When his hand shifted to allow his thumb to stroke my clit, I bounced harder, the pleasure threatening to overwhelm me.
“I love you, Lily,” he gasped out, dick pulsing with his impending orgasm.
“I… god, I love you, too.” Energy burned inside me, stronger than any orgasm could possibly be. My body buzzed, and I chased a feeling unlike anything I could describe.
It wasn’t the usual tensing in my gut, the throbbing of my clit, the tingling of my extremities.
Oh, all of that was there, but here was…more.
“Your eyes, love. I’ve only ever seen them shine this way once before.” He grunted as I twirled my hips in a circle. “Fuck. The… the only night we ever made love.”
As soon as he said it, the world around me faded. We were in my bedroom, the door barred to prevent unwanted entrants. I rode him, just like I did now, pleasure taking over as I gave in to complete and utter abandon.
No! Not now, I don’t want this!
Memories were all well and good, but I wanted to be herenow. I wanted this moment with Lucifer to be real, to beminealone.
I let my eyes fall shut, hoping to block out the memory and remain in the moment. I was so close, my clit aching and the muscles of my lower abdomen clenching so tightly, I had to be seconds from erupting.
If I could… just…
“Look at me, Lilith,” he commanded.
I obeyed immediately. That wasn’t just Lucifer. His wolf wanted my eyes on him just as badly.
Holding his gaze centered me, pushed away the memory before it could overtake what was happening between us.
The intensity I found there shoved me over the edge with no warning.
Stars erupted in my vision, my body bucking uncontrollably and pulses racing through me. Rhythmic contractions of my pussy around him drew a groan from Lucifer, which only made me come harder.
Never.
Never in my life had I imagined that this was what sex was supposed to be like. Every encounter before had left me cold, looking for the door and wondering what was wrong with me.
Not a fucking thing, it would seem.
I was still wracked with tremors, but I wasn’t finished. God, I wasn’t finished.
Resuming my rhythm, I rode him for all I was worth, milking every drop of pleasure he could give me.
“Yes! Again. Come for me again, I want to feel that little pussy grip me tight while you writhe on me.”
Holy fuck, I wanted that, too. The buzzing sensation had evolved into a roar all throughout my body. It was nearing a peak I didn’t understand, but I wanted to go there more than I wanted my next breath.
Harder and harder, I rode his thick erection toward that unnamable feeling, so desperate to reach it.
“Lily! Fuck, I’m about to come, love, don’t stop.”
No fucking way.
“Let go, I want to feel it. I want to feel my beast come inside me.”
“LILITH!”
The roar he let out was absolutely feral, triggering my own orgasm as his pumped into my sex.
But that orgasm was drowned out by the nirvana that overtook me.