Page 57 of Craving Demons
The heat billowed and shuddered inside me, radiating from my skin in great waves while every part of my body tingled with need.
I sucked in a long slow breath and released it. Then repeated that process.
In.
Out.
Slow and steady.
But it was just so hard to concentrate with my nipples hard and aching, my body on fire, yearning to be filled, and—
I opened my eyes. Closing them wasn’t helping, it was just making me hyperaware of how I felt.
But opening my eyes was a mistake and I fell into Fen’s aqua-blue gaze, captured by the ravenous need I saw there.
Shit. Focus.
I mentally wrenched at my power, pulling it inside me, pulling everything inside me.
Second by second, more and more power seeped under my skin and sank deep into my core. Except there was so much swirling passion in the room that when I finally felt the air cool around me, I was a squirming, panting, desperate mess. My pussy throbbed with wet need and my clit was so ragingly sensitive that the brush of my panties was nearly making me come.
I clenched my teeth and nodded to him.
He ran his hands through his blond hair then paced my bedroom like a caged animal.
“I’ll make this quick. I can see how hard this is for you,” he said. “But you should know that I’m a world-ending daemon. I have a beast within me, a terrible, hungry wolf meant to devour the world someday. I—” He swallowed hard and the muscles in his jaw flexed as he struggled to hold himself together. “I need to be careful so I don’t lose control and let out the beast.”
A shiver of fear raced down my spine. He was so powerful he could end the world if he lost control. And as I’d seen earlier, my power could make him lose control.
Holy fuck!
“I’ve spent years subduing my wolf, controlling it, but when I’m around you, your power weakens my resolve, makes me want to lose control.” He offered me a wry smile. “Admittedly I want to lose control in a different way, and that may be all well and good, or it might not.”
Damn. Did this mean we couldn’t have sex? Because Ireallyneeded sex. But I also needed to not end the world.
“I know this much,” he added. “Your voice calms my beast. Just hearing you say anything turns the snarling, wild wolf into a playful puppy. So… I want to do this, but you may need to be vocal. Very vocal.”
Okay. I could do vocal. I was great at vocal so long as I wasn’t trying to keep a thousand pounds of desire locked within my body.
Also… Damn!
I had a real-life wolf-man in my bedroom and I’d read enough shifter romance novels to let my imagination run just a little wild with that.
“Yeah, I’ll make sure to say all the words,” I said, rising and pushing my dress off. “Also, I’m taking it slow with men these days. So, your cock isn’t getting any pussy today.”
I pulled off my very wet thong, knowing my actions were not matching my words, but I didn’t care.
He whipped off his shirt, revealing a muscular chest, sculpted shoulders, thick arms, and abs for miles. I was sure my eyes bulged out of my head because he flashed me a wicked grin and slid off his pants and boxers. His cock sprang free, standing at attention, more than ready to go and shocking the hell out of me. Both Grey and Ramsey had more bulk than he did but his cock was enormous, bestial.
I knelt before him. “I wanted to do this in the car after you told me no goddess could hold a candle to me, but that wasn’t possible with you shifting gears.”
I slid a hand down his shaft, seizing it, then licked his tip and slid it into my mouth. With a groan, I pushed him in deep, opening my throat so I could press my lips to his base before withdrawing fully, sucking slightly to pop off his tip.
“If you’re going to eat me for dessert, then I’m going to eat you too,” I said, my voice husky, desire rolling from my skin like a heatwave.
He growled, but it was different from before. Softer, contented, expectant, not dangerous, but still super sexy.
“As long as you keep talking. Though I don’t know how— ohhhh!” He threw his head back, eyes rolling as I latched onto him and sucked hard.