His body demanded more.By the way she undulated her hips into his, so did hers.
Saer’s hands slid around Neyu’s where they curled under his jawline.Before he could regret the decision, he pulled them away from his skin with a gentle tug.
Neyu parted their kiss with a whining protest.
“I know.”His voice had dipped deeper, just above a wanton growl.Pressing one more agonizing kiss against her mouth, he leaned back, allowing a sliver of air between their bodies.
Neyu pulled against his hold to close the distance, but Saer held fast, leaning in to brush his nose against hers, whispering, “Let me undress you.”
Her breath caught, her eyes fluttering shut.Neyu licked her lips, and she gave a stilted nod.
He wanted nothing more than to rip the blanket off her.Instead, he squeezed her hands and used them to guide his demoness.Neyu opened her eyes to give him one more ravenous glimpse of her cerulean gaze before acquiescing, and she spun to press her palms into the wide, smooth trunk they’d leaned against moments before.Saer’s fingertips trailed down her wrists and arms while his eyes drank in the smooth skin of her shoulders and upper back.His tongue yearned to explore, to see if all her flesh tasted as good as her lips.
When Saer’s fingers grazed her shoulder blades and dipped under the edge of the blanket he’d placed around her—when was that?It must have been hours ago—he paused at the corner he tucked in so deliberately.
Another whining groan left Neyu, and she arched her body, rolling her backside into him.The motion drew a breathless moan from Saer, and his hands snapped down to her hips as he curled his chin over her shoulder.
His arms quivered as he fought the sudden dizziness swimming in his mind, his voice shaking just as much as the rest of him.“Frenzied Hellsfire.”
“Touch me,” she whispered.And her voice didn’t tremble in the least.
He was created First.He held the ability to unmake her.
There was no question in his mind who held all the power in this exchange.He’d worship her, bend to her every whim, do anything she asked or commanded.
“Yes, Dearest,” he whispered against her shoulder then placed another kiss, letting his tongue dart out to graze her perfect skin.Somehow her flesh carried traces of salt, smoke, and an untamable sweetness.
Hellsfire, she tasted like paradise.
Saer’s palms rubbed up her hips, her sides.When they reached the top of the blanket, he forced his movements to slow as he untucked the corner, then allowed the makeshift garment to drop at her feet.
He gifted himself a moment to lean back and indulge his eyes with her curves, her hips, her backside still arched against him where his wrapped blanket provided the only barrier separating their flesh.The hardness between his legs pressed against her frame, aching.
On their own volition, his fingertips trailed down her ribs, leaving gooseflesh in their wake.
At last, Neyu’s breaths began to shake.The anticipation might eat him alive.
One of his hands curved around her luscious hip while his opposite palm curved under her backside, then dipped between her toned legs.
When his fingers grazed her core, slick and warm, Neyu’s head jerked back with a sharp inhale.“Saer.”
He growled at the first touch of her, his throat fighting against forming words, but he still managed to murmur, “Yes?”
“More.”Neyu shifted her hips enough for Saer’s fingers to glide between her silken folds.He clutched her hip with his opposite hand, hard enough that he knew he’d bruise her, and the thought had him suddenly loosening his hold.
The intensity of the change coaxed another moan from Neyu, and she turned her head to brush her lips against his cheek.“Be gentle.Be rough.Be everything.I need all of you, Dearest...don’t hold back.”
How did she manage to form whole sentences?
The thought was fleeting before his overwhelmed mind caught up to her words.He wouldn’t deny her.He’d give her anything she asked for.
Reinforcing his hold on her hip, Saer kissed the top of her shoulder and renewed his exploration with his opposite hand.Her slickness coated his fingers, allowing them to glide back and forth.Every time he grazed that small bud at the apex of her thighs, Neyu shuddered against him, groaning and rolling her hips into his hand.The instant he noticed the pattern, he stayed there, gliding and rubbing as he whispered against her flesh, “Here?”
“Yes.”Neyu sounded just as breathless.“Please.”
Wrapping his other arm around her waist, he focused his efforts, squeezing Neyu against him while he honed in on her body language.She whimpered and tensed as he curled and extended his fingers, sliding back and forth.
He made it his mission to coax more salacious sounds from her throat.
