She breathes out hard and looks me directly in the eye. “To get out all our sexual tension so Ammit doesn’t have anything to weaponize against us when we confront her.”
“Oh.” I swallow hard. The beast in my belly roars its enthusiastic approval. “And how do we accomplish?—”
Her eyes are still locked on mine. Then she pulls off her shirt in one smooth motion and climbs into my lap.
“Oh,” I say while nodding. Her breasts hang full right in front of me, barely contained by her bra. The beast inside me is very, very happy. “Oh.”
Then she leans forward until she’s hovering right before kissing down my throat in the way that drives me absolutely insane.
“Is this okay?” she asks, sounding suddenly shy. Moments before she was so in charge, a general executing a tactical plan. But now, on top of me as my arms slide around her waist, she’s all woman. Vulnerable.
I lift a hand to her face. My thumb caresses down her cheek and then teases inside her mouth. She sucks in a sharp breath. Her lips close on my thumb. Her whole body trembles on my lap, and I’m barely holding back my own restraint.
“I mean, we have to do what we have to do,” I say carefully.
I lift up to kiss her lips, so hungry for her mouth—only ever met by my lips in the briefest of chaste kisses she allowed in front of our families on our wedding day, only to fulfill the vow my brother made to her grandfather?—
But she pulls back right as my lips are a whisper away from hers.
“We could just do this separately,” she says while biting her plump bottom lip. Her cheeks go pink in that way I’ve noticed they do on the rare occasions she feels embarrassed. “Take care of ourselves individually.”
My heart is thumping hard in my chest. I nod even as I notice how hungrily she’s staring back at my lips. She’s hungry for me. And there’s no Ammit influencing us here now. My cock goes so hard beneath her that I see her eyes widen as she feels it pressing against her.
“We could do it that way,” I agree slowly. “But that might not be enough to neutralize the threat. We might need to do the real thing together to fully satisfy the craving. Otherwise Ammit could still use whatever residual tension is left between us.”
I shift my hips while staring straight into her eyes.
She nods quickly. Her hips buck against my stiff cock that she obviously feels beneath her. “You’re right,” she hisses out. “Better safe than sorry.”
Her fingers drive through my hair. Then she’s suckling my neck again furiously. Like it’s something she’s barely been able to stop herself from doing all this time we’ve been together.
And holy shit, to have her mouth anywhere on my skin again.Wantingme. Not because of some succubus’s compulsion, or because of a blood pact our families have made. Just because it’sherdesire alone I can feel through her touch?—
I release my hold on the devouring beast inside me. She grinds her body against me several more times, her breasts arching.
She still has a bra on. I reach around to unsnap it while I kiss down the pale hollow of her throat to her chest..
Her breasts fall free right in front of my face. I dive my face between them, and my cock grows even stiffer. She rides me and groans. “God, you make me so wet.”
Grabbing her ass, I lift and spin her in the open space of the limo, then place her back down on the wide seat. Together, we peel her jeans and underwear off at the same time, then mine. The anticipation now that she’s so near, her scent all but in my nostrils, wet for me?—
“Now,” she says, breathing hard. Her eyes are a little wild as she looks up, pinging around everywhere except to make eye contact with me. “I’m ready.”
She reaches between us for my cock, but I pull away before she can grab it. She frowns. “Layden. We don’t have time. We have to?—”
“For once, let somebody else be in charge.” I kiss her shoulder, luxuriating in the feel of my bare skin against hers. She’s so, so soft. “It’ll take at least thirty minutes to get to the university with morning traffic.”
My cock knows where to go. I’ll let her get away with no eye contact, but only for now because I know this is a lot all at once. The bulbous head of my cock nudges against her wet sex, and she groans, opening her legs wider to me.
Her eyelids flutter as I suck on the bow of her top lip and crouch above her as I thrust. She moans and arches up against me.
She’s so soft beneath me, for once receiving instead of demanding. Submitting to me. And I plan on taking everything I can get in this moment.
I pinch her nipples as I pull out and thrust in again. Fuck, so good.So, so good. The pleasure fills me even as I stuff her full. Her moan turns to a high-pitched whine. I pinch harder as her wet pussy clenches around my cock.
“You’re so fucking tight on me,” I break away from her mouth to whisper in her ear, then bite at her earlobe. “Do you dream about this when you’re alone in bed?”
And then, I dare more. I dare everything because at last, I’m inside her when it’s both really us.
