Interesting.
I take a step toward the bed. "Warmer?"
"Warmer," she confirms, and there's a hitch in her voice now.
Another step. "Now?"
"Getting hot," she murmurs, and the way she says it makes my cock twitch despite the absurdity of this situation.
I'm at the foot of the bed now, and she's watching me with those half-lidded eyes, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.
"Warmer still?" I ask, though I'm starting to have a suspicion about where this is going.
"Sowarm," she breathes.
I climb onto the bed, crawling toward her, and her smile turns absolutely feral.
"Hotter," she says as I get closer. "Hotter. Burning up."
I stop when I'm hovering over her, my hands braced on either side of her head, my hair still falling down over my missing eye. She's flushed, pupils blown wide, and I can scent her arousal mixing with the lingering scent of sex from last night. Maybe she can’t see beneath my hair after all.
"Are you fucking serious?" I ask, realization dawning.
She just smirks, letting her thighs fall open in invitation. "You'resohot, Nikolai."
I stare at her, torn between disbelief and grudging admiration as what she did fully sets in.
"You hid my fucking eye inside your pussy."
"Did I?" She blinks up at me innocently. "I guess you'll have to check to be sure."
"You're insane."
"And you're wasting time," she counters, reaching down to pull Raven's shirt over her head. She's naked underneath, all soft curves and pale skin marked with fading bruises from our groping fingertips and greedy mouths. "The clock's ticking, Nikolai."
My brain short-circuits for a second, caught between outrage and arousal.
This woman.
This fuckingwoman.
"You freaky little psychopath," I growl, but I'm already moving, settling between her thighs.
She spreads wider for me, shameless, and I can see she's already wet. Whether from anticipation or leftover slick from last night, I don't know and don't care.
I lean down, running my tongue up her slit in one long stroke. She gasps, her hips bucking off the bed, and I have to hold her down with one hand splayed across her lower belly.
"Stay still," I command, and she whimpers.
I lick her again, slower this time, savoring the taste of her. My tongue finds her clit, circling it with just enough pressure to make her moan.
Once she's mewling, I slide two fingers inside her, and sure enough?—
There.
I feel the smooth, hard surface of my glass eye, nestled deep inside her. The sensation makes her cry out, her inner walls clenching around my fingers.
"Found it," I mutter against her thigh, but I don't pull it out. Not yet.
