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Just when she was about to come, Blaze pulled away, allowing the wave of pleasure to retreat once more.
Alecto fisted the sheets by her side, only able to muster a whimper and a growl of frustration. Blaze climbed back up, kissing her neck again.
“There, there,” he soothed, his hands kneading the flesh of her thighs on either side of him. “I’m almost done with you, I promise.”
He caught her lip between his teeth, and Alecto wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her. She wanted to devour him whole. She wanted him to devour her in return.
Blaze seemed to feel it too because soon the kiss turned demanding, impatient even, as if he wanted more of her and he couldn’t wait for it anymore.
When his mouth closed over her neck, his teeth sinking into her flesh, Blaze drove himself inside her deep. Alecto gasped with the intensity of the pain and the pleasure.
It didn’t take long for the warmth to start building inside her again. Alecto was so wet, she could feel her own slickness everywhere, even on her thighs, and she eagerly moved her hips to meet his.
She let her head fall back, eyes shuttering closed.
“Fuck.” The curse came from Blaze’s lips now, making Alecto smile.
Suddenly, he slipped a hand between them, his thumb finding her swollen clit and pressing on it with each deep thrust of his hips.
Alecto gripped his back, bracing her nails into his flesh as the first heat wave surged through her, bringing her very close to the edge.
“Look at me,” Blaze demanded.
Alecto opened her eyes. All of it felt too much, too intimate suddenly, and Alecto wanted to turn away, to close her eyes again.
“You aremine,” he said. It was a warning and a promise. Something inside Alecto swirled, and she struggled to breathe. “Don’t you forget that, baby.”
With one last thrust, Alecto shattered, her body going taut at the pleasure so intense she could barely take it. Her mind went blank, swimming, and for a moment, she almost felt herself float away from her body.
Only when a few moments later, Blaze went still and cursed under his breath, did Alecto gather herself enough to open her eyes again and take a deep breath.
“Fucking Hel,” she managed, brushing the strands of hair away from her face, slick with sweat.
Blaze chuckled into her neck before rolling away from her.
Alecto closed her eyes. She wanted to rest for a moment as the last strands of pleasure left her, but Blaze didn’t give her that, dragging her out of bed into his arms.
“I don’t think you’ve had the pleasure of seeing the inside of my shower yet,” he said and winked before he carried her into his bathroom.
50
What made Blaze fucking Leveau such a good lover?
That was the question plaguing Alecto for the past week since Samhain night and the morning after.
More precisely, the thing that bothered Alecto was why could she orgasm with him, but not the other men she’d had sex with in the past.
Was it the fact that she kind of hated him, and he hated her? Was that herkink?
Her eye caught the sight of the leather chair where she sucked him off not that long ago, and she had to shift in her seat because of all the memories flooding back.
It must have been the sense of danger that did it for her. Or the fact that it was forbidden and had to stay a secret. Right?
She rubbed her temples; a headache was trying to make its way into her skull.
Maybe the thing that did it for her with Blaze was how exciting he was. He was cruel and bad but caring and soft, which still baffled her. How could one person be both?
A book slammed on the table in front of Alecto, scattering her thoughts and making her jump.
