“Dimitri,” I breathe, a plea weaving into my voice.
“Marigold,” he whispers in return. He says it with such reverence, such care. I close my eyes, committing this moment to memory. Whatever future we’re hurtling toward, I want to hold on to this.
He pulls out of me, and the restraints vanish. Tenderly, he turns me onto my back, and I push farther onto the bed. He covers my body with his, raining kisses across my chest. When he latches onto a nipple while rolling the other one between his fingers, a low moan leaves me. I wrap my legs around his waist as he surges into me once more. His wings settle over us, creating a hidden world of our own. Webs of lightning travel across the smoky expanse.
I cling to him as my orgasm crashes into me without warning. He latches onto my other nipple as he grinds his hips into me and wrings every drop of pleasure from me. When my body lies pliant beneath him, he pushes onto his knees and grabs my waist. I don’t know if I’m capable of more. A weightlessness has taken over and I hum, watching him through slits.
“Oh no, spitfire. Open those pretty eyes for me,” he says, pulling out of me slowly.
When I focus on him, he buries his length into me, and a needy noise falls from my tongue. He does it again with the same result.
“Perfect,” he grunts, though whether he’s talking to me or himself, I don’t know. “Fucking perfect.”
His hand slips between us and he circles my clit. Another wave of rapture hits me, and my back arches. Electricity dances across his grey skin, then sparks between us. The bite of pain is enough to send me flying over the edge once more. He thrusts into me once, twice, then groans my name as he lets go.
When he collapses on top of me, I wrap my arms around him, holding him close as we shudder together. I cling to him as thoughts of the future try to creep in and derail my bliss. I shove the thoughts away, content to live in this euphoria just a little bit longer.
Icarry Mari’s pliant body toward the bathroom. She snuggles closer to me, tucking her head under my chin. I reach for my magic, and it leaps to my fingertips. Thankfully, my apartment has already rearranged itself, placing a bathtub big enough for two in the room. It fills with hot water and steam curls into the air.
Something changed between us this morning. It was always more than sex for me. I’d hoped it was for her, too, but today I felt it. Having her in Hell, in my space, feels right. More right than anything else I’ve ever encountered. I’ve traveled through dimensions, chasing the high of an adventure I never fully understood. I wonder if I was constantly searching for her.
“I need clothes,” she mumbles, her eyes closed and her hands tucked under her arms.
“I prefer you naked.” I step into the warm water.
As we sink under the surface, she moans, waking up my cock again. As much as I’d like to sink into her heat once more, sheneeds a break. I adjust her, settling her between my legs. She rests her arms on my knees, and her head lolls against my chest. I tip my own head back and let my hands wander over her skin. She gasps when my thumb brushes over her nipple.
“What happens now?” she whispers as if she’s hoping I won’t hear her.
“Whatever you want, spitfire.”
“Is your curse gone, then?”
I sigh, closing my eyes. “Not sure. I don’t know if anyone’s called me so I can’t really test it.”
“I don’t know what that means, but I suppose it’s none of my business.” She tenses and I hold her tighter.
“None of that, Mari. After our…tiff—” I wince as she snorts. “It was my sister. She’s the one who put the curse on me. Thought she’d be funny. Suppose she didn’t realize how taxing it would be on me and my magic. She said she’d break it soon.”
“How did she not think getting thrown around different dimensions at random would be taxing?”
“Well, she’s karma. She can travel between worlds as easily as stepping from one room to the next. Besides, we’ve been escalating lately in our…revenge pranks. I think this was her way of apologizing for our fight.”
She sits up and turns the upper half of her body toward me. How she’s able to contort that way, I don’t know. My back would snap in two if I tried.
“You had a fight with your sister, too?”
I press my lips together. It’s not that I don’t want to open up, but it’s awkward talking to Mari about our siblings while we’re naked and in a bathtub. I generally try to keep my thoughtsoffmy sister while I’m unclothed.
“I got mad at her for some shit she pulled. We’ll work it out. What about you, though? You’ve been keeping a lot of things to yourself.”
She settles against me again. “I was afraid you’d walk away. It’s mostly what happens when I’m not little-miss-sunshine like Lark. I open up, they meet my sister, and suddenly everything I’ve told them becomes ammunition. Plus, you have to remember I’d never met a demon before.”
“You took the news quite well, I’d say.”
“I tried to ban you from the house. I think I fucked up the spell. Glad it didn’t work or I wouldn’t have just had two amazing orgasms,” she says, a smile in her voice.
“Four. You had four orgasms, and if you keep wiggling against my cock, it’s going to be five.”
