He ignored my stupid comment. Concentrating, his fingers dug into my waist. He arched his back. I groaned as he filled me deeper, deeper, until there was nothing separating us.
Sweat trickled down my forehead. I felt his cock pulsing inside me. Each throb of it made my head swim, and I was drowning in lust.
Desperate and needy, I wriggled my hips. As I moved, I caught the perfect angle and suddenly moaned out loud.
Sagitta stopped holding back. He bent forward, grabbing my thighs, and started fucking me faster. Soon my single moan was a chorus. Each thrust made me cry out louder. My fingers dug into the towel beneath me, curling until it bunched up in my clenched fists.
My hole craved him. I pushed down to meet Sagitta halfway on every thrust, wanting him as deep as possible. His franticrhythm set my nerves on fire. All the thoughts were wiped from my mind. All I wanted was this, more and more ofthis.I wanted him and only him.
Sagitta growled as leaned down and brought his face closer to mine. His eyes were glazed and dark with passion.
He looked so damned kissable.
Maybe he read my mind, or maybe it was obvious on my expression, because he closed the gap to press our mouths together. His tongue possessively skirted over my lips before delving inside. I whimpered as his tongue grazed mine. The kiss was unbelievably silky and cloud-soft; a gentle reassurance as he pounded my ass like a horny beast.
It could’ve been seconds or an hour that passed. I had no fucking clue. I didn’t care if it went on for the entire week. I didn’t care about the rest of my life, my job, the demon possession. None of it mattered compared to this.
Because the loving way Sagitta looked down at me waseverything.
Between stolen breaths, I sputtered, “Fuck, I can’t take it.”
I reached for my straining cock, hard as it bounced against my belly. Desperate for release, I jerked myself off mindlessly and finished within seconds. But even after I came, I was still mind-numbingly horny. I didn’t want Sagitta to stop fucking me.
He hissed through his teeth. The way his body twitched told me he was close, too. I tightened my muscles, clenching down on his cock. After a few wild thrusts, his entire body shuddered. He cried out in ecstasy as he emptied himself.
With shaking arms, he lowered himself onto my chest. I put my arms around his back and held him as he caught his breath. I seized my chance to smell his neck and hair. I closed my eyes, letting his scent fill my lungs.
A few minutes later, Sagitta rasped, “Was I too rough?”
“Nope.”
A moment later, he spoke again. “Was it good?”
“It was amazing,” I said, adding a kiss on his cheek for good measure. He relaxed following that.
After our skin cooled and the sweaty tangle of limbs grew uncomfortable, we stood and cleaned up. We were satisfied, exhausted, and needed to sleep. Before Sagitta could even consider crashing on the couch again, I pulled him into my bedroom to sleep beside me.
He didn’t argue.
16
Sagitta
Something big creakedin the apartment.
My eyes snapped open.
It took reality a second to rush in. I was in Chase’s bed. He was sound asleep next to me, his lips parted slightly as he breathed in a steady rhythm. He looked so peaceful.
He obviously hadn’t heard the floorboards creak. But I had.
I begged my racing heart to still as I listened harder. Was I imagining things? A few long beats passed, and the apartment remained silent. I wondered if it was just a vivid dream that had leaked into my waking mind.
But my intuition told me something was off. Quietly, I slipped out of bed, tiptoed to the closed bedroom door, and pressed my ear against it.
My breath cut short when I heard it—the snuffling sound of a creature that definitely should not be there.
Instinctively, I reached for my bow. It wasn’t there. I was dressed only in Chase’s borrowed shirt and boxers.
