“I’ve never seen such beauty.” He traced the words over her skin, his lips drawing on her nipple until it was long and swollen. It was wet and tingling from his suckling and then the other nipple received the same adoration from his eager lips.
He made her wet. He made her ache. His fingers could do things to her that made her want to scream. Now they teased apart the folds of her sex to toy and play with her clit until she was panting for release. He was gentle, always gentle now in deference to her condition. But he was merciless. He spent hours making sure she was ready.
Her mouth was swollen from his kisses. And she wanted more of his taste. Angel pushed him back. Otto let her have her way, his cock thick and hot in her hands. Her lips stretched to fit his massive crown in her mouth so that she could suckle and lick him, tasting the tiny drops of his cum that escaped despite his preternatural control.
He tasted like strawberries today, ripe and sun-warmed. He’d tasted like champagne just that morning. No matter what, he tasted exactly like the thing she craved most and it never ceased to thrill her.
His hot, taut skin filled her mouth with the flavors of love and desire. He was smooth under her tongue, perfect. His nipples were hard against her fingertips, the diamond adornments a rough texture against his delicate flesh. He growled, a sound no human throat could mimic, and Angel felt an answering spark of ecstasy between her legs.
When he entered her, they both sighed with the relief and the joy that overcame them. She rode him, a concession to her physical state, but one they both savored. It was a favored position and at this angle, his penetration was so deep it robbed her of speech.
His coarse pubic hair rubbed deliciously against her clit with each grinding thrust. His hands held her breasts, his thumbs and forefingers plucking her nipples until she was crying out with short, staccato exhalations.
“Angel, look at me,” he commanded, his cock swelling to unbelievable thickness inside her, filling her until it was almost—but not quite—painful to ride him. Angel moaned but did as he instructed.
What new delights had he in store for her now?
No matter how often they mated, it was always new and thrilling. Otto’s skill as a lover went beyond that of any human and he reveled in showing her every trick he possessed.
This time was no different.
As his cock swelled in her pussy, as their eyes met and performed their own mating dance, she felt a thousand mouths begin to kiss and nibble at her nipples. Then more phantom kisses pressed to her belly and the backs of her knees. Angel nearly passed out and Otto rose up beneath her, sitting up so that they faced each other more closely.
His arms were around her, pulling their loins tighter together. More and more mouths—perfect replications of his full and supple lips—roved over every inch of her body.
Between her fingers. Suckling her toes.
His hands were on her ass, his fingers kneading. She was so wet and he was so hard and they were both damp with perspiration.
“Keep your eyes on mine,” he whispered raggedly.
As if she could ever look away. Angel knew he loved to watch her eyes when she came. Almost as much as she thrilled to watch his when he pumped his release into her.
More invisible lips began sucking on the skin of her sex. Hot, wet tongues lapped at her clit. No part of her body went unloved, unadorned.
“You feel like an angel, my Angel,” he moaned, nibbling her lower lip, pumping his hips into hers.
“You’re such a devil,” she teased back with a smile.
Then the breath for words stole away from them. Their bodies throbbed. A pulse they shared burst into a trillion shards of crystal, scraping their veins with an exquisite edge. Their orgasms were simultaneous and crippling. The room was full of their cries and moans.
The air was moist with their desire and release.
In the aftermath, her sex flooded with his creamy seed and still quaking with tiny tremors, Angel fell limp and weak against his strong, solid chest. “God!” she gasped.
“Uh-uh-uh, my love. Don’t tempt fate.”
Angel laughed and held him tight, burying her face in his neck, smelling and tasting the musky perfume of his skin. He smelled like sandalwood today—the cloves had been too thick lately. As ever, he was perfect and exactly what she desired. “You are my fate. You proved it to me again, just now. I don’t think heaven would deny having a part in our miracle, do you?”
Otto kissed her throat, lips hot and soft. “It’s a miracle I’m still in one piece after that. You’ve drained me, love.”
“Not yet I haven’t,” she said mischievously. “But I will.”
“Oh will you?” He nipped her nose with his teeth. “That sounds like a dare.”
“One you can’t resist, buddy,” she quipped back. “It’s going to cost you though.”
Otto groaned. “Name it. No price is too high for the promise I see in those gorgeous eyes of yours.”
Angel grinned. “All I want,” she paused for dramatic effect, “is your soul.”
Otto feigned hesitation. “Well…all right. Just my soul, you say?” He kissed her with such passion she found herself clutching him just to keep from fainting. “I don’t see a problem with that, since it was already yours to begin with.”
After that there were no further negotiations. Their bargain was struck, a heart for a heart, a soul for a soul. Two lives made one. A devil and his angel found heaven at last.
About the Author
Sherri King lives in the American Midwest with her husband, artist and illustrator Darrell King. Hailed by industry officials as an e-pub phenomenon, Sherri is the author of critically acclaimed series The Horde Wars and Sterling Files, as well as the horror lit-erotica, Venereus. She is currently at work on Traveler’s Kiss, book six in The Horde Wars, due out in 2010 with Ellora’s Cave Publishing.
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