Sera pressed her body against his, the tips of her nipples peaked and aching. This was really the first time she had been able to touch him, and by God, she was going to take her sweet time, even if he did look like he was about to die or beg her for mercy. His hands moved to circle her wrists, halting her exploration of his body. He stared at her with such intensity that she felt heat flush through her. Slowly, he lowered her hands, wrapping them around his pulsing cock.
“If you’re going to explore, best you start right here.” His voice sounded strained and gravelly. He uttered a long groan as she tightened her grip around him, mimicking the long, slow stroke he had performed only moments before.
“Fuck me!” He ground out between his teeth. Sera watched him, learning how each movement made his body twitch. He tilted his head back, the muscles in his neck straining, one hand gripping the shower door, the other on the tile. His hips began to thrust into her hand, and a smile spread across her lips. Oh, to have such power over him! She could drive him to such levels of pleasure. What amazed her the most was how this made her own body ache to have him inside. Wet heat pooled between her legs. Just pleasuring him brought her own need to a fever pitch.
She could barely encircle the girth with one hand, and she experienced a small touch of trepidation at the thought of him inside her. She ran her thumb across the velvet head and made small circles in the weeping liquid that leaked from him, watching his whole body convulse.
His reactions spurred her on, bolstering her nervous greed for him as she sank to her knees and leaned in, sweeping her tongue over the weeping head and ripping a shout from his mouth. She met his eyes as she took the head of his cock into her mouth and enveloped him with her lips. His hands moved to her hair, fingers gripping her head tightly. He was shaking, groaning desperately, and it was clear he was holding back.
The little pixie had just opened the cage to the demon. He wanted to thrust, wanted to feel more of her eager little mouth, hot around him, sucking his cock. Unable to prevent his hips from moving, he at least tried to keep the thrusts shallow. She was going to end his life right here, right now. Her innocent mouth and soft moans of enjoyment tightened his balls until he felt like he might cry from the almost painful rush of flame that licked against him. If she didn’t stop, he was going to spill in her wanton mouth. Not that he didn’t crave that as much as breathing, but not yet. Not until she was dazed with pleasure, her body wrung dry by his mouth and his cock.
With a growl, he pulled her off him and pressed her against the tile, his mouth claiming hers in a bruising kiss that swallowed her protest. His tongue speared deep, hands running down to her ass and lifting her up. He kneaded the flesh between his hands as his cock nestled between the slick folds of her body. He shook with the effort to maintain control, but he was losing the battle. Gritting his teeth, he broke the kiss, watching her face as his hips instinctively thrust against her, his cock sliding along her wet lips with ease.
His voice shook. “If you don’t want this, Sera, best tell me now. Because, in about ten seconds, I won’t be able to stop.”
“Stop being so fucking noble. I want you here, or in bed, or anywhere. Hell, I wanted you to bend me over that table in the greenhouse. Don’t you get it, you stupid man? I want you, anyway I can have you.” She adjusted her hips, bringing the swollen head of his cock right against her entrance, and he slammed his fist against the wall, cracking the tile. He knew the demon was reaching from within his cage, the silver flame rolling like waves under his skin. Her soft awed gasp brought his eyes to hers. The demon was coming out to play.
“As my lady commands.” His words were drowned out by her cry as he thrust hard and deep, claiming her virginity as he had her heart. He closed his teeth on her throat as he broke through the fragile barrier. Her soft gasp of pain almost stopped him, but she began to wriggle, rolling herself against him. Wanton little pixie.
Gods, he was inside her now, she was clamped around him so tightly he felt like he was going to spill without even moving once. No, no, damn it! He was going to make this last, make it incredible for her if it killed him! He panted, breathing hard, giving her time to adjust to him being within her. Then she began to run her fingers through his hair, and flames licking over his skin at her touch. Hell, she was everything, she was his center, the very thing that kept him grounded. A quiet whimper left her throat, and Ze pulled back his slitted eyes, taking in her face.
“Can’t go slow. Next. Time. I swear.”
The temptress leaned forward until her lips were mere inches from his. “I don’t want slow. I don’t want easy. I want it hard and fast. I want my demon.”
She had opened the floodgates, and the growl which emanated from him was damned feral. He covered her mouth, his tongue probing deep as he thrust into her. He kept a firm grip on her ass, keeping her from moving as he claimed what was his. His lips moved to her throat, trailing hot kisses down her neck, nipping and biting at the flesh. His tongue swept over her throat as he drove into her willing body. She tightened her legs around him as her core clamped down on his cock, gripping him like a fist. Her cry of release echoed in the room, and she tossed her head back in total abandon.
He didn’t stop. He couldn’t. Her climax drew his balls tight. The sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her wet core was pure heaven with her release still pulsing around him. Sparks of pain from her nails bit into his back, spurring him on. This was about making her for him and only him, imprinting himself on her so everyone would know she was taken. So that she would know she was his, and that he belonged to her only.
“Again. Come for me again.”
He was about to push her. He knew this whole world was new to her, and he was determined to be her guide into the new sensations and experiences of pleasure. Her panted laugh made him hopeful she would be willing to experiment with him. He kneaded her ass, and she rolled her hips to meet his thrusts now. God, she was everything he had ever wanted. Innocent but so willing to explore anything new. Her arms tightened around him. He pressed his thumb against the tight bundle of nerves at the entrance to her ass, and she gasped.
“More?” In that moment, he felt like he was leading her into temptation, but he would be there to make sure she made it back.
“I don’t know!” She sobbed, and he could sense her indecision, but she was so close to shattering and experiencing something new.
He leaned in, purring, “Don’t think, feel.” She was on the precipice, the desperate fall into bliss so close. He was driving them both mad with it.
“Yes!”
“That’s my girl.” He pressed his thumb forward just enough to stimulate those nerves, and she came apart in his arms. His name became her benediction as her body pulled his along with her.
Ze swore. Her release flooded heat around his cock, almost burning. He couldn’t hold back any longer. He threw his head back, heat spreading from his lower back, and a roar left him as he spilled himself deeply into her body. His knees went weak, and he was sure he was about to pass out. He couldn’t have moved if the damned Malakhim were in the next room. Shaking with the intensity of the orgasm that had just blown his brains out, he rested his forehead against her shoulder, panting hard. His hips still continued their instinctive thrusts as the shock passed through him.
The water spraying around them had long gone cold, but the heat from their entwined bodies caused steam to rise in the room. Finally, he pulled back, a smug grin on his lips, and she trembled in his arms. Using his hips to support her, he cupped her face and kissed her languidly.
“Wow. Is it always like this?” He loved that tone to her voice, dazed and drunk on him.
“Never like this, Pixie. It’s all you.” He let her slide down until her feet touched the tile. Keeping his arms around her, he turned off the water and reached for a towel. Her pupils were dilated, her skin flushed. Male pride rushed through him. He had been the one to put that dreamy look on her face. She blinked at him absently, and he was surprised t
hat he’d managed to string together two coherent words after that.
He stepped from the shower and helped her out. Swinging her up into his arms, he carried her to the bedroom. He placed her on the bed and slid in behind her, pressing his body flush against hers. With his fingers, he teased open the towel so he could admire her flushed skin.
Sera watched as he stroked his fingertips between her breasts, down her tummy, and up again. It was as if he couldn’t stop touching her, and she realized she didn’t want him to. His fingertips warmed her skin against the chill in the room. Now she could admire him without falling into a hormone-induced stupor. A black tattoo stood out proudly against his tanned skin, covering from just below his left pectoral and across his ribs. She ran her fingers over it. The two sides of the tattoo looked like horns with angry eyes glaring out from his flesh.
“It is my mark. We all have one. Envy.” He took her hand and pressed his lips to her palm, then placed it on his chest over the tattoo.
He then tilted his head to the side so he could see the mark he’d left on her throat, looking far too pleased with himself. He brushed his finger over the tender skin.
Sera couldn’t put into words what happened, but suddenly she felt like she was back in that shower with him. Her body experienced the insane slow build to orgasm all over again. Her lips parted, and her body went haywire, causing her to whimper, her back arching over the bed. It felt like he was inside her again, stroking deep. Yet all he was doing was rubbing his thumb over the bite mark, and her body was going into meltdown. He removed his thumb, and she quickly lifted her hand to the spot. When she touched it, nothing happened. She blinked at him. That arrogant smile was about to get him kicked out of bed.
“My mark on your skin tells any male you belong to me, that you’re mine to protect, to cherish, to ravish. Not necessarily in that order.”
“You bit me?” She had a vague memory of the bite, mingled with every other damned sensation that had rushed through her at the time.
“A little love bite, Pixie.”
Love bite? Was he freaking kidding? His ultra-low possessive tone turned her insides to pure liquid. For a second, she almost forgot to be annoyed with him. No, not a chance! The asshole had bit her! She smacked him on the chest and made a move to get off the bed, but he rolled his naked body over hers, sliding between her legs, his rock-hard cock already pressing against her tummy. He pinned her hands over her head, covering her gasping, sputtering mouth with his, swallowing her outrage.
She couldn’t remain mad at him, however, with that tongue stroking in and out of her mouth and his hips rocking slowly, mimicking a dance. She attempted to bank that flame of annoyance, but the bastard just kissed it out of her, leaving her soft and pliant beneath him, her body aching with wet need again. Even her exhausted muscles and the pain between her legs was forgotten.
Ze chuckled, trailing his kisses down her throat. It looked like he wasn’t going to give her a moment’s rest. Oh God, she wasn’t sure her body could feel any more pleasure right now. Wasn’t there a limit on how many orgasms a woman could have in one night? He lowered his lips over the mark on her throat, and she nearly came off the bed.
Holy crap! It was hard to breathe as pure fire rushed through her. She pulled at his hands as he pinned her, his lips and tongue playing with the bite. She was going to lose her mind. Then he suddenly stopped, pulling away with a grin, leaving her panting.
“Get off me, or I’m going to shoot you and not miss this time!” She attempted to glare at him, but she was about five seconds from begging him to just take her. Anything to ease the deep, pulsing, craving ache that was taking over her thought process.
“Tsk, tsk, Pixie. You’re my sacrifice, are you not?” With a grin, he lowered his head, grazing his teeth over her throat.
“Oh, sweet Jesus!” Her eyes rolled back, and she broke, flying apart with the wave that hit her. Her body hungrily pulsed as a soul-destroying release rushed through her, from her feet, all the way to her head. Her skin tingled, pleasure flooding every nerve, and this time it felt more like an out-of-body experience.
“Say it, Sera. Tell me what you want. Use that beautiful mouth to say what you want me to do to you. Tell me you want me to fuck you.” Flames of silver licked over his flesh, and her soft gasp caused his rigid cock to twitch against her slick lips. Lowering his head he blew over the bite, and she whimpered, arching under him once more. Sera was surprised she could even move, let alone feel anything below the waist.
“Say it.” His command made her body pulse. God, he could make her orgasm by his voice alone?
Sera opened her mouth. How could she be so turned on by the idea of talking dirty like this? Damn him. Hell, damn her, she wanted him. There would be time for soft and slow later. Right now she craved him as much as he craved her.
“Fuck me, Envy.” She saw the demon rise within his eyes, and his groan of satisfaction played over her flesh like fingertips.
“Again, say it again.” He was breathing hard now, keeping her arms pinned over her head. God, if she hadn’t been turned on before, she was now! This was the most erotic thing she had ever done, by far.
Sera licked her lips, high on the power rush of making this demon pant for her. His eyes followed each flick of her tongue, and she thrust her breasts against his chest, allowing her aching nipples to brush over his chest.
“Fuck. Me. Envy.” Each word made the silver flames spark over his flesh, and his rumbled growl danced over her skin, sinking deep, molding her body into willing submission.
His smile was pure sin. “As my lady commands.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Sera languidly stretched, feeling gloriously used, her body aching in places she didn’t think a person could ache. The sun was shining down on her face, warming her skin, and she smiled. But wait, something wasn’t right. Bolting upright, she looked around. The grassy knoll stretched out before her, and a demon was passed out on his stomach beside her, white cotton pants covering his lower body. Sera looked down at herself. She was dressed in a flowing white gown. Panic rushed through her brain as she frantically tried to orient herself. Ze emitted a loud snore, and with a glare, she kicked him in the side. He groaned and rolled over, covering his eyes.
“Woman, I need sleep. You wore me out. Who opened the curtains?” Frowning, he sat up, his eyes scanning the scene. The small circular house sat a few feet from them. With another groan, he fell back.
“Where the hell are we?” Damn the man for his laidback attitude to the sudden transportation to another world.
“The Elysium Fields. Think ultimate heaven. Seems we were summoned.” With a huff and a groan, he got to his feet. He stretched and rolled his shoulders, then offered Sera his hand.
She glared at him and got to her feet by herself. “That place you visited before?”
He nodded. Apparently he wasn’t fazed in the least by her cold shoulder. He grabbed her, covering her lips with a scorching kiss. This wasn’t fair. How come she went all mushy when he kissed the daylights out of her?
“Ilianna wants to see us, I’m guessing. Come on.” Sera open her mouth to argue, so he kissed her again. He didn’t stop until she was soft and pliant, her lips swollen with his claim.
“You really need to stop doing that, you know?”
He took her hand and led her across the perfect grass to the perfect building that stood against a backdrop of perfect puffy clouds and piercing blue sky. They were going to have words when they got back. No more of this kissing thing so he could get out of answering her.
The door opened before he could knock and a woman with long black hair appeared on the threshold, smile bright and golden eyes swirling with emotion.
“Finally! I knew you two would work it out. From your presence here, Seraphina, I am assuming your powers have sorted themselves out? I hoped as much, once you Bonded.”
Sera hated her full name. Hardly anyone knew it, and those who did didn’t use it. The demon observed Se
ra with wide silver eyes. She gave him a scathing glare, daring him to say anything, and of course, he took the dare, a grin on his sinful lips.
“Seraphina, huh?” Sera made a decision in that moment. When they got back, she was going to shoot him again. At least that is what she said to herself before he kissed the tips of her fingers, nipping at them with his teeth, and her brain dissolved into mush. She grumbled under her breath, calling him a few graphic names, but allowed him to hold her hand. Focusing her gaze on Ilianna once more, she forced her brain back to the matter at hand, and that was not the sexy as all hell demon making little circles on her wrist with his thumb.
“What do you mean, ‘Bonded?’ You’re talking about the bite he gave me earlier?” Her hand covered the softly tingling spot of its own accord. Just the memory of his licking and biting sent her body into overdrive, and she was aware of a blush creeping over her skin.
“Something like that. Him claiming you would not have been enough to fix your little power-swapping issue. You claimed him as well, accepting him as yours. It is a beautiful event!” The small woman with the hypnotic eyes sighed dreamily. She seemed happy to romanticize what had happened.
Sera remembered it as being very different, though. More like a mind-shattering, life-altering experience that tore her soul into itty bitty bits, before piecing it back together again. He was now firmly attached to her heart and buried in her very being.
“The powers issue? Him having my gift, and me being able to sense jealousy? It’s fixed?” Fear gripped her stomach. God, to go back to that life, locking herself away from the world so no one could touch her. Suddenly she yanked her hand from his and backed away, shaking her head.
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