“Your mouth,” I managed. “I need your mouth on me.”
A wicked smile spread across his face. “As you wish.”
He sank to his knees before me, a sight that sent a thrill through my entire body. A demon prince on his knees, looking up at me with hunger in his eyes—it was almost too much.
The first touch of his tongue against my cock had me gripping the edge of the workbench for support. His mouth was hotter than a human’s, the sensation nearly overwhelming as he took me in completely.
“Fuck,” I gasped, watching in awe as he began to move, his lips stretched around me, his eyes never leaving mine. “That’s… oh god, that’s amazing.”
One large hand gripped my thigh, keeping me steady as he worked me with his mouth. The other reached around to squeeze my ass, fingers teasing at my entrance.
This is how I die,I thought deliriously.Death by demon blowjob. What a way to go.
When he slipped one finger inside me, I nearly came on the spot. The dual sensation of his hot mouth and probing finger had me panting, trembling on the edge of control.
“Malphas,” I warned, my voice strained. “I’m close. So close.”
He hummed around me, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure up my spine. His finger crooked inside me, finding that spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids.
“I’m going to—” The rest of my sentence dissolved into a moan as my orgasm crashed through me. Malphas didn’t pull away, swallowing everything I had to give, his eyes blazing red with satisfaction.
When he finally released me, I was boneless, clinging to the workbench for support. “Holy shit,” I breathed. “That was… fuck.”
“Eloquent,” he teased, rising to his feet. His jeans did nothing to hide his arousal, the impressive outline clearly visible.
I reached for his belt buckle. “Your turn.”
He caught my hand, bringing it to his lips. “Not here. I want you properly. In a bed.”
Before I could protest, he’d scooped me up in his arms, carrying me as if I weighed nothing. I wrapped my arms around his neck, still dazed from my orgasm.
“What about your tools?” I asked as he carried me through the house.
“They’ll still be there later,” he said, taking the stairs two at a time. “You’re more important.”
The simple statement shouldn’t have made my heart skip a beat, but it did.Dangerous, Sam. Very dangerous.
He deposited me on his bed—a massive four-poster that I’d quickly come to appreciate over the past week. His bedroom was surprisingly tasteful, decorated in rich browns and deep reds, with heavy curtains and antique furniture that hinted at his true age.
I watched hungrily as he removed his jeans and boxers, his impressive erection springing free. No matter how many times I saw him naked, it was always a breathtaking sight.
“Come here,” I said, reaching for him.
Malphas crawled onto the bed, his powerful body moving with predatory grace. He covered me with his larger frame, kissing me deeply. I could taste myself on his tongue, and the thought of what he’d just done made me shiver with renewed arousal.
“Want you,” I murmured against his lips. “Want to feel you inside me.”
A growl rumbled through his chest. “You’ll be the death of me, Sam.”
“Says the immortal being,” I teased, then gasped as he nipped at my neck.
He reached for the lube in the bedside drawer, then paused, looking down at me with surprising tenderness. “Are you sure? You just came, and I’m not exactly… small.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer. “I’m very sure. I want to feel you. All of you.”
That was all the encouragement he needed. With meticulous care, he prepared me, working me open with those skilled fingers until I was writhing beneath him, begging for more.
When he finally pushed inside me, the stretch and burn was exquisite. I clung to his shoulders, breathing through the initial discomfort until it melted into pleasure.
