Luce's answering smile was all sharp edges and heated promise. "Challenge accepted, Halo."
Just like that, the feel of the air between us shifted, charged with an electric undercurrent of anticipation. I rose to my feet, my body humming with anticipatory energy.
Since I couldn't have love, I'd settle for lust. And if anyone could keep up with me, it was Luce. Daemons grew in power as they aged, so he’d have stamina.
Game on.
Luce's eyes tracked my every movement as I pulled my top up and over my head, revealing a black lace bra that barely covered the swell of my breasts. I let the shirt fall to the floor and sauntered toward him, hips swaying just enough to make it clear what I had in mind, fingers finding the hem of my skirt.
Luce watched, that heat flashing in his eyes, as I slipped out of the skirt and stood before him in only a gossamer thong and bra.
His eyes flickered down to my legs before snapping back up to meet mine, his gaze dark with desire.
"If you like what you see, I deserve a show too," I said, putting my hands on my hips, the room suddenly much too hot.
Luce didn't need to know that my pulse pounded triple time in anticipation.
His eyes on mine, Luce stood up and peeled off his shirt, slowly revealing defined abs and a tantalizing glimpse of a tattoo on his muscular chest. His fingers curled around the hem of his black trousers next, pulling them down with deliberate slowness while never once breaking eye contact. He stepped out of them with a fluid grace that made me catch my breath; boxers the only thing covering the bulge I was very interested in.
My mouth went dry as he put his thumbs under the waistband and tugged his boxers down. I sank to my knees before him.
I liked to examine what I was getting up close, and men never objected.
I couldn’t help but purr appreciatively at the sight of his cock, thick and long, easily over ten inches. It stood proudly, the tip already glistening with precum. I leaned in closer and tentativelylifted my hand to touch him, wrapping my fingers around his girth. He was so big that I couldn't even encircle him completely.
My tongue darted out, tasting the droplet of precum on his tip. It was salty and slightly bitter, but there was something about it that made me want more. I leaned forward, taking him into my mouth inch by inch. He was so large that I could barely fit half of him, but I relished the feeling of fullness, the way he stretched my lips.
I started to suck, my head bobbing up and down as I enjoyed his cock. My hands came up to cup his balls, feeling their weight in my palms.
"Oh god, Halo," he moaned, his fingers tangling in my hair.
Heh. Got them every time. With the added bonus that it worked me up too.
I broke away from his cock momentarily to play with his testicles. I took one into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it before moving on to the next. The feeling of dominance, of his submission, was intoxicating. I might be on my knees, but he was at my mercy.
Luce tugged on my arm, bringing me up and to my feet. He pushed me back onto the bed and followed me, his body pressing down on mine, pinning me between the soft mattress and his hard muscles.
I squirmed under him, enjoying the press of his body. Heat radiated off him. His lips found my neck, nipping lightly as he nudged my legs apart, his hand finding my wetness and stroking.
I gasped and arched into him, wanting more of the stinging bite, the gentle caress. His hand moved, still stoking but fingers entering me as well.
"Are you ready for this, Halo?" he growled.
I nodded, not trusting my voice
He positioned himself at my entrance, kissing me hard and deep. This would be fast and furious, just like us. Luce plunged inside, driving himself deep into me with one powerful thrust that caught my breath in my throat. The headboard slammed into the wall with our combined force.
My nails dug into his back as he started to move, a hungry rhythm born from desire. Every inch of him stretched me wide, filling me completely. We moved together now, liquid movements that felt violent yet somehow tender.
Luce's teeth sank into his lower lip as he pinned my hands above my head, holding them there. I wrapped my legs around him, bracing myself. His hips slammed against mine, grinding our bodies together in a dance that threatened to consume us both. The room echoed with our moans as sweat dripped off us in the heat of the moment.
He thrust harder, his pace increasing until he was hammering into me with unrestrained passion. Every time he hit my G-spot shockwaves of pleasure coursed through my body. The bed shuddered as we moved in sync, lost in the heat of the moment.
I twisted my hands, trying to free them, and his grip tightened. He groaned against my neck, biting down harder. It only served to heighten the sensation for me, making every nerve ending light up in the mix of pleasure and pain.
Luce shifted, nudged my chin up and claimed my lips in a bruising kiss that left no doubt about who was in charge—and how much he wanted this just as badly as I did. The fire built inside me, growing with each stroke of his hips and each flick of his tongue. He pulled away with a guttural noise, nipping my jaw and trailing kisses down my neck again.
"Kitten," he swore between clenched teeth, "you taste so good." The low rumble vibrated through him, shaking us both as he continued to move inside me.
