Ian moans. "Holyfuck,Sunshine."
"Give her what she needs already or get the fuck out," Asher warns Kaenon, his chest rising and falling like he's getting too hot and bothered to maintain his composure anymore.
Kaenon makes quick work of stripping out of the clothes Asher loaned him. The second he's not wearing mytherun, his emotions swell around me so fast that I get dizzy—hunger, excitement, desperation, curiosity.
Love.
He loves me.
Oh, gods, I really want to make him feel good.
His cock is thick and hard with need when it finally bobs near my face as he kneels beside me. I can feel that my mate is unsure, but so eager to please me as I prop myself up on my elbows and lick the bead of precum off his tip.
Kaenon jolts, swearing as his hands go to cradle my face gently.
I've missed sexso much. All this touching is heaven as Zak begins kissing around my inner thighs. I lick my mate's cock again, shutting my eyes and enjoying his moans as I finally wrap my lips around his head and suck, bobbing down.
He swears again, one of his hands naturally slipping into my hair to twist it in his fingers. The more I bob and suck and lavish the superb stiffness in my mouth, the more he starts to pant.
"Heidi," he whispers raggedly. "It's—Paradiseabove, it is too good. Please,tseramòr, off, I'm g—going to?—"
He's close. I can feel his pleasure coalescing around us, heating and tantalizing me.
I'm even more positive it's his first time, because when I suck harder, eager to make him come so I can taste him and hear more of his moans, Kaenon jerks his cock out of my mouth just as it begins to spurt. I gasp as he paints my neck and chest with his release, shaking and swearing until he blinks down at me, awe-struck.
I beam up at him. "Next time, I want it in my mouth."
The others all groan at that declaration, but suddenly Zak moves up my body. I'm shocked when his finger drags through some of Kaenon's release on my chest before he swipes it across my lips—and then I'm sucking his finger, shivering at the taste and the heat in my half-demon's steel-gray gaze.
"Easy fix," he grins wickedly.
Then he's kissing me next, apparently not caring at all that Kaenon's cum is still all over me. His fingers tangle in my hair to angle my head right as he begins rocking between my thighs, teasing me and making me desperate all over again.
Vaguely, I'm aware that Kaenon has moved slightly away from the bed and murmured something to Ian and Asher. Ian vanishes from the room for a second before returning. They're doing something, but I'm too distracted with the way Zak is working me up.
He finally breaks away, his gaze boring into me. "You know how fucking badly I've wanted you? Infernal hells, I can't ever be away from you again. I get it if you don't feel the same way, but?—"
"I do," I blurt, reaching up to trace the beautifully sharp features of the Nether arena fighter. What a miracle, to find someone with a heart as golden as his in the hell I was trappedin for over a month. "I…I thought you died in that battle, and it made me so sick. You deserved so much more out of life after everything you survived in that awful place.Gods, Zak, you have no idea how happy I am that you're here. If I'd known you were alive sooner, I would have looked for you. I just owe you so much."
Zak shakes his head, dragging his lips back and forth against mine.
"You don't owe me a fucking thing, ever. Just let me be with you from here on out, okay?Khaos, I need you," he adds, rocking against me again with a groan.
Shaking from my own need and excitement, I reach between us. Zak smiles against my lips as I try to free his raging erection from the confines of his jeans. He straightens for a moment, throwing off the rest of his clothes before I'm blessed with the sight of my naked half-demon. He has the body of the agile prize fighter I know he is—all corded, sleek muscles and deadly, quiet strength.
His cock juts out, hard and deliciously ready. But while that has most of my attention, my gaze also catches on the raised scars down one of his arms—a written language of some kind.
“What is that?” I ask.
“Sett fatos imprare,”he murmurs. “My credo.”
He starts rolling on one of the condoms he brought. I roll my hips unconsciously, wanting him inside me already.
Zak smirks. "Need something?"
"You," I smile back playfully, parting my thighs further in invitation.
His attention drops to my entrance as all humor vanishes from his face, replaced with desire. But he's not taking me yet.
