“Give me the honey Damien.” Confusion ensued; in some seconds she had grabbed it out of my hand. With the anger written on her face I had expected her to throw it against my head but instead she let it drop down my cock which was already hard and ready for her.
“Here you are,” she responded, laughing.What a little tease my goddess was, with one swish I slammed my cock inside her, the honey texture spreading around her little pussy.I would need to clean it afterward. However, it was only another excuse to touch her.
“Fuck it like the gorgeous, perfect girl you are,” I said as she rode my cock, hooking her legs around my waist to get her deeper inside her. My lips captured hers.
Suddenly a knock at the door interrupted our heavy sex.
“Damn it,” I swore.
“Who is there?”
Instead of a response, the door flashed open, and Xavier was standing there.
“God Damien, spare me your naked sight,” he said, covering his eyes with the hairbands in his hair.
I quickly adjusted a towel around myself.
Why couldn’t he wait to come in? He just had spent over six hours with her alone, this man should learn to share a mate.
His gaze wandered to the goddess on the dresser who was blushing so hard that her cheeks were a deep red.
“Are you fine?” he asked and touched her skin, obviously noticing the sticky texture.“Is this honey?” Xavier’s gaze immediately drifted to mine like I was the villain in his story.
“Don’t act like you only have vanilla sex with her. Now fucking tell me what you want,” I said.
“I wanted to gift her a dress I told my brother to buy for her at the goblin market,” Xavier said andgestured to the satin garment bag.
“Oh, Xavier,” she said, stepping down the dresser and walking toward him. Her beautiful ass was on full display for me.
“Thank you,” she said and pressed a soft kiss against his lips. Lips that had been captured by mine before Xavier ruined my moment.
“I can’t wait to see you in this, my love.” Xavier’s voice was low, his fingers trailing over her rear giving it a light slap, then he licked his fingers clean of the honey residue from her skin.
A feeling of jealousy ignited, my inner dragon wanted and needed to claim her as mine.
“Maybe I should put it on,” she said blushing. I enveloped her into my arms, pressing kisses along her hairline.
“Yes, but we should wash the honey residue from your skin.” I pressed a kiss against her shoulder, cradling her against my chest.
I filled up the bathtub with water and started to gently wash her beautiful body with a loofah.
“I love you,” she whispered and leaned her head against my chest, closing her eyes. She was very worn out. Not just from me fucking her, but also the entire day at the goblin market seemed to have drained her.
“I should clean you too,” she stated after a while and grabbed the sponge, trailing it down my chest. Her eyes were locked to my skin; mine never left her face. I was already getting hard again, when she moved her hands lower, stroking my pelvis. My entire body arched, as the sponge stroked my cock.
“I need to do it myself baby, otherwise we will never make it to dinner,” I warned her and took the sponge out of her hand.
“Really?”
It was like she was trying to torture me in a very sweet way.
“Yes, I can hardly think straight when I’m with you. Are you sure you are not a siren?”
“I’m pretty sure, I’m not. But I certainly worship you like one.” Isensed jealousy in her words, an emotion I never intended her to feel. I couldn’t blame her, the experiences with the sirens weren’t the best, she was either almost drowned by them or made drunk on faerie wine. The only siren she had made friends with was Sparrow, and he was connected to Xavier and therefore made it much easier for her to trust him.
“I couldn’t care less that they only want me because of my powers, you are the only one important to me. There will never be anyone else but you,” I said and pressed a soft kiss on her hairline. Her cheeks blushed and she grazed her finger along my face.
“Before you all came into my life, I never believed I could feel freedom. I feel like through sex with you I’m able to let go fully, I can lose control, because I feel safe. And do weird sex stuff,” she jokingly added. I grinned, capturing her lips softly.
