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Authors: Sidney Ayers

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“Here, allow me.” After all, assertiveness seemed to be a turn-on for him, and she wanted him turned on. With deftness she never knew she had, she slid one hook off, then the other. Slipping the straps off her shoulders, she allowed the cottony material to fall and expose the curves of her breasts. Who would’ve guessed she’d be doing a strip tease for a demon, or that she, herself, was a demon? So surreal yet so damned hot.

“So beautiful,” he said on a broken breath. Tracing his fingertips along the trim of her bra and the tender flesh of her skin, he tugged at the bra and freed her breasts from their cottony restraints. She hadn’t bared herself to a man in so long, she thought she’d be afraid. After all, she was nearing thirty and her body wasn’t near as young as it was five years ago. Strangely enough, with Rafe, she had nothing to fear.

Meeting his turbulent gaze, she took his hand in hers. Tension quivered between them as their hearts matched beat for beat. “What’s the matter?”

“I don’t want to hurt you, Lucy,” he murmured as he brought her hand to his lips. Turning her wrist, he brushed them across her skin with petal soft kisses. “I haven’t done this in over two hundred years.”

Her breath caught and her heart hammered in her chest. “I already hurt.”

His face fell, silver swirling into gray. “I knew we shouldn’t.”

Oh man, no way in hell were they stopping. She took his face in her hands and looked him right in those magnificent silver eyes. “No, Rafe. I hurt for your touch.” She took his hand in hers. With a lick of her lips, she placed his hand on her bare breast. Tingles of heat radiated between them. She needed him, and he needed her too. “Touch me.”

His movements excruciatingly controlled, he traced his fingertips along the undersides of each breast, the rough calluses of his fingers rubbing against her skin sent heated friction through the both of them. His eyes sparked, fueling her already raging desires. If he continued this teasing assault, she’d combust right there on the futon. Then again, was that a bad thing?

She pressed his hand closer. “I’m a big girl. I can take it.”

“Are you certain?” he asked with a quirk of a brow.

Hell yeah, she was. “More than you know.” She traced her fingertips down the planes of his chest to linger along the eight-pack that were his abs. The way those hard muscles tensed and flexed beneath her touch sent shivers of molten ecstasy ripping through her.

With a deep throaty groan, he traced his fingers across the ripened nubs of her nipples. They jutted up and pebbled in eager anticipation at his exploration. “So sexy,” he murmured with a nibble to her neck. Zings of ecstasy erupted inside her.

The energy, hot and voracious, rolled from him, yet he still fought to remain gentle. Time to make his mind up for him. Her fingers darted lower, to trace along the buttons of his fly. Flicking them open, careful not catapult any across the room, she gazed up at him. “Please, Rafe?”

A loud groan burst from his mouth. “You’re a temptress, Lucy.”

“I learn from the best,” she said, popping another button.

“Who’s that?”

Sliding up his body, she smiled. With a sly grin, she lowered her mouth to his lips. “You,” she breathed, her breath sizzling against his skin.

“I haven’t had such a need in a long time.”

“You said that already. And just so you know, I’ve never had this need before either.” Her tongue darted from her mouth and traced slow circles along his lips. “So what in the hell are we waiting for?”

A low growl ripped from his mouth, sending her heart thrumming a crazy beat. In a blink, Rafe grabbed her and pulled her against him. His lips ground into hers, hard and demanding, sending her body aflame. Fingers laced in his hair, she closed her eyes and parted her lips. Her tongue lashed against his, quick and hungry. The cool peppermint lingered between their mouths, sizzling against the heat that burned inside.

Like smooth silk, Rafe’s hands slipped down over her breasts to brush against her taut nipples. Taking one of the rosy nubs between his thumb and forefinger, he tugged and twisted. Liquid excitement swirled within her body. Fingernails grazing his chest, she returned the favor, swirling around one of his tender nubs. Taking it between her fingers, she pinched. Never had she been this forward with any man. Then again, none of her previous lovers held a candle to Rafe.

Rafe’s breath of excitement spurred her on. “Oh God,” he murmured as he swirled his tongue down her neck.

“Do you like that?” she asked, raking her fingernails lower down his steely abs.

His eyes clouded over, another moan escaping his lips. “Too much.”

“There’s no such thing as too much,” she said, reaching for his waistband. Curling her fingers around the offending leather—offending mainly because he was still wearing them—she pulled his pants down further to expose the growth of hair that trailed down toward his secret treasure. And she wasn’t one for secrets.

Neither was Rafe, much to her delight. His hands moved with expert precision, swirling over her breasts down to her waist. Hands firmly gripping, he pushed her further into the cushions.

“Mmm,” he murmured as he lowered his head, his breath inches from an aching nub. His tongue snaking around the sensitive peak, he took it into his mouth. Tugging the flesh between his teeth, he nibbled and sucked. Blazing energy ripped through her. Her fingers fumbled with his pants as a loud gasp rent the air.

And in a flash, Rafe ripped his mouth from her engorged nipple. Concern and regret flashed in his eyes. “Did I hurt you?”

Hurt her? What the hell was this man on? “No,” she said through ragged breaths. “But if you don’t do that again, you’ll be the one hurting.” With much gusto, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hauled his face down to her other breast.

His breath danced across her tender skin. With smooth practiced strokes, he swirled his tongue around the areola. Teeth grazing against the swollen nipple, he groaned. “I need you.”

Those three words sent her over the edge. Not to mention, she felt the same exact way.

“Mutual,” she said, her voice breathy. With a flurry of frenzy, she moved her hands back to his pants and scrambled to pull them down off his legs. Thick, corded muscles flexed beneath her fingertips, sending heat flickering between them.

“Do you have somewhere more…” He nipped the tip of a tender nub. “…comfortable?” He stretched his legs, as much as he could on the pancake-thin futon.

She drew circles around those massive quads, reveling in the heat that radiated. With a lick of her lips, she smiled. “My bedroom.”

With reluctance, she pulled her fingers from his ripped legs and pointed down the hallway. She’d only known this man two days, but it was as if their bodies were in tune, like they’d known each other much longer. And, now, here she was, about to bring him into her bedroom for some very private bonding. Not even boring Josh had that luxury in the five years they dated.

“Good,” Rafe said, the hot breath along her ear broke her reprieve. Thank you, Rafe. No way she’d allow memories of Josh to ruin this moment.

Giving her no chance to change her mind, he hauled her up in his arms and bounded from the futon. With a kick of his leg, he sent his pants flying. Wrapping her arms around his neck and lacing her fingers in his silky hair, she allowed him to carry her.

Holding her tight in his ripped arms, he darted across the living room toward the hallway. Lips firmly pressed to his, she kissed him with a hunger she never possessed. Drinking in his minty essence, she traced her fingers across his chest.

Moaning against her mouth, Rafe returned the kiss as he stumbled over a blanket. With a sexy growl, he kicked it out of the way and took determined strides toward the bedroom.

Chapter 20

Regaining his footing, Rafael rushed down the hallway, Lucy clinging to his neck. Protocols be damned. He was too excited to think straight. There wasn’t anything they could do now anyway, at least not until the storm demons let up. Soft curvy breasts crushed against his chest, she snaked her tongue along his lips.

“I love the way you taste,” she murmured, her hands dancing along his shoulders to his chest. His heart hammered with each skilled caress. The erection of the century raged below. He would explode if he couldn’t have her now.

Fumbling with the doorknob, he growled. Shifting Lucy in his arms, he kicked the door open and burst into the room. Soft greens and beiges greeted him as he stormed inside. Quite the opposite from what he expected. Returning his thoughts to the woman in his arms, he strode to the large bed in the middle of the room and deposited her there.

Gazing up at him with those disarming hazel eyes, she licked her lips. Then she frowned. His heart plummeted.

“What is it?”

She rolled her lip between her teeth. “I’m still wearing my jeans.” Crawling toward him, she reached out to graze the tip of his erection. “And you’re naked.”

Her fingertips traced along his engorged length. Each throb of his cock sent him closer to the breaking point. It took all his willpower to reach down and pull her hand away, but any more and he’d explode. And he wasn’t quite ready to explode yet. Not until she was satisfied first.

Still holding her hand, he climbed on the bed next to her. With his free hand, he traced his fingers across her breasts and the rosy nubs. She sucked in a ragged breath, her hips arching. He wanted to drive her mad, like she had him. He wanted her hot and needy.

Molten energy radiated between them, like nothing he’d ever felt before. Energy cracked through the air, sizzling around them. Sweat dampened their bodies, glistening in the pale glow of the overhead lamp.

Fingers tracing down to her stomach, he swirled his index finger around her belly button. With slow methodical strokes, he inched further down. She wasn’t the only one who hurt. He ached so much for her it drove him mad.

“Please, Rafe.” Her eyes widened, the emerald and amber swirling like a tumultuous storm. “I can’t take much more.”

He groaned, deep from his chest. “Neither can I.” He let go of her wrist, allowing her to reach up and pull him against her supple body. Tongues flicking and hands roaming, deep waves of torrid heat consumed them. With a wanton he never knew he possessed, he fumbled with the button of her jeans. Yanking the zipper down, he tugged at the denim clinging to her curves. How he wished he was clinging to her instead.

“I’m not used to modern clothes,” he managed through deep breaths. With a final tug, he tossed her pants to the side. Moving to the undergarments shielding her feminine treasures, he traced his finger along the stretchy band of her white cotton bikini. With a devilish grin, he flicked the band.

A surprised gasp burst from her mouth, her body squirming beneath him. Twisting the fabric in his fist, he yanked them off her body. Yearning pounded its way through his veins. If he thought she was stunning with clothes, naked she was a goddess. A little of Diana’s strength mixed with the passion of Venus. A combination that left him utterly breathless.

In that instance, all he could do was stare and soak up that beauty, take in every curve, every line. With silent appraisal, he let her now shredded panties fall to the floor.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, inching his body up along hers.

With slow teasing strokes, his fingertips traced along her thighs. Each swirl, each stroke fired more sizzling energy into every receptor of his body. If they didn’t do something soon, he’d burst into flames. Her body, soft and supple, grinding and writhing against him didn’t help matters much, either.

“Lucy,” he murmured into her neck as he edged his way up along her body. Kissing down along her neck and collar bone, he allowed his hands to massage the swell of her breast. “I need you.”

Fear clawed its way into his heart. Had he truly said those words? Was he weakening? But he didn’t feel weaker. In fact he felt stronger than ever, like nothing could stop him. And it was all Lucy. Taking control of his thoughts, he pushed them to the far recesses of his mind. His only concern? To have Lucy. Now.

“I need you more,” she growled, hips arching off the bed. With a forceful tug, she ripped her hand from his and yanked him against her body. Flicks of fire lashed out as skin met skin. Sweat sizzled on their flesh as the heat radiated between them. “Now, before I explode.”

Member near bursting, he offered his own growl, deep and needy, from his chest. He knew he shouldn’t but nothing felt so electrifying, so powerful… so right. Every thought of reason left his mind with each throb of his erection. “We shouldn’t—” A hoarse moan ripped from his mouth.

Fingers wrapped fully around his hard length, she flashed a seductive smile, her hazel eyes sparking more desire. “Oh yes we should.”

Any remaining blood flooded down to his cock. Never had he been with such an assertive woman, and it drove him to the brink of explosion. With slow, sweeping strokes, her hand slid up and down his throbbing erection, her smooth skin sizzling against the bulging veins. His body rigid with need, he squeezed his eyes shut and gulped down a strangled breath. He needed her. Now.

Unable to control the desires raging inside, he let out deep rumbling growl. “You’re an enchantress,” he said through a ragged breath. Pushing his body against hers, he took her lips with his. With deep savage strokes, his tongue lashed against hers.

Arching up and grinding her hips against his, she moaned against his lips. Her silky soft hand glided up and down his shaft, driving him over the edge… almost. With great restraint, he reached down and pulled her hand from his near-bursting erection.

“Don’t you want me to touch you?” she whispered with a slow swipe of her tongue along his neck.

“No,” he managed, his thoughts all jumbled.

Her eyelids slanted downward, lashes brushing cheeks. She threw her hands up in the air. “Damn it, Rafe!”

“I don’t want your hands on me.” He caught her wrists in a firm grip and held them above her head, gaze firm, ready, and wanting. Sliding his body up against hers, he traced his tongue across a nipple. “I want more.” Cock poised, ready, and raging with eager excitement, he pressed against her.

“Yes, me too,” she murmured, thrusting her hips upward against him. Her hazel eyes beckoned him, ensnared him. He had no other choice. Wrapping arms around her curvy waist, he pulled her to him and pushed inside.

Heaven. That was the only word he could describe her warmth surrounding him. Moist heat enveloped him as he slid in and out. Teeth clenched he fought the urge to bury himself deep inside as his release threatened to overcome him. Legs wrapped around his waist, she met each thrust with wild wanton. Her eyes sparked fire, as molten energy coursed through them, consuming them whole. And he loved every minute of it.

“Rafe,” she said on a deep raspy moan, a sound that sent his body near the breaking point. Fingers digging into his back, she lunged upward. Scorching fire ripped through him as their bodies rocked against each other. Hot and hungry, his mouth devoured her lips. Nibbles, sucks, and licks matched time with each quickened thrust.

Gazing down at her with pleasure-clouded eyes, he let out a groan that sent the walls shaking. So very close. Picking up the pace he slammed into her harder, with vigorous strokes.

A moan to equal his burst from her mouth as he felt her body tighten around him. Good. She was close too. Teeth grinding into her lower lip, she threw her head back.

“So beautiful,” he whispered, a long lick tracing her earlobe. Sizzles of pleasure erupted between his tongue and her skin. Reaching down to cup a breast, he swirled his fingertip along her tender nipple. With a quick squeeze to the rosy bud, he increased each thrust. He would burst at any moment.

Eyes squeezed shut and head thrown back, she writhed beneath him. Fingernails grazing a fiery path down his back, she managed a gasp, “Please. I’ve never…” Her words turned into a loud groan as he sank in deep.

As if connected, he knew what she needed. And he’d be a fool to deny this woman her pleasure. She needed it. He wanted her to have it. Completely. With a needy sigh, he withdrew from her.

Her hazel eyes flew open, frustration filling every curve of her face. “What are you doing?”

“Giving you what you need, Lucy.” With that, he rolled off her and ended up on his back, his shaft rigid, ready and waiting. “I need you to take charge.”

With the grace of a cat, she crawled up on top of him. “Are you sure?” she asked, her eyes wide. Slowly she let her fingertip trace along the tip of his erection. He quivered at her touch and his cock throbbed.

A strangled gasp burst from his mouth. All he could do was offer her a nod and hoped she’d hurry before he made a mess of things. “Please, before I—”

Then she inched herself down, slowly… with teasing torture. Rocking her body against his, she threw back her head and arched her back. Fingers digging into his thighs, she slammed to the hilt. Flickers and sparks of fire tingled as the friction built between them. He was close.

Instinctively, Rafael arched up and grabbed her waist, pulling her up and down with each thrust. Hands raking upward, to cup a breast, he traced the pad of his thumb over the hard nubs of her nipples. Angling upward, he took her mouth with his. Tongues swirling a savage dance, he groaned against her lips.

With wild abandon, she slid up and down harder and faster with each sweeping stroke. He would spill any moment.

Walls tightening around him, holding him in a pleasurable vice, she ground her hips into his. “Rafe,” she growled out as she pulsed against him. Moist heat pooled as she tightened around him.

Unable to control himself, with one final lunge, he groaned. A sound so loud, it reverberated through the room. His cock shuddered against her tightening heat. With one savage sweep of his tongue in her mouth, he exploded inside her, spasming against the moist heat that melded them together. Not quite ready to withdraw, he hauled her curvaceous body against his. Tracing his tongue along her full lips, he wrapped his arms around her. He didn’t want to let go.

Heart hammering and senses acute, he glanced up at her. A wide, satisfied smile swept across her face as she traced lazy circles along his pectoral. A deep sigh of contentment blew out her mouth. A dreamy swirl clouded her hazel eyes.

“Damn,” she breathed out, resting her head on his shoulder. “Who’s the sex demon? I could stay like this forever.” She nuzzled her cheek against his, the friction of her soft against his stubble sending more electricity rushing through him.

Odd. And here he was, full of energy. What in the name of the Paladins was going on? With a quick scratch to his head, he let the thoughts tumble through his mind. But one thing he knew. He hadn’t been reduced to an imp. Strength filled his every pore, sending rockets of energy racing through him. Like nothing could stop him, not even a demon-induced snowstorm. With a quick scoop, he tossed Lucy on her back, molding himself to her every curve.

Letting his lips dance across her skin, he trailed them down her cheek, to her neck and allowed his tongue to graze along her collar bone. His member throbbed to life again. This wasn’t natural, even for a demon.

“Rafe?” Lucy’s voice sang in his ears, sweet like the richest honey. “Is that supposed to happen?”

A wicked smirk curved his lips. “This?” he asked, rubbing his erection along her supple thigh. “Not usually, but I’m not complaining.”

Her gaze sharpened sending warnings streaming through him. “Not
that
.” She propped her body up, angling her gaze to the cracked open door. “
That.

Following the direction of her now pointed finger, Rafael narrowed his gaze. Intense bursts blinked and flashed, sending slivers of bright light poking through the cracked open door. His heart stilled and his stomach coiled into a knot.

“Bloody hell!” he bellowed, ripping himself from the comfort of Lucy’s embrace. Maybe he would fail after all.

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