Nodding because I haveno cluehow to respond to that sexy little demand, I swallow around a dry throat and trembling limbs while he slips down my body to hover over my belly button. My hands grip the bony appendages both to tease him and mitigate my butterfly filled stomach as he lifts the hem to look at my barenavel. When he leans down to rim it with his tongue, my back comes off the bed and I have to bite my lower lip hard to keep the whine from escaping completely.
“There we go… very good, little shadow,” he murmurs against my skin and I want to rail at him, but the hungry darkness inside me scoffs that away.
It doesn’t give a solitary fuck if he’s being Mr. In-controlif we get what we need so badly; there will be other chances to show him who is really the boss.
I blink, shaking my head a tiny bit at that commentary in my mind. Whatever power is in the driver’s seat, it isnotone that has the same hang-ups or trauma as me. In fact, it’s sort of the voice in my mind that has been screaming for me to teach people lessons and nut punch them when they treat me badly. It’s a deep, unrelenting force that will not let me shove it back in a box—not this time.
Oriel’s lips trail over my stomach, and he gives it the same treatment as my neck until I squirm and a tiny scratch makes him snarl loudly. I look down at him, panting softly as I hold the horns and lick my lips nervously. Is he going to stop? I don’t want that, but I’m not sure what happened. “I made you bleed; I’m sorry, KK. I should?—”
“You should keep going or I’m going to beat your ass, crow-boy.”
What the fuck, crazy magical dark side?!
He chuckles softly, his tongue flicking over the stinging spot like he’s trying to soothe it. “Ma’am, yes, ma’am.” I open my mouth to say something sarcastic in response, but not a damn thing comes out when his fingers lower the waistband of my sweats and his wings fold around us. The tips brush my bare sides ashe wiggles them down slowly, following the path with kisses that are gentle yet so fucking hot. “Your blood tastes like…”
“Like what?” is all I manage, despite the screaming in my brain about how weird that sentence is. The laughing dark side running most of my actions right now wants to know, and even more than that, it wants to know if helikesour taste. I, however, am barely holding it all together—not because I’m scared so much as worried I’m going to embarrass myself at some point.
Oriel looks up, and I see a purple-ish ring around his pupils that I’ve never witnessed before. “Mine, little shadow. You taste likemine.”
“Oh.”
Growling in impatience, my ridiculously sexy crow demon yanks my sweats down to my knees and I have let go of one of his horns to clap my hand over my mouth. His face is now pressing against my upper thighs as he inhales, and while the horny part is damn near screaming in glee, I’m grasping for a sliver of control with everything I have. Oriel’s palms slip down my hips and they’re warm as he grips my thighs so he can pull them apart. “Little shadow, you’re fuckingdrippingand you’re not wearing any goddamn underwear.”
“I… uh… I took all the boy stuff off when I came back to the room…”
He looks up, the purple pulsing at me as he asks, “Is that what you always do?”
I nod, my head bobbing up and down quickly. “Yep. Yep. Always. It’s more comfortable.”
“Motherfucker,” he growls as he drops his head and pushes the sweats down even more as he settles between my legs. “That’s not fair, and I’m going to show you why. Hold on, KK, because I’m going to take you for a ride.”
My eyes widen as his face buries in my pussy, and his tongue flicks over my clit like he’s trying to make it—and me—explode. I grit my teeth as my body arches and wiggles, pushing against the amazing sensations without a single fucking ounce of shame. Nothing haseverfelt like this before and I’m not remotely afraid anymore. Even when I feel his hand join his mouth, fingertips brushing the flood of wetness there carefully, I don’t panic. A single fingertip slides inside of me slowly, carefully, as he draws designs around the throbbing bud above with a tongue so nimble that it should be illegal.
Hell, it might be illegal somewhere because my fucking eyes are ready to cross and the pressure in my stomach is making it hard not to moan.
“That’s it,” he mumbles as he hooks the finger a little and my entire body shudders. “Just enjoy.”
Sucking in deep breaths, I do as he says, letting my body move with his soft strokes and skilled mouth without fighting off the greedy new part of me that is reveling in this. As Oriel touches and licks and rumbles against the most sensitive spots, my mind finally flitters off in a haze of tingles and gentle encouragement. A wave of the dark energy pours through me, and I realize that I’m not going to be able to control it as the physical pleasure builds within.
“Oriel… Oriel…” I breathe in jagged gasps. “I think… I don’t know…”
“Let yourself go, Kat. I’m here to catch you.”
And since my heart agrees with that, I listen, allowing the shadows and fiery red emotions to take over as immense ecstasy races through me alongside it.
Twenty-Two
SLADE
If I’m honest, I really like the guys I’m paired up with. Kaspar is obviouslytryingto behave in a way that will make Morgana happy, and the demons are all fairly laid back. After we finished snooping around the gym and adjacent offices, my dragon family member announced we were heading to the ‘knowledge enclave’, which Salem explained is the building where a lot of classes are held. It’s fairly big, with six stories and some underground floors; I’m not sure we’re going to get through this all tonight. At least, not without skimming and making notes on what we should come back to.
Though they’ve all made it clear to me that time is odd here several times, so I’m not sure if my assumptions are correct.
“What’s on your mind, siren?” The big, black and white-haired demon gives me a curious look as we enter the main floor. “Feeling something we should look into?”
I shake my head. “No, but this is abigbuilding. I don’t think we can finish this and the admin building tonight. That seems insurmountable at best.”
The serious, bespectacled demon scratches his chin. “With something this large, we’re going to need to use magic and supernatural abilities to search. Otherwise, you’d be right—it wouldn’t be possible.”
