Page 116 of In Between Death and the Devil

My eyes went wide as I realized his intent. “More?” He’d just given me the most mind-blowing orgasm of my life.

“That was just the warmup,” he said, toeing off his boots. He pushed his pants down, his length springing free.

My mouth went dry. He was thick and hard and perfect, and I wanted him inside of me. My earlier lethargy forgotten, I scooted back and turned until my head was lying on the pillows.

He crawled over me, dropping kisses on my hip, stomach, between my breasts, and collarbone until he hovered over me, settling between my legs.

I gasped at the heat of him as his cock pressed against my oversensitized clit. Muscles twitched as he slid his length against me, coating himself in the wetness between my thighs.

“On second thought,” he gripped my hips and rolled over, pulling me on top of him. “Let’s try it this way.”

I rose on my knees, rocking against him. The position was better, allowing me to control the angle.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yes. This is good.” I rolled my hips, trying to position him where I needed him.

“Is there something you need?” His hands gripped my hips, stilling them.

I growled in frustration. “If you can’t tell what I need, maybe we shouldn’t be doing this.”

His palm smacked my ass, the crack reverberating through me.

Two things happened at once. Fen froze, and I let out a guttural moan. The snap of pain quickly turned into a pleasurable burn, making my insides molten. It was so good. How was it so good?

“Hot,” I whispered.

Fen’s expression went from worried to heated in a blink. He massaged the place where he’d hit me. “Do you want to play the brat? To sass me until I put you over my knee and spank you?” Another strike, this time on the opposite cheek.

Something clenched deep inside me at his words. “For someone who is supposed to be able to tell what people feel, you ask a lot of questions.” I didn’t know where the words came from, they tumbled out of my mouth without thought.

He spanked me twice more, each strike harder than the last and I nearly tipped over the edge again. His eyes narrowed. “It’s not a punishment if you like it. Maybe I shouldn’t fuck you. Maybe I should leave you like this to think about what you’ve done.” The stern edge to his tone made me shiver.

“No, please. I’ll be good. Please, fuck me. Please.” I pawed at his chest.

Rolling us again until I was back underneath him, he hitched one of my legs up and thrust into me in one brutal stroke.

I gasped and squirmed, trying to accommodate him. He was bigger than Colt. I’d never been so full; I could almost feel him in my throat.

“Or maybe I should fuck you hard until you beg me for mercy.” One of his hands wove into my hair, grabbing a handful and forcing me to look at him. He otherwise stayed still, his cock lodged deep inside of me as I adjusted.

The initial sting faded, replaced with the urge to move. I squirmed, but the weight of him pinned me in place. “Yes, please.”

He groaned at my plea. Pulling out, he thrust back in, watching my face carefully.

When I answered him with a moan, he picked up the pace, fucking me just like he’d promised. His hips snapped against mine at a punishing pace, and with every thrust he hit a spot deep inside me that had me clenching around him. My next orgasm came on fast and hard, but he didn’t stop. He fucked me through it, grounding me with a small tug on my hair.

My legs trembled and my heart raced as my pleasure climbed again. I’d come twice already. I didn’t know how much more of this I could take.

“Please. Oh, Gods. Please. I can’t—” I begged, just like he told me I would.

“You can. And you will.” He reached between us until his fingers found my clit. “Come for me again. Come with me.”

I couldn’t have resisted even if I wanted to. My body was at his command. Another climax built, somehow higher than the last two.

The pace of his thrusts went wild, and our Death Chord roared to life as we both came with a shout. I heard it ringing clearly over our pants, the two familiar notes now joined by a third. Its vibrations worked their way through my limbs and brought tears to my eyes. I’d never felt so close to him. It was as if our souls were wrapped around each other.

“Are you okay?” he asked, kissing my temple.