone. The sheets had long grown cold from her departure. A note lay on her pillow.
Had to go home as I have to work tonight. Thank you for last night. Will see you later. Lexi
Hu
mming in his throat, Twitch reread the note until the letters became a blur.
The hours with Lexi had been illuminating. She could do things Twitch had only read about. Glancing down at his wrists, he rubbed the bruises the handcuffs had left. He had never imagined being manacled to his own bed would be something he would enjoy. His girl could do things with her mouth, things that drove him crazy. She’d teased him. Held him on the edge of climax numerous times, making him beg. And oh, how he had begged. Each fucking time she’d had him shaking and pleading. Only then had she shown him mercy. Lexi’s body, her touch, her scent had sent him into a heady intoxication. Stronger than anything he had ever known.
Sex. It was more than he had ever imagined it could be. Intense. Intoxicating. Hormones taking over, it had shut down his need to think. And it left him craving more.
Rolling onto the other side of the bed, he buried his face in the pillow. Lexi’s cherry scent still lingered. Breathing in deeply, he savoured it. When would he see her again? Later today? Tomorrow? He hadn’t had time to get her number.
Fucknuggets. Sitting up, he shoved his tangled hair out of his face. Why had he not gotten her fucking number?
A growl drew Twitch’s attention. The small canine they had rescued was laying in the corner of the room on one of his rumpled shirts. It must have gotten in when Lexi left.
“I see you made yourself at home,” he told the Pomeranian dryly.
Tilting it’s head, it stared at him suspiciously. Eyeing it back, he rose tiredly from the mattress. What he was going to do with it was still unclear. But at least it was safe from the clutches of Celion and his horde of demonlings.
Feeling uncomfortable with his nudity, Twitch hurried to a chest of drawers. He never slept nude. Seeing the damage his magic had done to his body was something he hated to see.
“You hungry?” He asked the dog as he dragged out a fresh pair of underwear and trousers. “I might have something you can eat down stairs after I’ve had a shower.”
At the mention of food, it bounced up to its feet and scampered towards him. With a sigh, he shook his head in amusement. Food seemed to work on everything with a stomach.
