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“Fuuuck me,” I hissed as her slick walls clenched around me.
Whatever half-formed plan I had in mind went straight out the window. This was happening right here, right now.
I staggered a step or two until Merri’s back was pressed firmly against the closest pillar of her bed. Thank fuck for this ostentatious four-poster frame, because whatever magic Merri was throwing at me had my incubus powers rendered obsolete. My knees were weak from the pleasure of being joined with her alone.
“She needs you to fuck her, not stand there,” Grim chastised. “Don’t tell me you don’t know what to do with her.”
“Listen, Granddad, you can chime in when you’re able to participate. Until then, zip it. You have no idea how hard it is not to blow my load right now. This is unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.”
“Glad it wasn’t just me,” Malice muttered.
Fire raced across my back in the form of deep scratches made by Merri’s nails. It was all I could do not to cry out as the burning pain pulled my focus from the conversation to the woman in myarms. I returned my gaze to her and whispered, “Hold on tight, kitten.”
Her eyes were locked on mine as I slowly pulled out and then drove back inside her. She made a soft mewling sound, which I took as approval, so I did it again. Her eyes closed as pleasure flitted across her features.
“Fuck yes, you take me so well.” My voice was a harsh rasp as I continued pounding deep into her, loving the way I could feel myself nudging her cervix with every thrust.
The tips of her nails pricked my back as she tilted her head and inhaled deeply. I could always tell when she fed on me, but this was so much more intense than usual. As if she’d been drowning and finally got her first full breath. My reaction was no less intense. Merri had reached inside and found some inner dial, then turned it all the way up. I could hardly bear it, so powerful was her hold on me.
She took, and I gave. Willingly. Desperately. Because right now, if she asked it of me, I’d let her suck every ounce of my essence from my cells into her. As it stood, I wasn’t fully convinced that the fate of my existence wasn’t in her greedy little hands. She just might kill me, and I think I would thank her for the experience.
It was a good thing I couldn’t actually be killed. But this might be the closest I’d ever come to testing the theory.
The bed creaked and shook as I pounded into her, and Malice let out a harsh bark of laughter. “Who knew you could get seasick in a bed?”
“You could always get off,” I gritted out, my eyes fleetingly finding him lying on his back, hand furiously shuttling over his length.
His answering smirk was as cocksure as my own. “Oh, I intend to.”
I grunted as Merri’s teeth sank into the meat of my shoulder, and although I’d never been one to enjoy receiving love bites, something about my girl leaving marks on my skin sent pride rushing through me.
God, it felt like she was claiming me. Like she’d wound our souls together or something. But how could that even happen? Horsemen didn’t have souls, right? Not in the traditional sense, anyway.
Her nails scored up my back again, ensuring once more my focus was solely on her as she removed her teeth from my flesh and growled, “Mine.”
The orgasm I’d barely held at bay roared forward, and I came with a startled shout of her name. I’d swear on my life that she’d just single-handedly triggered my climax. No one had ever had such control over me. I was completely and utterly under her spell.
I had to reach out and brace one hand on the post behind Merri to keep myself from falling and taking her with me as I pulsed inside her until I had nothing left to give.
As I came back to myself, breaths heaving, limbs shaking, I found her gaze on me. It wasn’t the pools of blue I’d grown to crave, but the demonic black. I knew what she was going to say before she opened her mouth.
“More.”
Chapter
Four
CHAOS
Merri’s voice, though only a whisper, filled the room with such powerful lust magic I had to bite back a groan. Sin was already turning his body, preparing to indulge her request, no doubt. But I wasn’t about to be looked over a third time.
“I’ve got her,” I said, striding forward and pulling Merri out of his arms.
Cradling her, I allowed myself a glance down at the state of the woman who had us all at her mercy. Here and now, I’d do just about anything she wanted. I couldn’t even blame it fully on the fact she was a succubus. I couldn’t pinpoint when exactly she’d assumed such control over me; it felt like only yesterday that I despised her presence in my life. Now I couldn’t imagine it without her.
“Hi, Red,” I murmured, hoping to coax the snarky, playful woman to the surface.
She responded by reaching up and gripping the nape of my neck, forcing my head down as she took my lips with hers. The kiss wasn’t sweet or tender. It was painfully starved.
