I caress a claw down our bond and Evie shivers.I don't know how you put up with these fuckers.
She licks her lips.Maybe I have a high tolerance for bullshit because I worked in customer service.
The pad of my thumb leisurely glides over my bottom lip as she undresses me with her eyes, a sultry, desire drenched heat licking around my balls. Time to use this to my advantage. I cross my legs at the ankle.I can think ofmuchmore pleasant ways to pass the hours.My cock thickens behind my fly.Eat something so I can tuck you into bed, My Witch.
Evie reaches for a slice of sausage and green pepper pizza from the center of the table.Are you going to carry me over the bedroom threshold too?she quips.
An external conversation floats to my ears at a distance as Evie and I devour one another with our stare. Fuck. How does she make the simple act of eating look sexy?
Someone sighs. “They're doing it again.”
A bark of laughter rumbles. “Just ignore them. They'll stop eventually.”
Gideon’s low, bass tone cuts through the expression of mirth, cracking like a frozen whip. “I don’t see why it should bother any of you. They’re just silently communicating, which some of us appreciate.”
Evie finishes chewing her last bite of food and dabs her lips with a napkin.
I step from the counter and send praise down the bond.Good girl.A sweet flush blossoms across her chest and neck.Mmmm.I fucking love how much you blush when I use words of affirmation.
I’ve never hidden my praise kink.
My witch pushes back her seat, then meets me by the door. “We’re going to bed. Gomey, are you coming up with us?” I glare at the bat over her head. But he’s too distracted eating a banana to notice. Evie shrugs. “See you guys in the morning… er when we wake up.”
Ezra snorts, leaning back in his chair and rests his hands behind his head. “I doubt there will be much sleeping. You forget, I know allll about your sexcapades.”
I raise my middle finger over my shoulder, then push through the swinging door, hugging Evie to my side with a hand around her waist.
Evie laughs as the smack of skin against skin and Rosa’s whispered hissing arrows through the gap of the swinging door. “When Lorcan attacks your ass for comments like that, remember that you fucking deserve it.”
We wind our way through the house and up the creaking stairs to the second level. I nudge open the first bedroom door we come across, slipping my arms under Evie. She smiles and plucks the mask from my face, dropping it to the floor. Her giggle-scream shivers over my skin as I toss her body onto the bed and follow her down.
I don’t bother taking in our surroundings. All that matters is that there’s a bed and I have my witch in my arms. My lips crush against hers passionately as I glide a hand over her sternum to her throat, then spear my tongue into her mouth, her moans encircling it. Absently, I note the soft snick of the door closing on its own as I grind my erection between her thighs.
I pant against her lips. “Fucking Hell. I want you.”
She bites my tongue, then sucks it into her godsdamn mouth.So, take me,she replies in my mind.
My teeth nip across her jaw and onto her neck. I grind against her harder, friction digging claws of desire into my bones.Ughnm… No. I can’t. You need to sleep.
Please?she begs.
Pre-cum smears against my boxer briefs as I growl against her throat. I fight past the surge of lust drunk fog and pull away onto my forearms and press a soft kiss against Evie’s lips as a delicate pout shapes them. “I’m doing this for you, Baby Girl. Trust me, I’d love nothing more than to wreck this pretty cunt, but we might’ve been in this trial for days already and you haven’t rested once.” I brush the tip of my nose against hers and growl, “I promise we’ll play later.”
Evie’s brown eyes sparkle as she stares up at me. “You really have changed, My Demon.” I narrow my eyes at her and she laughs. “It’s a good thing.”
“I’ve been trying to tell you that since you freed me, My Witch. Now, sit up and I’ll get you something to wear.” Evie does as I’ve asked, crossing her arms to remove her black long sleeve shirt.
I retract my claws and rifle through the drawers in the cathedral gray dresser, a sea of soft, silky fabric greeting my fingers. A smile creeps across my face as I hold up an elegant, azure silk sleep short and tank top set. It’ll do, at least until I rip it off her later.
Evie’s brows rise. “Wait, you actually want me to put clothes on?”
I chuckle and narrow my eyes on her. “For the purposes of actual sleep? Fuck, yes. You need some kind of barrier, no matter how flimsy it is, or I’ll fuck you into a cum covered puddle.”
“Um, yes, please.”
The corner of my lips curve. “Lift your hips.” A tantalizing tendril of her arousal stokes my cock as I strip the jeans and panties from her body, then remove all my clothing.
Evie’s hungry gaze settles on my rigid cock. “But if you’re going to sleep naked, what will protect you from me?”