He licked where he’d bitten, a warm sweep of his tongue over her sensitive inner lip. Her mouth opened for him, and so did her legs as he settled his hips between them. She cocked her knees to allow for greater contact, and nearly groaned at how well they fit together, his erection cradled by her sex, with only the thin barriers of her underwear and his shorts between them.
“Don’t worry,” he murmured against her mouth, “I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do.”
“I know.”
He was so big, dominating, and possessive, yet his sensitive, gentle streak surrounded her like a satin ribbon, making her feel feminine, sexy, and wanted. And when he slid his tongue inside her mouth and began a penetrating, thrusting motion that mimicked something much more intimate, she was the one who wanted. Wanted so much more than she could ever have.
For now, though, she’d take what she could get.
He rocked against her as he made love to her mouth. She felt herself go wet, and as if he knew, he growled deep in his chest and dropped one hand between their bodies. His fingers found her core, and she nearly came from the light, sweeping contact.
“Oh, damn,” he rasped against her lips. “I can smell your arousal, and it’s killing me. I need to taste it. If you don’t want it, you’d better tell me now.”
Her breath left her in a rush as his raw words sank in and the images, the fantasy, began to fill her thoughts.
“No objections, then,” he rumbled, sliding down her body to pull off her underwear. Slowly, like a great cat, he prowled from her feet back up her legs, his muscles bunching and shifting fluidly under his skin. Her breath came in labored spurts as he spread her thighs.
She wanted this so badly, but he was looking at her and she was nervous and afraid she’d made a terrible mistake, when he whispered, “Gods, you’re beautiful.” Gods? Gads, maybe. Didn’t matter what strange word he’d used, because she went light-headed and at the same time, heavy with a deep-down ache.
Closing his eyes, he inhaled, and when he opened them again, she swore they glowed gold, but he dropped his gaze so quickly she couldn’t be sure. “Your scent is so sweet. I could spend all night between your legs.”
His hands slid up from her thighs to part her slick lips, and she held her breath as he lowered his head slowly, so slowly she wanted to scream. And then she did scream when his tongue made a tentative sweep from her core to her clit.
“Josh. Oh… oh, wow,” she breathed.
A purring sound vibrated through her body, and his hot breath bathed her in sensation. “If I hurt you or you don’t like this, tell me.”
Not like it? Was he crazy? “I don’t think that’s going to happen.”
“Don’t want to get carried away… you taste so good, and I’ve never done this before.…”
Her jaw dropped, but she didn’t have a chance to say anything before his mouth was on her again, kissing and sucking, bringing her hips off the bed. Nothing in her dreams or fantasies could have prepared her for this. Exquisite sensations broke across her body with every stroke of his tongue, which swirled and stabbed until she was grinding herself against it, pumping her hips wantonly. And when he caught her clit between his lips and suckled, she finally flew apart. Into a million pieces that shattered her mind.
Josh’s voice floated somewhere above her, and dazed, she opened her eyes. “That was… oh, damn,” she sighed.
He watched her with awe and not a little cockiness in his expression. “You’re so sexy when you come. Let’s do that again.”
Though she scarcely had the energy to breathe, she managed a laugh. “As much as I’d like to—”
“Why not? Is it your head?” Now he was watching her with concern, his blue eyes bright. “Serena? Are you okay?”
“Oh. Yes. I-I’m fine.” Which was a lie, because she wasn’t fine at all. She was falling for this man, and that was definitely not fine. But she was light-headed, and she could use a nap.
“Shit. We shouldn’t have done this. You’re injured and you need to rest—”
“Shh.” She touched his face, shutting him up instantly. “You sound like a doctor.”
“A side effect of working in a hospital and having one brother who is a paramedic and another who is a doctor.”
She smiled weakly, because she was still recovering from the mind-blowing climax. “Must be nice to have medical people in the family.”
“Yeah, well, you haven’t met my brothers.” He eased onto his side and stretched out against her. “Go to sleep. We’ll discuss why brothers are major pains in the asses tomorrow.”
She snuggled against him and didn’t bother hiding her yawn. “Tomorrow, then.”
“Tomorrow,” he said, and for some reason he sounded… sad.
Sixteen
Wraith and Serena slept until after noon. Well, Serena had slept. Wraith mainly kept guard, pacing the suite and the hotel floor. Nothing was going to get past him to Serena. Nothing.
He’d called his demoness contact to let her know he needed a cure for a Mara disease and that he’d pay any price, but hadn’t heard back yet. He also knew what she’d require for payment. His body. For days.
For the first time in his life, screwing a beautiful demon nonstop didn’t appeal to him.