Her fingers dug deeper into my flesh; her breath came in small pants as she eagerly met my movements. For the first time in my life, I knew I was going to come before entering a woman, and I welcomed therelease.
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Wren
Not real. Not real. The dark makes all of thisnotreal.
But it felt too good not to be real. Everything about Corson feltsoamazingly good. From the heat of his lips on mine to the smoky taste of him. He wove a spell over me as every time I considered returning to reality, his hands pulled me back under his magiconcemore.
And he wasn’t even touchingmyskin!
What would it feel like if he placed his hands on my flesh? I desperately wanted to know even as I tried to pull myself from the drugged stupor he woveoverme.
This is wrong; I shouldn’t, we shouldn’t….Every time a new protest rose in my mind, itdiedaway.
Am Idreaming?
The question was answered when he pushed the evidence of his erection against me. I became wetter with need as I instinctively met the rhythmheset.
It had been a couple of years since I’d been with a man, but horniness was no excuse for making out with a demon. While my brain shot out this reminder, my body decided my brain could deal with it later. My body was in charge now, and it demanded more ofCorson.
My nipples ached, and my breasts became heavier as he kneaded one before turning his attention to the other. His tongue moved in ways I’d never known one could move. He drew me deeper and deeper into his kiss until the mineral scent of the tunnel and the wintry air ceased toexist.
There was only Corson and the tension building between my legs and coiling higher into my belly. I thrust against him and rotated my hips until he was rubbing my clit just right. He nipped at my lip again before lifting his hips off theground.
Helikesthat.
The realization brought a rush of power with it. He was as lost in this moment as I was. This was already more intense than anything I’d ever experienced with someone before, yet I found myself wondering what he would feel likeinsideme.
Amazing, he would feel amazingwithinme.
My pulse beat faster in my ears as I contemplated pulling his dick out and sliding myself onto it. I could feel the thick length of him through both our pants, and I knew he would stretch and fill me completely when he slipped inside me. He would demand nothing less than a complete loss of control from me, and for the first time in my life, Icravedthat.
I was too far gone in this moment to take the time to stop though and when I circled my hips against him once more, something within me fractured. I cried out as the orgasm rushing through my body caused my back to bow. Corson drove my hips harder against him before groaning. The sound he emitted was almost as erotic as his hands, and it had me on the verge of riding himagain.
In the end, exhaustion won out, and I slumped on top of him. My head fell to his chest as his hand ran leisurely over my hair. I inhaled his scent and relished the lingering thrills of pleasure coursing throughmybody.
Closing my eyes, I took a minute to pretend we weren’t in this place. That he wasn’t a demon and I wasn’t a Wilder. That so many hadn’t been lost, and Hell and Heaven were still abstract concepts everyone only speculatedabout.
But I could only keep reality at bay for a few minutes. Then, ice slid over my skin, and the dank scent of the tunnel filled my nose once more. When I shivered, his arms enveloped me. He drew me closer to nuzzle my forehead with his lips. How many other women had he held like this? And what did it matter? He was a demon. I shouldn’t be allowing him to cradle meatall.
But God help me, no matter how wrong it was, I wantedmoreof thisdemon.
What would the other Wilders think if they learned what I’d done in this tunnel? They accepted working with the demons, and some Wilders had done more than just work with them, but I was supposed to remain distant, and I definitely wasnotsupposed to be crawling into the armsofone.
Worse than what my fellow Wilders would think of me was what would Randythink?
Dread coiled through me at the possibility of seeing revulsion in Randy’s eyes, or of him turning against me. There had always been the possibility he wouldn’t agree with my decision to work with the demons, but he wouldn’t have hated me for making the choice. However, he mightloatheme if he learned of this. He’d lost a lot todemonstoo.
Reality was like a bucket of cold water dumped over my head. I was enfolded securely in the arms of a demon, but not justanydemon.Corson. The one demon I’d vowed never to give in to. Well, I’d vowed never to give in toanyof them, but especially not this one! Not the one who proudly displayed the jewelry of all his conquests and would happily add me to that list, if he could remember my name for long enough toaddit.
What was wrong with me? A day or two trapped in his presence had made me like the other numerous women who had fallen into his bed. Maybe we hadn’t had sex, but it had been close, and I’d gotten off on it. If I wore earrings, he’d be smugly parading them around for everyone to see. Now, he’d give me that knowing look and I’d hate myself and himforit.
But worst of all was the knowledge that I didn’t want to be one of the many, not to him. With horror, I realized that I might actually be coming to care for him. If I wasn’t careful, he’d break my heart and have no idea whathe’ddone.
Distance. I need distance from him and all of this.Unfortunately, there was little distance to be found in this maze, but I didn’t have to stay inhisarms.
I pulled out of his embrace and rolled away from him. He grunted when I accidentally sank my elbow into his stomach before launching to my feet. I miscalculated his position on the ground and tripped over his foot. I almost sprawled onto my ass in an incredibly inelegant move, but he moved with the speed of… well, a demon as he shot to his feet beside me and grabbed my elbow tosteadyme.
