And when she increased the pressure, her fingers massaging,kneading, squeezing, a vibration unlike anything he’d ever experienced shotthrough him like a strike of erotic lightning—and that was when she took him toHeaven.
Screw the rules.He didn’t need to Ascend to get what heneeded.Or what he wanted.
He drowned in bliss, pumping his hips as she pumped with herfist, and holy hell, Aurora was, for him, the pinnacle of Heaven.
In Aurora’s experience, when a guy came, he needed aminute to recover.More than aminute, actually.
Soshe was shocked as hell when,just moments after his powerful orgasm that overloaded her senses with theblast of energy, he withdrew from her mouth, hauled her to her feet, and toreher pants off like they were made of tissue paper.
His emotions filtered through her, his anger and painconverting to positive power much faster than had ever happened in the past.Usually the negativity lingered, sometimes for days, but like everything elseabout Hawkyn, his energy was unique.Addictive.She wanted more.
“That was incredible,” he growled as he tossed aside theshredded jeans, leaving her only in aqua panties with lovely black lace—thatHawkyn bit through with his fangs.
She shivered, despite the fiery need flowing through herveins, consuming her asitbuilt into aninfernoshe was sure would scorch them both.
His big hands palmed her thighs, spread them as he eased herback onto the windowsill.His emerald eyes glowed with erotic light as he tookher in.Was he going to...Yessss.
His tongue speared her center, stabbing deep before hedragged it up, licking her swollen, sensitive tissues.She cried out, his namecarrying through the small space, and she felt him smile against her core.
“I don’t have any experience with this,” he said in a raw,ragged voice, his hot breath tickling the skin of her inner thigh, “but I learnfast.”
Which he proved by latching on to her clit and drawing on itgently, using her moans and panting breaths as a guide.A finger penetratedher, pumping and flicking, and she had to bite down on the heel of her palm tokeep from screaming in ecstasy.
The orgasm hit her like a sudden tempest, tearing her worldapart before it all came together again with Hawkyn climbing up her body andsettling himself between her legs as she sat on the stone ledge.
When had he taken off his pants?
Not that she cared about details like that.Not when he wasstaring down at her with half-lidded, possessive eyes that burned with maleneed.God, when he looked at her like that, he could have anything he wanted.
Anything.Anything except...”Wait,”she breathed.“Protection.”
“Memitim aren’t fertile.”The tip of his shaft prodded herentrance, but he hesitated, waiting for permission.“Not until we Ascend.”
“Okay, then.”She leaned back against the thick, opaqueglass in the window and spread her legs wider.“That’s exactly what I wanted tohear.”
“Damn,” he breathed as he pushed inside her.“You’re sobeautiful.So perfect.”
No, what was perfect was the way he was so careful with her.His erection slid inside her slowly, stretching her exquisitely as he watchedher, his gaze roaming her expression for every reaction.
When he was fully seated, he framed her face in his hands,holding her for his kiss.She took it eagerly, slipping her tongue between hislips as he started to move against her.In seconds, the kiss flared hot andurgent, and a rumble of approval rattled deep in his chest.
His tongue slid against hers, stroking and thrusting, thetempo matching the rocking of his hips.Tension mounted between her legs as shelocked her thighs around his waist, holding him where she needed him to be.
This was perfect.So perfect.Like everything about him.Sheslid her palms up from his waist to his perfectly healed back, charting thehills and valleys of his muscles, the heavy bone structure, the ropey tendons.This was her playground, and as he took her higher with every thrust, she usedher fingers to knead all the pleasure points within her reach, loving how hegasped when she dug deep.
As a masseuse, she knew the benefits of massage.But as aWytch, with sex demon ancestors, she also had unique knowledge that allowed herto access erogenous zones most people didn’t even know they had.
She used that knowledge now with precision and skill, lovinghow, when she knuckled a spot between his third and fourth rib, he moaned.Orwhen she used two fingers on a pressure point in the ridge of his shoulder, hisentire body spasmed, his head falling back in a vision of male ecstasy.
“You’re killing me,” he whispered.“Fuck, you’re amazing.”
Abruptly, he swept her up and, still sheathed inside her, hecarried her over tothe bed.His strength as helowered her left her in awe.
Panting with desperate need, she pulled him down so theywere chest to chest, her legs wrapped around his waist in a hold she wouldn’tlet him break anytime soon.
She’d had sex before, obviously, and her succubus nature hadbeen all about the pleasure for a purpose.Sex and magic were a release.Butwhat she was doing with Hawkyn had gone beyond that.It might have startedas a way tohelp him get rid of the negativity and pain thatweighed him down, but now it was about being with him.About giving him a pieceof herself.
She’d never donethatbefore.
