“Serena,” he gasped. “Gods, that feels good… oh, yeah… just like that.” He panted, hips jerking so hard he couldn’t control it anymore. “I’m going to come… fuck.”
His orgasm blasted through him, more powerful than any he’d ever experienced. It shot up his spine and blasted fireworks in his brain. Serena kept licking and sucking and dragging her thumb along the seam between his balls, adding layers to his climax and keeping it going in sharp, pulsing bursts.
Gradually he came back down to earth, his muscles twitching as they unlocked. He willed his fangs to retreat back into his gums, and as his vision and hearing came back online, he heard what sounded like panting.
Oh, shit.
“Don’t swallow,” he barked, but it was too late. Serena was still on her knees, her fingers digging into his thighs, her eyes glazed over and her face flushed. The scent of lust billowed up like a cloud from her, slamming into him and revving his libido all over again.
“Josh,” she whispered, throwing her head back in ecstasy as she ran her hands up and down his legs. “What… what’s happening?”
Shit, shit, shit. Seminus demon ejaculate was a powerful aphrodisiac. His brothers had talked endlessly about the effects, but he hadn’t paid much attention.
Now he wished he had.
Serena dragged her hand down her chest, hissing a little when her thumb brushed one breast. “This is good… so good…”
“Ah… someone must have slipped something in your drink at dinner. Just relax.” Relax. Great freaking idea, given how she was peeling out of her clothes and touching herself.
In less time than it took to leap through a Harrowgate, she was naked and rubbing against Wraith like a Trillah demon in heat, practically purring, and all the while nipping at the skin of his shoulders and neck. He’d never let any female bite him. Ever.
But when she took his flesh between her teeth, pain popped along his nerve endings, along with a rush of pleasure so intense he wished she’d bite harder. Draw blood. Take nourishment from him so she could thrive.
Except she wasn’t a vampire, and if she were, he sure as hell wouldn’t be here with her.
“Touch me, Josh,” she said against his throat. She laid her hand over his and pushed it between their bodies, between her legs. “There… yes, oh, yes.”
Man, he felt like a virgin himself, all nervous and freaked out, and he had no idea why.
“Jesus, you’re wet,” he rasped. His fingers delved into her cream, and that was all it took. She cried out, her body undulating wildly as she crested.
“M-more,” she whispered, even before she’d come down, and he dragged his fingers up through her slit, barely skimming her swollen knot of nerves. Again she cried out, bucking and riding his hand, over and over until he lost count of her orgasms.
And then she was climbing him, so fast he barely had time to grab her butt to support her as she locked her legs around his waist.
“Make love to me.” She pinched his earlobe between her teeth and rocked her sex against his. “I want to feel you inside me.”
The slide of his shaft through her slick slit made him groan. Seminus demons could, technically, only release inside a female, but he could dip just the head of his penis inside her, being careful not to break her hymen, and then he could pull out and—
What the fuck? The point of all of this was to break her damned hymen and take the fucking charm.
Serena writhed against him, growling and nipping, irritated at not getting what her body wanted. The friction brought her off again, though, which eased her lust temporarily. Like, for a couple of seconds. But it was long enough for him to get her on her back on the bed.
She wrapped her legs around him and arched her spine, tilting her hips so he damned near slipped inside her.
“Hold on, baby. Just hold on.” Somehow he managed to shed his jeans, even with her clawing at him. When he mounted her once more, settling between her legs, she sighed and pulled him down on top of her.
“You feel so good.” She brushed her lips across his. “So right.”
He moved against her, loving how they fit together. “What about the consequences?” He couldn’t believe he was asking that when he should just dive inside, but for some reason, he wanted to know where her head was, that she was going to be at least a little okay with this later.
As she lay dying.
Pain stabbed him like a stake through the heart. And it had nothing to do with the poison.
“Don’t care.” Her moan rattled through him as she wrapped her hand around his cock and guided him to her entrance. “All that matters… is you. Being with you.” She kissed him, hard and deep.
When she let him go, they were both panting and the tip of his shaft was rubbing in her honey. One punch of his hips and he’d be home.
“I think… I think I love you.”
Wraith groaned. “It’s the aphrodisiac talking, Serena.”
“Shh.” She pressed a finger to his lips. “Just make love to me. Do you want that?”
“Gods, yes,” he murmured, because at this moment, he’d never wanted anything more, charm or no. “This might hurt a little.”