I chuckled, halting my movements when she came close to her peak, my darkness loving the way her legs shook around mine.
“Collin,” she whined as I placed one more kiss against her neck. Such a greedy angel. She was right: her lipstick was perfect. Her ponytail wasn’t as perfect, and I took pride in that. Her head was resting against the mirrored wall, her eyes still closed in ecstasy.
“You like it when I call you ‘baby’?” I taunted, bringing her bare pussy onto my thigh.
“Yes,” she cried as I moved her up against me, her arousal coating the fabric of my slacks, making a mess on me.
“Why?”
“Because that’s what you called me in my fantasies.”
I halted my movements at her words.
She—thought ofme?
Something primal—raw—came alive inside me, breaking all barriers.
I moved her off of my thigh, and in the next second, I shoved two fingers into her tight, magnificent, pussy, her cry of pleasure went straight to my cock as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
“You fuck yourself to me, baby?” I rasped, kissing her lips, unable to wrap my head around her confession. This angel, this pure piece of heaven, imagined me—a monster, a demon--when she sought pleasure.
Fuck.
“Yes,” she moaned once I dove down to her neck again, licking and sucking her pulse point, needing to make sure that this was real. She was here with me.
“You do this in my house? In the bed I bought you?” I growled, my cock weeping against my zipper.
Images of her in that bed, her blonde hair spread out on her pillow, her hand in those little panties, fucking herself to me when I wasn’t home…fuck.
My fingers fucked her hard and fast, and my thumb found her clit. She nodded, too lost in lust to use her words. I kissed her neck and found her lips. “Did you touch this little pussy before I watched you sleep?” I asked against her lips as I ruthlessly fucked her with my hand. The elevator alarm went off around us, but I didn’t give a shit.
I wanted her to come.
I craved it. She nodded against me again, an unsteady breath leaving her. I found her ear, my lips caressing the skin there.
“Did your demon fuck you good, baby? Did I make you scream?” My voice was raw with primal need.
“Y—yes,” she moaned, her hips moving against me shamelessly as her climax came closer and closer. I looked down between us, entranced by her body.
She would never part from me again.
This angel belonged to a demon now.
She would be by my side when I took what was mine.
“Scream for me, Karina. Let them all hear your sins,” I whispered, kissing her gently right before she came apart. It was beautiful, every time a work ofart.
“Collin! Oh God—Col!”
“That’s a good little angel. Give your demon all of it, soak his hand, baby.” I whispered, thrusting into her, causing her little pussy to make a bigger mess. She began to shake as the door was pried open from behind me. Not taking my eyes off her, with my free hand I withdraw one of my blades. I snapped it over my shoulder, and a cry of agony had my eyes looking up into the mirror for a second, just in time to see a bouncer fall backwards, the blade in his eye.
My angel whimpered, moaning in pleasure as she came down from her high. I kissed her once more as I gently pulled out of her warmth. Keeping my leg between hers, I ordered her to open those eyes. I sucked my fingers, moaning at the taste. “The taste of heaven.”
Once I made sure she was steady, I stepped away from her, ignoring the alarm and screams around me. Her eyes dropped to my crotch, and I smiled. “Karina, we’re late.”
“Don’t you want me to—” She reached for me, but I snatched her wrist, cutting off her words. My jaw tightened as I looked into her pleading eyes.
“You will have my cock, but not here,” I promised, my voice husky and rough.
