“Yeah, yeah. I'll live.” Lephas smiled at her and her stomach flipped over.
This time, Lori lowered her face to his carefully. She softly brushed her lips against his, playfully moving away every time he attempted to deepen the kiss.
“You tease,” he scolded, laughing as Lori moved away and he failed to capture her mouth yet again.
She gave him a sultry smile before darting her mouth to nuzzle into his neck. She felt his big body shudder as she pressed soft, hot kisses against him.
Lephas ran his hands underneath her tunic again and smoothed the warm expanse of her back. His rough fingertips trailed against her skin, tracing her spine.
Feeling restless, Lori sat up a little and pulled away from the demon's neck. He gazed up at her with his dark eyes; heated and curious.
She rested her hands against the floor either side of his body to steady herself, before rolling her hips against him. Lori's stomach turned over, watching his brows knit together into a grimace of pleasure.
She rubbed against him once, twice... She was pleased when his hands emerged from beneath her tunic to rest on her hips and assisted her movements.
“Fuck...” he sighed, his breath staggered. The demon lifted his own hips to grind against her.
It was now or never. Lori hurriedly dropped her hands to the fly of his leathers and started unbuttoning them, trying to ignore the shaking in her fingers.
The demon lay back, allowing her to tug open his trousers, watching her. Lori couldn't decipher the emotion behind his dark eyes.
She desperately wanted to please Lephas, the way he had done for her the night before, but she was out of her depth. What if he didn't like what she was doing?
“It's alright,” Lephas said, “We don't have to do this if you don't want to.”
He gestured to where her hand was frozen at his unbuttoned flies. Clearly her hesitation was written all over her face.
“But surely you want to–”
The demon laughed nervously. “Well, yeah, but you're not looking very happy about it. I'm fine with just this, honestly.”
“Sorry.” Lori smiled, feeling her cheeks heating uncomfortably.
“Don't be sorry. There's nothing to be sorry for. I enjoyed last night just as much as you did, trust me.” He paused, shooting her a smouldering grin. “In fact, I'd be up for giving it another go, if you'd like?”
“Don't tempt me.” Lori laughed, easing herself forwards to lie against Lephas's chest. He wrapped his strong arms around her and she allowed her eyes to flutter closed for a moment.
“Please don't worry about it,” he soothed, brushing her hair off her face. Lori felt her heart had grown two sizes in her chest.
“Why don't we just take it easy and see how it goes? I'm not commando down there, so it's not like you've got to be concerned about... touching it or anything.” The demon glanced down his body.
Despite her nerves, Lori smiled and rolled away, flopping onto her back beside him. Her shaking hands dropped to her own trouser buttons and she popped them open one by one.
Lephas remained silent, but she could feel his eyes on her. Lori lifted her hips and tugged her trousers down. She had only gotten them to mid-thigh when a soft laugh drew her attention.
“What?” she asked, glancing across to the demon.
He had rolled onto his side with his head rested in his upturned palm. He gestured to her undergarments with a grin. “I guessed wrong. I thought they might be pink.”
Lori gazed down at the dark, aubergine coloured silk knickers she was wearing. They were her favourite pair.
“I don't think I've ever been so glad to be wrong. I like that colour much better,” Lephas growled, his voice was deep and coarse with desire.
He reached across and traced a finger, hip bone to hip bone, along the lacey, delicately frilled top hem of the garment. She shivered.
Lori hurriedly continued undressing. She kicked her boots off and, although it wasn’t the sexiest of bedroom attire, decided to keep her long winter socks on. She sat forward to pull the rest of her legs free.
Lephas leant around her to grab the woollen blanket and unfolded it.
