“Good God, man. What part of not teasing her escaped your understanding?” Lucifer complained.
I threw an annoyed glare over my shoulder. “Wait your turn.”
He was right, but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. Still, I lined my cock up with her dripping slit and pressed inside.
We moaned in unison, and I was reminded once again that our bodies were made for each other. Sex had always been good, even when it was meh—sort of like pizza—but with Merri, it was out of this fucking world. I would never get enough.
“Tell me how much you want me, Merri. I need to hear it.”
“Fuck, Sin, you know I want you.”
I grabbed her hair and made a fist at the base of her skull, tugging hard enough to make her pussy clench around my cock. “Do I?”
“Yes,” she moaned.
“I don’t think I know for sure you’re desperate for me. Tell. Me.”
“Goddammit, Sinclair. I’m desperate for you.” She wiggled her hips and tried to force me to move, but I held her still, loving the way she grunted in frustration.
I leaned over just enough to press a kiss to her cheek. “That’s my girl.”
Then I slapped her ass and started fucking her like our lives depended on it. Because they kind of did. The better Merri fed, the stronger she’d be when we faced off with our enemies.
“Pull my hair harder. Please?”
She’d never asked for more than just the light tugging I liked to do to her luscious locks. Something about the way she wanted me to be rougher than usual spoke to the primal demon inside me. My cock throbbed, already begging for release.
She must have sensed my need, or my impending climax, because she reached between our legs and wrapped her fingers around my balls. The added bit of pressure sent chills running over my skin, but then she tugged, and I came with a startled shout.
I was pretty sure I heard Lucifer snicker from behind us, but I was so lost to the pleasure of my climax I didn’t pay him any mind. My hips continued thrusting even though I was spent. I didn’t want to stop, to let her go. Not yet, and I was an incubus. My refractory period was .5 seconds.
“You’re still hard.”
“I’m always hard for you.”
“Good, because I’m going to need you for this next part.”
My eyes followed the tilt of her head to find Lucifer. “What do you have in mind, kitten?”
“It’s time the devil learned how to share.”
She looked away from the devil in question, and I turned my head in the same direction. My gaze landed on the sex bench, and as I watched, it transformed into exactly what she needed it to be. A chaise longue with a raised back and no sides.
“What’s your plan, kitten?”
“I think that’s the perfect place for you to watch me as I ride you like the prized stallion you are.”
“And Lucifer?” I asked through a dry throat.
“Yes, darling. What about me?”
Lucifer
Mmm,mmm. This was delectable. I hadn’t considered myself much of a team player, but Merri getting railed into oblivion in front of me had me harder than a redwood.
“I was thinking it might be a good time for all of us to try something new,” she murmured, a blush staining her cheeks.
“Color me intrigued.” Anything scandalous enough to make a succubus blush had my interest piqued.
