Fuck she’s tight and wet.
Turning her head, Rez gives me a pleading look over her shoulder that does everything for me, “Please, Ryker. Fuck me already.” For a moment, I forgot that she actually wants me to fuck this perfect pussy. Just being inside her, being grasped like her life depends on me staying exactly where I am…it’s perfection.
Okay, Angel, but you’ll be begging for more later. They all do.
Gripping her hips, I slowly ease out just enough to leave my head in, teasing her, and slam into her again with a punishing pace that I never want to stop. Rez reaches back and grabs my hips, clawing at whatever she can to pull me closer as my hips pump furiously into her hot pussy. The lights in the club spin around at the perfect moment so that when I look down, I can see her wetness dripping down her thighs as my cock thrusts in and out of her. I’ll never forget this sight. Never forget the way this feels. How she feels like heaven, stretched tight around my cock. Squeezing and pulsating around me like we were meant to be together.
The clawing of nails on my forearm grabs my attention as Rez grabs for my face. She’s pushed herself up further so she can wrap her arm over her head and around my neck, pulling me in for a kiss over her shoulder. My right hand finds her swollen clit, begging for attention while my left hand plucks at a pebbled nipple under the thin fabric of her dress. Pushing some of my lust out and flicking her clit, Rez clamps down on my dick as she comes hard, screaming her pleasure into my mouth. It’s the most satisfying thing I’ve heard in ages. And as her pussy spasms around my cock, proving being inside of her is the greatest place in the entire realm, she triggers my own long-awaited, blissful release. Fire races down my spine and I feel a pinch and slight burn behind my ear as I fill her up.
My chest puffs up and a self-satisfied smile takes over my face as I catch sight of Rez’s dazed and intoxicated look. I’ve never felt anything like this, my entire body vibrating like a live wire from feeding off of her. I’m sure my eyes are glowing an electric blue as I feel her satisfaction in the air.Huh, that’s new. It’s normally only lust that I pick up.All of my nerves are on high alert, racing with pleasure. The area behind my ear still has a slight burning though, and I have no idea what could have caused it. Did someone hit me with something while I was in heaven? But I don’t have the desire to check it because I don’t want to leave her perfect cunt. I wonder if I can live here forever.
Well shit, I definitely can’t stay like this, especially in public.
Putting away my spent cock, Rez turns around with a content smile on her face and pulls me in for a passionate kiss. The heat behind this kiss tells me everything I need to know about whether she enjoyed it as much as I did. Pulling back enough for our breaths to mingle and our lips to still grace each other she says, “I’ll be right back, Casanova. Your cum is dripping down my thighs and I don’t want to break a leg by slipping on it later.” Boiiiiing, and hello lil Ry, nice to see you working once again.
Damn, she says the sweetest things.
She runs her hand from my neck up through my hair, messing it up to her liking, and I couldn’t care less. I know I have the goofiest look on my face, but fuck it, that girl can do wicked things to me every day and I’ll still be begging for more.I watch the way she walks, and her whole body is suggestive, just begging for me to pounce. Damn. I hate to see her go, but I love to watch her leave.
Pulling my focus back to my surroundings, I catch sight of a few glowing eyes following Rez’s path to the bathroom, and notice the Incubi that stayed behind when I showed up.Maybe I should have had them leave.As if they all read my mind, their gazes swing my way and with a flash of my eyes, I stake my claim and they bow their heads. A few get up and head for the door, knowing that if I even feel that they are making a pass on what’s mine, I have the right to attack, and they don’t want to take the chance.
Turning around, I grab my drink, down it, and motion for another round when I feel a presence behind me. Without looking, I know it’s not good when my dick hits the self-destruct button and deflates.
Well fuck.
Spinning around, I barely hold in the grimace at Serafin's irritated stance. She’s wearing practically nothing but seashells and seafoam over her private parts, while her gills are flared, stating the obvious that she’s pissed at something.
Leaning back against the bar, I cross my ankles and appear unaffected by her presence and the couple of her friends that stand behind her.
“Serafin. A pleasure.” I try keeping the contempt out of my tone, but her face says I fail.
“What the hell! Have you stooped so low that you had to downgrade to the human waste basket to get off?”
“Never took you as a voyeur, Serafin. I always thought of you as a Daddy’s girl. Hmm, shame,” I retort, grabbing my drink and walking away with a pleased smirk. Now, I just need my girl.
ChapterThirty-Six
ROPE BURNS
Rez
Who the hell needs alcohol when you have Ryker Steinbeck. Damn! I’m glad I forgave him and came out. I’m sure he knew what he was doing when he mentioned that he didn’t have anything to do with the reporting on me. The little…okay, big fucker was calling my bluff. He was smart to give me the time I needed, but I really didn’t have any reason to turn him out, and the attraction between us is undeniable. He is potent and beyond intoxicating. His scent, those mesmerizing eyes,fuck!I swear, while he fucked me all of my brain cells packed up and left, leaving the last one high as a kite. I have a feeling even though we crossed that line, it was nothing more than a tease. I hope the full course will come later when I can have him all to myself and we don’t have an audience.
I finish cleaning up our mess and step out of the stall to wash my hands. It was empty when I came in here, which was a miracle to begin with, but apparently my luck has run out when I go to dry them.
What I thought was faint noise from the club is actually a couple of the harpies singing a nursery rhyme. Minding my business, I continue to dry my hands, but the annoying screeching sound is all too familiar and it catches my attention. All together there are five harpies that have walked into the bathroom, and it definitely doesn’t look like they are here to exorcize the poison from their system. Evil bitches they are.
“One, two, three, what did we see?” A couple of girls to the left sing, stepping closer to me. They look like identical twins, both with black hair and purple skin. They are both wearing identical white body-con dresses that barely cover their ass, paired with sheer heels.
“Four, five, six, Rez pulling her tricks.” Another pair of twins step closer, but they have blue hair with pink skin. Their sense of style was to wear a palm leaf that wrapped around their body, barely covering their unmentionables, and they were barefoot.Adam-and-Eve style must be popular here.Both sets have solid black eyes staring at me, and I’m pretty sure they will win that staring contest in a heartbeat. Their ear splitting voices are going to make me go deaf if they keep it up. Serafin walks between the girls in what looks like light green bubble wrap and seashells coveringnothing.I mean, I can still see her blue areolas, and I have the overwhelming urge to pop those bubbles. Glancing down, I wonder if I have a safety pin somewhere.
“Seven, Eight, Nine, Ryker is Mine!” Serafin hisses as she closes the circle in front of me, her yellow eyes turning pitch black.
They take a synchronized step together and say, “Ten, find your own men!”
I snort and laugh in their faces. “Desperate much? That just screams creepy.” I give them a few seconds to say something—anything, but they continue to stare and repeat their creepy nursery rhyme. “Okay then. If that’s all.” I purse my lips and squeeze between one of the Twilight Sparkle twins and Serafin and start walking away when the bathroom door opens and Emer walks in.
Ah, fuck me with a bent dildo.
