I thrust my tongue into her mouth, growling against her lips as she gave as good as she got. She pushed her body against mine, writhing in the way that made my mind go blank.
I tore my lips from hers to make my way down her neck, kissing, biting, driven wild by her desperate moans.
I lifted her into my arms once more, pulling the door open and stalking toward my bedroom. She let out a low laugh and licked at a spot beneath my ear, her nails scratching at my back.
Then she was moving in my arms, positioning my cock at her entrance.
She laughed some more as I almost stumbled.
That was it.
We weren’t making it to the bedroom. I pushed her against the nearest wall, sliding my thumb down to her clit. The noise she made almost made me come right there. Her hips twisted as she ground against my hand, and I angled her where I needed her and slowly pushed inside her, inch by inch. She panted, eyes closed as she tightened her legs around my hips.
“Look at me.”
Her eyes slid open to slits, emerald green and burning with lust. I pulled back and thrust deeper, fisting my hand in her hair and holding her still for me as I took her mouth.
“More,” she demanded. So I stopped holding back, driving deep as I flicked her clit, enjoying the way she tightened around me. The way her eyes grew blurry, and her mouth dropped open as a low moan spilled from her.
Her breath caught, and she trembled against me, tightening around me until I had no choice but to follow her over as pleasure engulfed us both.
25
DANICA
Iwoke to something cool wrapping around my wrist. My eyes cracked open, and I stared into Samael’s amused eyes.
“Caught,” he murmured ruefully.
I glanced down at the bracelet encircling my wrist. The stones shone with an internal fire, the unworldly sparkle putting diamonds to shame.
The bracelet was once Samael’s mother’s. It had been her favorite, and I’d found a human attempting to sell it at an illegal auction.
I’d stolen it back, and now Samael was stroking my wrist, gaze admiring as he watched the stones glitter.
“This was your mom’s.”
“I know.”
“I can’t take this, Samael.”
He merely dropped a kiss to my lips. “You will.”
He said it as if the subject were closed, and I merely raised one eyebrow. I knew him well enough by now to know he’d planned for me to get in a snit at his order, distracted enough that I’d end up forgetting about the bracelet entirely.
“It belongs somewhere safe.”
“I won’t have it locked up, out of sight. Seeing it reminds me of my mother, and seeing it wrapped around your wrist reminds me that you’re mine.”
I didn’t bother arguing with that. Iwashis, and we both knew it. Just as he was mine.
“It’s too precious. I can’t wear it every day.”
He nodded. “So wear it on special occasions. And when you’re not working.”
He wasn’t budging. Despite myself, I stroked the bracelet, marveling at its beauty. Samael smiled. He knew he had me.
I hooked my legs around his waist and rolled us, pleased by his surprised laugh. It warmed something deep within me to hear him relaxed enough to laugh and play. When I first met the cold, remote demon, I hadn’t imagined hecouldlaugh, unless he was enjoying someone’s torture.
