“Damn,” she breathed, not knowing what else to say. That had been hot. Easily the hottest oral sex she’d given, to a man or a woman. She generally preferred oral sex with women. They were more responsive, and it took a lot more effort to get them to climax, so it was more rewarding.
But Murmur was … She didn’t know. But there was something extremely satisfying about making this super control freak unravel.
Then she frowned. There was still no movement from said control freak.
She crawled up beside his large naked form to peer at hisface, and a laugh burst out of her. “You’re kidding me,” she muttered.
The fucker had passed out cold.
She laughed again. It was flattering, honestly. She’d made him come so hard, he straight-up lost consciousness. She’d never given anyone that great of an orgasm before.
She dropped onto her back beside him. Her hoodie was gone, thrown somewhere in her haste to get skin on skin with him, but she was still wearing pants. He hadn’t even gotten her fully naked before he passed out, the bastard.
She turned her head on the pillow so she could enjoy him like this, all sprawled out naked and sexy. She wasn’t over how good he made “pale and dead” look. He wasn’t built, but his lean strength was clearly defined, even lying on his back. The line down the center of his abs was hot as hell, and she wanted to trace the V-shaped muscles pointing to his cock with her tongue.
She bit her lip when her eyes landed back on that cock. Semi-hard now, it lay against his abs, looking heavy and delicious. She wanted to suck him off again. Even better, she wanted to climb on and go for a ride.
She wasn’t sure he’d let her, however.
She hadn’t missed the way he caught her hands every time she tried to touch him. He didn’t seem to like being touched, though he definitely hadn’t minded her touching his dick. But she also hadn’t missed the way he’d taken charge of her giving him head.
He obviously had major control issues, but was that a surprise? If someone had tried to tell her Murmur was vanilla in bed, she would have laughed in their face. He was a freak in everyday life. Of course he’d be a freak in the sheets too.
Shit, though, she was so turned on. She shot him a glare. Fucker was still dead to the world. Damn him for passing out and leaving her in this state.
She smiled suddenly. Maybe she could get revenge.
She slid her hand into her pants until she found the wet mess she’d made in her underwear. Her fingers shot to her clit like it was a magnet, and she started to rub, her gaze fixed on Murmur the whole time.
So she was jacking off while staring at an unconscious demon. Her soul was definitely doomed. But then, she was half demon, so she’d probably been doomed from the start. She might as well enjoy the journey.
Her gaze feasted on his defined jaw and the graceful arch of his collarbones. She stared at his freaky claws and barbed tail, and most of all, she stared at his cock. She imagined it in her mouth again, and then she imagined him sinking it into her.
She came on a hard moan, her thighs shaking, her spine arching off the bed. Her hand was soaked with her release, and by the time she finished, she was nearly ready to pass out herself.
She pulled her fingers out and held them up. The tips glistened faintly in the low light. Then she sat up.Time for revenge.
She traced her wet fingers down the length of that thick gray cock, and then, grinning evilly, she ran them over his lips. With his heightened demon senses, he was going to scent her the second he woke up. Perfect.
She stroked a few strands of hair off his face—refusing to analyze her motives for the affectionate gesture—and then climbed out of bed. She searched around in the dark for her hoodie and then pulled it on.
Standing at his side of the mattress, she looked down at him. Maybe it was stupid, but she was glad she’d come. She was sick of fighting herself. It was starting to seem like her best option was to just give in to her impulses and worry about picking up the pieces later.
Cleanup rather than prevention.
And then, because she was an idiot, and he just looked so darn cute all sprawled out and unconscious, she bent and kissed him on the cheek.
His skin was still warm.
Murmur awoke to the smell of Suyin’s arousal.Little witch.This was no accident. Her scent was all over him, and he hadn’t even gotten a chance to taste her last night.
His eyes popped open as the rest of the night’s memories flooded his mind. He wasn’t quite sure how to process this new turn of events. He’d been without sex for centuries and hadn’t thought twice about it. Now, he was obsessed.
He hadn’t even penetrated her yet, but he already knew heneededto. And he didn’t just need to do it once. He needed to do it for hours. Over and over until he passed out from exhaustion. And then he’d wake up and repeat the cycle again.
He leapt out of bed and dressed in a rush, halfway across the room before he’d even properly gotten his pants on. He threw a robe on, not bothering with a shirt, and pulled the mess of his hair out from beneath the collar.
He stopped dead with his hand on the door handle, suddenly realizing …
