“Must’ve been good,” he chuckled as my body shook slightly against his.
I nodded hard, lost in the sensation of his finger coaxing me closer to the best kind of high.
“I feel so out of the loop since I haven’t read that scene, yet.”
Cold shadows wrapped around us. I groaned as his hand vanished from between my legs. When the darkness cleared, I found myself seated on the window seat in the library. My back was pressed into the cool window, and moonlight bathed the floor in front of the seat where Dante knelt. The demon grinned his fanged smile, and he waved a clawed hand until my notebook appeared in it. He held it out to me.
“Read it for me.”
I let out a shaky breath. “R-Read it?”
His large hands grabbed each of my calves and slowly opened my legs. His black-and-red slitted eyes stayed locked on mine as he ordered, “Read it out loud, baby. Read me the scene that got my cunt so wet.”
My hands shook from both a swell of nerves and fervent desire. He’d obviously read plenty of sex scenes I’d written, but I’d never read them aloud for him. The idea of reading this to him with his hungry eyes on me had my heart racing.
But I liked it.
Taking a deep breath, I unsteadily opened my notebook and flipped to the page where the scene began. “Where do I start?” I watched him over the top of the book.
He kissed the side of my knee and dragged his tongue over my flesh. “Set the scene for me. Then start with the build-up to the moment.”
I trembled, and my center pulsed. The cold window at my back did little to cool my hot body. “A-Alina just went to Naberius’s room t-to tell him that she was done with her tasks.”
“Mhmm,” Dante rumbled, his mouth still peppering slow kisses along one inner thigh while his hand coasted over the other.
“He wasn’t e-expecting her, so he was standing at his window with only an open robe on,” I panted. I pictured Naberius’s naked, defined body draped in a silk robe that matched the darkness of his hair and eyes. Moonlight bathed him the way it bathed Dante now. “Alina stared too long while recalling their drunken first time, and he noticed.”
“I bet his dick got hard when he saw her watching him,” Dante said as his breath fanned across the center of my panties.
I nodded hard. “It did. He—He got hard and asked her if she liked what she saw that much.”
“Read it for me, baby,” Dante growled, dragging his tongue over the material of my underwear. “Read what they do next.”
I could hardly focus on the words I’d written. I was so wound up and in need of Dante’s touch between my legs. My pussy pulsed with wet, hot desire while Dante poked and flicked at my dripping slit through my panties. I barely managed to find where the scene I’d been laying out picked up.
“He grabbed my hand and placed it over his hard shaft, squeezing my hand around it while slanting his face closer to mine. ‘If you like my cock, touch it.’”
“He feels good, doesn’t he?” Dante asked.
I jolted as his fingers finally grabbed the sides of my panties and slowly pulled them down my legs. I nodded hard. “He feels amazing.”
“Keep going,” Dante commanded while reopening my legs as wide as he wanted them.
I had to take a deep breath and find my spot again. “‘I don’t,’ I told him, even as my hand squeezed and palmed the velvety shaft. He—” I moaned lightly when Dante’s fingers spread my lips to expose my dripping cunt. I panted lightly and plowed on, “He groaned near my mouth, and the sound sent a tremor through my body to settle—”
“Here?” Dante questioned, dragging the tip of his tongue right over my clit.
My eyes squeezed shut as pleasure swept through me.
“Did that hot tremor settle here for you?”
“Yes!” I gasped, holding the notebook with only one hand as my other shot out to grip Dante’s black horn. “There!”
Dante growled softly against my parted lips. He sucked and licked on my aching clit. I shook hard, my nipples poking through his white shirt that I wore.
“Does Naberius touch her, too, at some point?” Dante asked roughly. “He has to, right? There’s no way he can deny how badly he wants her right now.”
“He does,” I confirmed as my hips bucked, straining to get more of Dante’s mouth against me.
