What was he about to do? Better question: what was she about to do? Urges racked her.
She wanted to lick his lips, to clutch his generous pecs. Her fingers opened and closed as she imagined sinking her nails into his narrow hips and yanking him against her.
His smoldering gaze raked over her body. “You’re so fucking sexy.” He rubbed his pointed tongue over one of his fangs.
The sight made her shiver. Helpless to resist, she rocked her hips. She sucked in a breath when her pussy briefly pressed against his hard dick. The unreal heat of it reached her through their clothes.
“Lila, yes!” He shuddered, but he didn’t grind against her, just held himself there. “Again . . .”
Staring into his onyx eyes, she wantonly undulated for more of his addictive heat. Her skirt hiked up, almost exposing her, but she didn’t care.
Not now. Not on the first night of her immortality.
Sian wanted to roar with triumph. He’d gone from believing his mate would die tonight—to discovering she was a true immortal.
If she would let him protect her further, history would not repeat itself.
And now she lay beneath him, looking like an offering. Her loose hair streamed out across the grass, those locks shining in the goldlight. Her cheeks were flushed, her tapered ears pinkened. Her heavy-lidded eyes were blazing teal.
She bit her bottom lip, clearly debating whether to undulate again.
“Do it, female,” he rasped. “You want to do it.” He could scent her lush wetness. “Didn’t it feel good?”
She rubbed up against him, making him dizzy with pleasure. “I saw the way you looked at me earlier, demon. See the way you’re looking at me now.” She repeated the sensuous movement, beginning to pant. “This is more than revenge. You were either in love with Karinna or she was your mate.”
Between breaths, he said, “I’ve hated Kari—you—for ten millennia.”
“Deny it, then.” She rocked upward again, but he needed more contact between them.
He wanted more of his mate. He thrust against her, drawing a moan from her throat. Not enough.
When he reached for her skirt, her eyes went wide. “No! I don’t want you to fuck me.”
“I’m not. Yet.” He grasped her skirt, searching her expression.
She hesitated, then nodded.
He raised the material to reveal her mouthwatering sex. Atop her mons, she had a small patch of sandy-brown curls. Her little clitoris pouted for his touch—for his tongue—and the trimmed curls around her lips were soaked.
His horns shot straighter, his body in a lather for that wetness. “Gods almighty.”
He tore open his pants, wincing when his cock sprang free. His pierced shaft thickened even more when he laid it over her clit. At the contact, he hissed in a breath between his teeth.
Moisture beaded the crown, a maddening hint of the ejaculation his mate would give him. Catching her sultry gaze, he commanded her, “Use it.”
Lila whimpered when his ridiculously big dick pressed down on her.
Her bunched-up skirts kept her from getting a look at it—and maybe that was a good thing.
When she felt his searing flesh throb against her, she moaned, “It’s so hot.” She writhed, rubbing her slick pussy along his shaft.
Wait . . . was he pierced? She undulated again, perceiving uniform ridges along the underside, like metal barbells. They felt unbelievable. “Oh, my gods!” Her release grew closer, her moisture spreading over him.
His eyes were fully black. “More.” His wings extended, his magnificent body gone rigid with tension.
She gave him more—rocking faster and faster with short snaps of her hips.
His jaw slackened as he watched her. “Can’t even see your movements . . . just a blur! What the fuck . . . are you doing . . . to me?” He sounded dazed. “Ahh! Use it, Lila. Use it to come.”
She did, uncaring of anything but her approaching orgasm. At this point, she would’ve let him shove that pierced dick inside her.
Between ragged breaths, he said, “About to come! It’s so good . . . so fucking good. Do not stop.” His length pulsated over her.
With a moan, she increased the tempo.
In Demonish, he rasped, “You make me insane. Madden me! Never get enough of you. Never.”
The ground rumbled; pillars of stone erupted behind him! His horns and wings cast wicked shadows against that backdrop.
He was godlike. A primordial in the throes.
She felt like she was witnessing something forbidden, something no mere Lorean like her should see.
Just as the thought occurred, he grated, “You are my mate. Mine.” His eyes held a proprietary gleam. “For all time. Mine to pleasure and possess.”
“Oh, gods, oh, gods.” His words pushed her past the brink. “I’m going to—”
Bliss engulfed her body.
Wet.
Scorching.
Boundless.
Her head thrashed as she dug her fingers into the grass. His beastlike growls ratcheted up her orgasm till she couldn’t contain her screams. . . .
“Yes, Lila, yes!” He could barely believe what he was seeing—his female mindless from lust.
Her screams rang in his ears, the sweetest sound he’d ever heard. She bucked and writhed, using his cock to draw out her ecstasy.
First time to come with my mate. He was going to release so hard he feared for his sanity. “Fuck, female!” Too hard. Too crazed—
The scent of her orgasm wrenched his culmination from him.
A godsdamned detonation.
“AHHHH!” His muscles seized. His back bowed. The ravaging pleasure forced a roar from his lungs. Waves of it made his body quake like his lands. “Lila!”
The dimension shook. Over and over and over . . .
A final groan. A last shudder. Nigh comatose, he collapsed to his side.
“Abyssian?” she murmured.