Further sagging against him, I whimpered and panted to the rhythm of the way he mapped my body with his hands. He left my mouth briefly and kissed a trail down my neck before he found his way back and devoured my lips once again.
“You’re like a fucking noodle in my hand,” he whispered into my mouth. I tasted his hot minty breath and wanted more. “Does my touch make you that mindless?” Breathing over my ear, he nuzzled my neck in a way that bordered possessive more than sweet. He gripped my waist, lifted, positioned, then forced me to raise my head. When our eyes met, he plunged every solid inch of himself inside me. And there was so much of him. Too much.
I cried, arching my body and letting my head fall back as the orgasm slammed into me. I shook and shook as the pleasure racked my body and pulsed around him. He never moved inside me until I stopped twitching above him. Then when he did move, he controlled it all by gripping my waist and pumping himself in and out of me, all the while, touching and nuzzling me in a way that strangers didn’t do.
My pleasure soon became my pain though, his touch kept bringing the darkness further to the surface and when it finally reached my skin, I opened my eyes and started screaming. I covered the parts that were in pain. “What’s wrong?” he asked, then he began to move off the bed, taking me with him. “It’s the light, isn’t it?”
I leaned my face into his chest and nodded as he hauled ass to the light switch and flipped the light off. The darkness settled immediately, and I sighed. He held me effortlessly in his arms as his erection twitched inside me. He kissed my collarbone as he pressed me against the wall and made sure my legs were securely around his waist before he grabbed both of my wrists and lifted my hands above my head against the wall.
“What?” I mumbled, once again getting lost within his touches. “You still want to?”
“Does it feel like I want to leave your body?” He ground into me to prove his point. “This is where I want to fucking stay.” I whimpered at his words, and he pressed his nose into mine. “Are you still in pain?” he asked me. I shook my head causing my nose to continuously bump his. It felt oddly affectionate. “Good.”
He pushed in deeper and when I gasped, he took that as an invitation to bite along my neck as he picked up his pace and hammered into me. “Oh, God,” I whispered.
“Just let go, I got you.” And he did have me. I let go once again to the incredible sensation our bodies created when we were together. “That’s it,” he encouraged me, and the sound of his deep, throaty voice heightened my pleasure further. This time, I knew I took him with me. He groaned, and I felt him swell as my body brought him down with me. I was already nodding off to sleep as he thrust one last time and burrowed his face into my neck.
Twelve
Sebastian
It was against the wall where I held Isabella in my arms, her head nodding once, twice until she succumbed to the lure of sleep and her head landed on my chest, her warmth still tight around my cock, that I felt the sin of greed fade away.
“Izzie.” I lifted her face up by the chin which only had her head bobbing in another direction. Tucking her against my chest, I pulled out of her regretfully and moved away from the wall, gently placing her on my bed. My eyes lingered on her exposed flesh. The room was dark, but I never needed light to see. She was mesmerizing. I saw the remnants of what we had just done glisten against her inner thighs. I didn’t have to worry about getting her pregnant. As an entity, I could control even that. I should clean her up, but I wouldn’t. I wanted her to wake up and remember exactly what went on between us.
Maybe August’s sin wasn’t completely worn off after all.
I covered my mouth with my hand as I recalled the possessive, uncontrollable urge to take what I wanted after touching Izzie. There was no other explanation. Somehow, she had given me what she had stolen from August. And that was the thing, I had only a small portion of his curse and it had been impossible to ignore my want for her.
Don’t get me wrong, I had planned to work my way into Izzie’s body all along, but not like this. I had planned to come onto her a little stronger every hour she was around me, so who knew, maybe I would have worked her into a frenzy anyway without my dick of a brother getting the sin sucked out of him.
Did I regret it? Fuck no.
The only reason I wasn’t still inside her was that she passed out on me, and there was that thing about needing to go check on August.
Covering her up with a blanket, I sat down on the bed and ran my thumb down her cheek. “What have you done to us?” I asked. Her sleeping like this sent a chill down my spine. What if she had taken too much from me? I didn’t know what happened when we touched. I felt incredible. I felt like I could go the next year without sleeping, but what if what was good for me, was bad for her?
I moved my thumb quickly and stood. I didn’t want to leave her alone, but now that I wasn’t succumbing to this crazy thing between us, I had to go check on August who I left in pain because I had a taste of what his sin was like.
The asshole was perfectly okay, that I could guarantee, but it didn’t change the fact that I needed to go check on him. He was just asking for trouble when he took her, but for a short while, I realized that he couldn’t control his impulses. That was his curse.
Before I left though, I walked outside and called Ruby and River to the house. The twin white dragons were awake and flying close by so it didn’t take but a second for them to drop down next to me. That way, I’d feel more comfortable leaving her.
???
August was nursing what looked to be whiskey in a glass when I faded into his room that he used for his other job. Whenhe wasn’t being a Reaper, he was busy running what businesses he owned in the Underworld and scheming people out of their money and women. It made me exhausted just thinking about the chaotic way he lived.
“She is most certainly not my cure,” he grumbled as I crossed my arms.
Maureen was still here as well, most likely to make sure he was fine before she left him. She rolled a couple of dice around in her hand as she frowned at me. “That wasn’t anything normal about what just happened. I’ve never seen a witch with that kind of power.”
I ran my hand through my hair. “It’s not,” I told her. “Harvest messed with her somehow, changed her touch into something deadly to any demon.”
Maureen threw the dice down on the table and swore. “Bringing Harvest up yesterday had everything to do with that witch and nothing to do with all the kids still missing.”
“No, call it a hunch or whatever but I believe Harvest is the one behind what’s going on.”
Maureen shook her head at me and I ground my teeth. “We can’t just accuse an entity such as Harvest because you're infatuated with this witch’s touch. What was that earlier? Something was weird between you guys. It was fucking creepy almost like you two were swapping souls.”
