Free The Demon's Bargain (Demons Unleashed Erotic Novellas) by Lisa Alder Page B

her breast, rubbing the aroused nub with his knowing fingers. As if the secrets of carnal knowledge lay waiting in the depths of his midnight blue gaze, she couldn’t look away.
    To unlock those secrets, she would do anything he asked of her this night. Because in the depths of his Demon soul she had found her own rebirth. As if he’d read her thoughts, Vetis cupped her head to urge her mouth toward his.
    When they were but a hair’s breadth apart, Vetis stopped. Still compelling her with his gaze, he slid his hand, firm and sure, between the filmy material. The hot brand of his fingers seared her breast as he caressed the bud with the utmost care.
    Amara shivered. Excitement simmered in the beat of her heart and the clench of her womb. So different from the first time he had touched her thus.
    He murmured against her lips, the contact light, gentle and oh-so erotic, “We will both be well-sated this night.” Then he sealed his mouth over hers, his tongue demanding entry into the cavern of her mouth.
    When his long tongue probed, she didn’t hesitate. Forming a moue, she sucked on the tip, telling him with her mouth what she wanted to do to him.
    The action seemed to inflame him. Vetis pressed her into the curve of the velvet chaise. The hard, hot planes of his muscled chest rubbed against the aching tips of her breasts.
    The contact was too light. Too light. Amara moaned and hungered for more.
    And then he took over and invaded her mouth with long slow thrusts. As she imagined his cock inside of her, she hollowed her cheeks and sucked harder. With every draw of her throat, an answering pull shuddered deep in her womb. Her body quivered for his touch. Only his.
    Amara pulled away from the wet heat of his mouth. “Please.” She begged. She wanted sex. She wanted to be taken, used, fucked. She wanted whatever he would give her.
    ***
    Vetis heard the absolute submission in her words.
    Gone was the woman of no feeling. Of no emotions. Fire flared in her cool blue eyes. Fire for him. As he probed her thoughts, no fear hovered. Just the pure, beautiful glow of desire.
    He glanced at the chaise. Suitable for their second or third or fourth sex act of the night. But not this first one.
    Gods, he would finally penetrate her.
    He thought of all the wicked ways he could take her, but finally settled on the perfect start.
    “Come.” He eased his breeches open to relieve the pressure from his stiff cock.
    “I certainly hope so, my Lord.”
    He barked a laugh and easily lifted her into his arms. He carried her to the bed, noting the sensual way the sheer panels rubbed against her body and became trapped within the wet folds of her sex.
    Vetis gently laid her down on the silk sheets and stood for a moment to admire her voluptuous curves. Flush with desire, panels askew, breasts round, nipples exposed. Her curls glistened, begging for his mouth. Her lips were red and swollen from his kiss. And he saw absolute acceptance in her gaze as she beckoned him to join her.
    Gods, she was beautiful.
    Vetis divested himself of his boots. He stood at the edge of the bed and he reached for the bottom of his shirt to peel over his head. Amara rolled onto her side and delicately licked the vein in his engorged rod. Blood zinged to his already rock hard erection, bulleting through his bloodstream. His head grew light with the rush of sex.
    “Thank you, sweet.” He popped the head of his cock from her mouth and stifled a moan of disappointment. Her pleasure was more important right now. “Perhaps later we can have a go at that.”
    Vetis rolled her onto her back and proceeded to lave every inch of her body with his tongue, tasting her flavors. The hint of lavender along the valley of her breasts, the sweet salty of the underside of her breast, and the heated moisture from her sex.
    Her hands gripped his head with urgency, her hips rolled into the carnal attentions of his mouth as he kissed and nipped and played with her