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“How would you like me to fuck you?” God, he’s wonderfully blunt.
I glance at him through my eyelashes. “I…think you have to be inside me. Your cock. Otherwise, I could just touch myself.”
“Why not?” The way he’s staring at me, with raw fascination, makes me bold.
“Because I already did.”
“When?”
“In the meadow. After I caught you stroking yourself until you came all over.”
He lets out a soft growl. “You thought of me?”
“I could think of nothing else.”
“Will you touch yourself for me? While you ride my cock?”
He wants me to take charge? I’ve never done anything like this before, and my insecurities are tying my insides into knots.
He slides his thumb along my jaw before letting it linger below my lip. “Or will you let me fuck you and devour your desire?”
“Fuck me,” I whisper, gripped by a shiver. “Take what you want from me.”
He glances at my mouth. “How much will you give?”
“I…I don’t want you to hurt me.”
“It might hurt.”
“When you feed?”
“When you take my cock for the first time.” He lowers his voice to a murmur. “When I feed, it might make you faint. You have my word that I will not harm you, and I will stop whenever you request.”
My heartbeat is racing. “I understand.”
When he kisses me, it’s not the kiss of an incubus, but it’s long and deep as if he’s drinking from my mouth. He braces himself on his arms, though I can still feel the heavy weight of his body through his hips. I’m trapped as if he captured me again. This time, I’m not his prisoner and I’m free to fuck him.
He breaks the kiss. “I must warn you.” He’s strangely hesitant.
I tense beneath him. “Yes?”
“It may be difficult for me not to unleash my full demonic form.”
Lightning rushes down my spine and pools in my belly, equal parts fear and desire. When he jerked himself off, his shadow had leathery wings and a pointed tail. I want him to bare everything to me.
“Rook,” I say. “Don’t hide yourself from me.”
“You won’t be frightened?”
I smirk. “Since when did that ever stop me?”
He arches his eyebrows as if only mildly amused by my joke. “Are you certain?”
“Completely.”
He pushes himself away from the bed and straightens. I clench fistfuls of sheets, waiting for his revelation, but he stands frozen. His gaze focuses on some distant place while he tilts his head toward the door.
He whispers, “Listen.”
