Page 86 of Hell Bound

Lilith closed her eyes, leaning into me and exhaling. Her breath tickled my neck as she mumbled. “I can’t believe I’m going to ask this, but… did you like me better before? When I was, um… subservient?”

I looked down at her just in time to see her make a face at that word.

To my surprise, a chuckle rumbled out of me.

Mortal Lilith,subservient?

Impossible to imagine.

“I loved you despite that.” I settled closer to her, slipping an arm around her waist. “It was obvious that wasn’t your true nature, and the more I got to know you, the more the true Lily shone through.”

She stared back at me evenly as I traced contours of her face, from her sharp cheekbones to the point of her chin.

“I love you as you are now.”

Lilith’s eyes rounded at my admission, her lips parting on a tiny gasp. She caught my hand, holding it against her face. After a moment, a sly smile stretched across her lips. “You know, the last time you were in my room, you showed me a good time.”

My cock shot to attention at the mere mention of that night, with the silk sliding over Lilith’s soft skin, the give of her under my teeth and tongue…

“But…” She ran her fingertips over my arm, flowing up towards my shoulder and down my chest. “I think I want to try something. Something I’ve never… never really done with much enthusiasm before, because I was never reallyintoany mortal guys…”

I put a finger to her lips. “No talk of mortal men when your fingers are below my belt,” I growled softly.

She looked up at me from under her lashes, giving me a smile that could be described only as diabolical.

“Don’t worry,” she purred. “I don’t want to be able to say anything at all.”

She found the waistband of my pants, her fingers easily unbuckling them. Rational thought was suddenly relegated to the most abyssal regions of my brain.

She slid them down over my hips, sinking onto her knees in front of me as she pushed me onto the bed.

I wanted to protest—a queen being on her knees for me was ludicrous—but then Lilith’s warm lips moved across my stomach.

She ran her tongue over my muscles, tracing a map downwards as she shifted my pants down further.

Her eyes were bright with desire, her silken hand wrapping around my shaft. It throbbed in her grasp, my balls tightening in anticipation.

I groaned at the first tentative touch of her tongue when she flicked it over the crown. Her confidence grew with each lick, and when she finally slid me into her mouth, my stomach clenched.

She drew me in deep, hollowing her cheeks as she sucked, then drew back, swirling her tongue over the head and pumping gently with her fist. Her eyes gleamed nearly bronze in the soft candlelight of her room as she stared up at me.

“You taste so good,” she murmured.

Any thoughts of protesting the queen being on her knees fell out of my head.

She was beautiful, the way her fingers moved over me tentatively, and then more boldly, utterly entrancing.

She caressed another long stroke with her tongue, lashes fluttering shut as she moaned.

The heat simmering in my veins exploded into an inferno when she slid back down, taking as much of me in her mouth as possible. Every muscle was alight with fire.

I had to hold myself back, not wanting to hurt her. Not wanting to take too much if she wasn’t ready.

But the warmth of her mouth and the softness of her lips were going to make me lose my mind.

I reached down, stroking my fingers through her hair and finally taking a handful in a gentle grip. The sight of her lips wrapped around my cock almost drove me to clench my fingers tight, and Lilith tensed for a moment—

And then relaxed, giving me perfect trust.

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