She squirmed beneath him.
Dav uncorked the bottle and let the liquid fall into his palm, warming it. “But one thing stuck out to me.”
Her head tilted so she wasn’t speaking directly into his blankets. “That he got to finish inside me first?”
He knew she’d think that, the way he was straddling and teasing her, and it wasn’t wrong. He had plans to take a first away from Laz that would haunt the demon for a long time. But there was something else he needed to do first.
“He told me that you had a horrible muscle knot right here.”
Davarox ran his palms over her shoulder blades and up to her neck, spreading the massage oil onto her skin as he pressed his thumbs gently. Sure enough, the muscle under his touch was beyond tight, crunching with just the slightest pressure.
Rosalind sucked in a breath and then a very long moan. “Oh, fuck.”
“Blazes,” Dav cursed, staring down in horror. “I thought he was exaggerating.” He worked that spot a few times then leaned closer. “How much pressure do you like?”
It took her a moment to process. “You don’t have to?—”
“I get to have my hands all over your naked skin to make you feel good. Trust me, this is not a chore.”
She blew out a breath. “You’re really strong, but I don’t mind it deep.”
His cock twitched. No, not a chore at all.
He went back to work, pleasantly surprised to find that his palms and thumbs succeeded in releasing a lot of the tension. But he was conflicted. He felt smug that he could care for her like this, guilty that she carried so much stress, and then disappointed that it really seemed like no one had ever done this for her before.
“Still good?” he whispered, sweeping his fingers over her neck and down her spine.
“Mhmm,” came the mumble.
Davarox grinned to himself, pressing hishands to her lower back and earning her happy groan in response. He shifted his legs, sliding himself down her body so he could have a better angle.
Yes, to her ass. Obviously.
He snaked the tip of his tail over her hips and tugged at her underwear. “Lift.”
There was no objection as he stripped the garment with his tail so he wouldn’t get massage oil on the fabric. He dragged his hands down and over the globes of her ass and kneaded the flesh.
When Rosalind only let out a happy sigh, he squeezed and spread her slightly.
No reaction.
Smirking, he did it again. Not so subtly.
She sucked in a breath and tensed.
“Ah, she is paying attention.” His thumb teased down the seam, not so close to make her uncomfortable if she told him to stop.
“Dav.”
“Rose.” He teased her again, other hand still massaging the knot he found at the base of her spine. “Has anyone ever been back here?”
Even though she buried her face into the blankets harder, he suspected she was turning pink.
“What was that, baby?”
She turned her head just enough to blurt, “No.”
Davarox groaned, shifting his hips so he could drag his hardness along the back of her thigh. “Oh, baby.” He leaneddown, gently pressing his teeth to a small spot he hadn’t yet covered with oil. “Just think about it. Laz underneath you, that thick cock spreading you from the front as I drive into this tight little hole.”
