Shit, I need to get a grip, but everything within me is screaming to let her do this. She lowers my hand to the slit in her skirt, pushing up the fabric. My cock twitches as I brush her thigh.
She’s so soft that I can’t help but pull her closer.
Cherry shampoo brushes my nose. I inhale deeply as she guides my hand towards her bloomers. My breath seizes when my fingers find only skin. Wet, hot skin.
Of course she’s fucking naked beneath her skirt.
She grips my shirt as my thumb brushes her folds. Her hand falls away from mine, but I don’t need her help anymore. I tease her silky entrance. She lets out a surprised moan, the sound louder than the music of the ballroom?—
“Sire?”
I startle. The woman yelps in surprise. Dropping her skirt, I pull her against my chest.
“Can I help you, Kennix?” I snarl at my adviser. He’s out of shadow form and watching me with a confused expression. The woman in my arms attempts to wriggle away, but I tighten my grip on her. I’m not done with her yet. Nowhere near.
Kennix’s brow almost reaches the dark waves of his hair. “My lord?”
It takes me a moment to process what’s happening. I glance at Kennix, his regal tunic blending in with the other humans atthe ball.The ball. Then I glance at the young woman, a rosy blush on her cheeks.
Clearing my throat, I put some distance between us. “Forgive me,” I tell her, trying to ignore the now persistent throbbing beneath my belt. “There are other matters for me to attend to here. Good evening.”
Kennix shakes his head and motions towards our target. But before we can leave, the woman speaks.
“So you do have a friend for me to play with,” she purrs, edging closer to Kennix. “And he’s handsome too.” Kennix’s ears turn pink as she runs her fingers down his chest. For some reason, just watching them makes it hard for me to breathe. “What’s your name, gorgeous?”
He laughs nervously. “I… uh.”
“Enough.” I push them apart. The girl is back against my chest as Kennix stumbles backwards.
“Sire!” He steadies himself, but I keep my focus on the woman.
“Who are you?” I glare at her. “Who do you work for?” There’s got to be more to this. Women don’t just throw themselves at me like this. Not outside of my castle. She’s some kind of assassin, or a rogue demon, or?—
“I don’t work for anyone.” Her smile falls for a moment before slipping back into place like a mask. “But I can be yours for the night, if you’d like that.” She winks.
“My lord, you’re making a scene,” Kennix says in a worried tone.
I look up. Around us, nobles are glancing our way and whispering, some of them with wide eyes as they notice the woman.
I meet her grinning gaze. “Who are you?” I breathe.
Soft lips on mine is my only response.
My whole body tenses. Eyes fluttering shut, I reach up, ready to break the kiss, but my fingers only tangle in her hair, tugging her closer. She moans against my lips, biting my lower lip softly. I shudder.
Wrapping her arms around my neck, she rolls her hips against mine. “Touch me,” she sighs, guiding my hand up her thigh again. Her kiss tastes like paradise. For a moment, I almost give in and fuck her with my fingers right here in the middle of this ballroom until the jaunty music wakes me from her spell and my eyes fly open.
I push her off me, out of breath.
“Tauren…” Kennix warns, but I barely notice him. All I can focus on are the dozen party guests surrounding us with shocked expressions. The young woman doesn’t seem to mind. After fixing her skirt, she gives the crowd a small curtsy.
“Hope you enjoyed the show,” she laughs wickedly at them. “Be sure to pass your reviews onto Father – Camellia too if you’d like to see her squirm.”
My hands flex. I’ve no idea who her father is, or Camellia, and I don’t have the time nor desire to find out, but for some reason my body refuses to leave her side.
Rogue demon or not, she’s coming back to my castle tonight. Even if I have to drag her. She may have almost ruined my plan, but worse than that, I’ve never enjoyed a kiss so much as the one we shared just now. The second I deal with Lord Elheart, I’ll have this woman tied up with her legs spread in my dungeon and her pussy will be my fucking celebratory feast.
“We need to move, Tauren.” Kennix says. “We don’t have time for this.”
