“Now it’s your turn to do something for me,” I purred.
His eyes lit up, his hand sliding down to find me already wet for him.
“Oh, little witch, I’d be happy to.”
I shook my head. “I want you to feed from me.”
His eyes widened slightly. I’d told him I wanted to feed him before, and he’d argued that he wanted to wait until I was absolutely sure.
I was more than sure.
“The spell you performed restored me to full strength. I won’t need to feed for several weeks.”
I grinned. “Are you telling me you never snack between meals?”
Interest flared in his eyes. “Are you sure about this?”
I was more than sure. “I thought about it when you were lying in that bed, slowly turning to ash. I wished I’d had the chance to do this with you, just once.”
His eyes glittered, and then we were rolling once more, my demon positioned above me. “This won’t be a just-once kind of thing, witchling. I have a feeling that once I feed from you, I’ll never wish to feed from anyone else again.”
“Good.” Pure possessiveness roared through me. I blinked at the feral edge that felt sharp enough to cut.
“Ah,” Samael murmured. “Your demon half is coming out to play. This will be… interesting.”
He caressed my clit, the movement entirely possessive. I sighed as pleasure made my body tighten, and then he was moving down, kissing and licking his way down to my thighs, before pushing them open.
I watched him, entranced at the sight of him as he paused—just long enough to send me a wicked grin—and then gave me a single lick that made every muscle in my body tense.
He groaned against me and then he was holding me down, circling my clit, using his tongue and his mouth and the edge of his teeth. I writhed, aching to get closer, and he pushed one finger inside me while he sucked…
I reared off the bed, shuddering with my climax, and then he was above me, pushing inside me, his silver eyes wild.
I moaned at the feel of him, so deep within me. I closed my eyes, and he caught my chin. I knew what he wanted, so I opened them again, watching him watch me.
Coming that close to death, and being forced to allow me to take care of the whole situation, had made the control freak demon even more domineering than usual. I’d give him a little leeway for now, since he was also doing that thing with his hips that drove me–
“Oh God.”
He grinned down at me. But it was a strained grin, his hips slapping against mine as he drove deeper. I gasped, and he leaned down to press an achingly gentle kiss to my cheek, so at odds with the way he was plowing into me.
“Are you ready?” he murmured.
“Yes.”
His eyes began toglow, and, as I stared up at him, something ancient and alien stared back. For a fraction of a second, true fear slammed into me, but in the next moment he lowered his mouth to mine, and my entire body began to tingle.
“Is this it?” I murmured against his mouth, almost disappointed.
His low, amused laugh was my only response, and the tingle kicked up a notch as he drove into me, caressing my g-spot with each thrust. I let out a whimper of suchwantthat it would’ve embarrassed me if my body hadn’t chosen that moment to spontaneously combust.
Fireworks behind my eyes. Ringing in my ears. The taste of sunshine on my tongue. I was transported somewhereelsefor the briefest of moments and then I slammed back into my body, pleasure ripping through me—and through our bond.
I could practically see it in my mind, lit up like a shooting star, and I felt him, at the other end, hopelessly in love with me in a way he’d never anticipated.
The tingling sharpened along my skin, turning into tiny bursts of pleasure that made my eyes roll back.
Samael deepened our kiss, pounding into me as release swept along my every nerve ending, deeper than anything I’d felt before.
