Free Desire After Dark: Lords of Pleasure by Jo Carlisle

of her thighs. Never had he seen such a color adorning anyone, especially a tint that obviously didn’t come from a salon.
    Spreading her legs, he crawled between her thighs and positioned himself on his stomach, aware of Kass nearby, watching intensely. Though he’d meant to teach the warrior a lesson, he couldn’t help that having Kass there, watching him have the faery, turned him on. Damned if he’d let the woman know that.
    He parted the welcoming folds of Lyric’s pussy and flicked his tongue out to taste, finding the faery sugary and tart, like juicy fruit. “Mmm, so good.”
    Faeries were so delicious, and not too common in his circles. This particular one was a rare treat. He licked her slit, then opened her wider with his fingers. She wiggled and moaned, trying to get closer. He gladly obliged, sliding his tongue into her moist channel, fucking her with tantalizing strokes. She whimpered, grinding into his face and seeking more still.
    Giving her what she wanted, he ate her slowly, laving and slurping her pussy as if it were the finest of delicacies—which wasn’t far from the truth. She squirmed, her whimpers increasing in volume until she started yanking at his hair, urging him to move up.
    “Lord Fontaine, please!”
    “Luc,” he murmured, placing the blunt tip of his cock to her opening. Bracing himself with his elbows on either side of her head, he began to push inside. “I’m not your lord or master. Say my name.”
    Her eyes widened. “Luc.”
    “What do you want? Tell me.”
    “Fuck me, please!”
    “With pleasure, pretty one.”
    He would’ve stopped but was immensely glad she wanted him to continue. Thrusting in to the hilt, he sucked in a sharp breath. Her velvet heat clasped his dick like a soft glove, squeezing as he stroked in and out, sending electricity zinging through his nerve endings. As he pumped, he turned his head to peek at Kass.
    She was sprawled in the nearby chair, legs spread, one hand under her shirt, apparently pinching a nipple. Her eyes had darkened, and her expression was hungry with arousal. Holding her gaze, he increased the pace and strength of his thrusts, and as he did, became aware that he couldn’t hide from Kass. Forget turning the tables. She knew he was just as titillated by the voyeurism as she was.
    Lyric’s slender legs went around his waist, and she clung to his shoulders as he pumped. His climax neared and his hunger rose, the urge to bite far too strong to resist any longer. He’d spent too many days recovering, not able to feed as deeply as he needed.
    Just as his balls drew up tight against his body and the impending orgasm tingled at the base of his spine, he struck. Sinking his fangs into her throat, he moaned as the crimson liquid flowed over his tongue. He fucked her hard and fast, pulling deep draws. He swallowed greedily.
    His release exploded and he shot into her, shuddering until he was spent. Then he withdrew his fangs and licked the tiny puncture wounds to seal them. He smiled down at the faery’s sated expression.
    “Are you all right? Was I too rough?”
    “I’m perfect, and that was…” She heaved a satisfied sigh,thinking. “Like leaping from the top of Mount Olympus. Truly wonderful.”
    “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself.”
    “When may I provide for you again?” she asked hopefully.
    “You know your mistress’s rule—no more than twice per week. I certainly want to keep you happy and healthy.”
    After kissing her cheek, he withdrew and rolled to the side, sending Kass a catlike grin. His warrior goddess looked flushed, and more than a little frustrated. A spurt of triumph bloomed in his chest. It seemed he’d won this round after all.
    Pushing from the bed, he glanced at the faery again. “I need to get cleaned up again. Want to join me in the shower?”
    “Actually, Lyric has other duties to attend to,” Kass said curtly. Then to the faery, she ordered, “Clean up in your own quarters quickly. Then see if the