Page 86 of Unbound By Shadows
“Sh-show you?”
“Guide my hand.”
“But your claws—”
“I’ll keep them sheathed. I swear it. Show me.”
Selene swallowed. It was unnerving to be asked for such a bold thing, but Sam’s voice was commanding. Compelling. There was no room for embarrassment, not when it was just the two of them.
She parted her thighs until he was touching her fully, intimately. The feel of his big fingers pressed against her wet folds was heady, and she noticed him close his eyes briefly as if overwhelmed by the sensation too. Reaching down, she took his index finger and placed it on her swollen clitoris. “Rub right here. But slowly. Gentle and steady.” She guided his hand in a circular motion.
His eyes glittered as he watched her face then looked down at where their hands met. “Like this?” he asked as he continued the motion. Selene hips rose to meet each of his strokes. Her breathing became ragged.
Reaching out, she began to stroke all of the interesting dips and bulges of his chest. He had so many scars; most of them appeared to be knife wounds or burns. As much as they pained her to see, she also found them incredibly sexy. Each one was a testament to hisresilience—a tangible mark that symbolized the strength he had to rise above the trauma of his past.
She trailed her fingers down to the bulge in his pants. He inhaled as she ran her hand back and forth over the leather that hid him from view. When she said she needed more of him, she didn’t mean just his magic hands. She was certain that his cock would be just as magnificent as the rest of his body, and right now, she wanted to see it. Touch it. To lick and suck up and down its length. Imagine how it might feel plunging inside of her and filling her with throbbing heat. The mental image made her bite back a cry.
Wait.
Were they only messing around here, or was she actually about to have sex with a demon? Brief whispers of logic brushed through her mind. Could she get pregnant? No, it was fairly unlikely with her IUD. Demon STIs? Probably not since she was fairly certain he was a virgin. So the practicalities were taken care of, but what about the emotional part?
Did she really want to have a demon fuck her right at this moment? In the middle of nowhere, steps away from the vampire she killed?
Yes.
Because it wasn’t just any demon. It was Sam. He washerdemon. And right now, she wanted everything from him.
She fumbled with the laces of his pants. “Sam… take these off. I want to—”
“Can I bring you to come like this?” he interrupted, never deviating from the technique she had demonstrated with his hand.
His question made her eyelids flutter. “Oh, yes.”
Okay, so she would just let this first orgasm happen, then they would have sex. The anticipation of Sam inside her gave way to a deeper desire than getting off. She wanted to befilled.Needed it at that moment. Drawing from her remaining depths of sanity, she said, “Sam, let me show you something else. Another way I like to be touched.“
She grasped two of his fingers to position them right outside her opening. Then while biting her lip, she slid them into her wet heat.
“Selene!” he moaned as his hips jerked against her. Despite his injury, his horns grew longer, and she thought she saw the color of his eyes flicker. But her mind was so overwhelmed with desire she could have imagined it. Body trembling, he squeezed his eyes shut and ground his jaw. When his eyes opened again, the irises were no longer brown. They were deep red.
She showed him how to ease in and out of her. Gradually increasing the rhythm until the pleasure was too much. She dropped her hand from his, happy to let him do whatever he wanted. Helpless to do anything but accept.
“Oh, God, Sam, it’s so good.”
When he groaned and dropped his head, Selene registered that something was off. His body was changing, growing as she had seen it do when he was violent. But as the tension in her body climbed higher and higher, she was mindless to anything but sensation. The warmth of Sam’s body against hers. The damp air swirling around her bare skin. The glide of his fingers filling her deep within.
Her muscles began to shake. Her body was coiled up tighter than she had ever thought possible. But when his thumb brushed over her clit, it was over.
The heat that had been pooling in her belly rose up to burst with a frightening intensity. A scream ripped out of her as the first spasm took hold. The force of it made her shake with ecstasy. Wave after wave of unbearable pleasure coursed through her. Over and over until her bones felt liquid.
Then she heard a growl. She opened her eyes to see Sam kneeling over her like an ancient god. He looked crazed—eyes red, horns extended, with a crimson sheen to his skin. Yet she wasn’t afraid. She could sense how desperate he was for her, and she wasn’t going to deny him. This was going to happen.
She tugged on his pants again. “Sam, I want you. All of you. Right now.”
He shook his head, clenching his fists so hard she feared he’d crush his own bones. “No, we should stop.”
“I don’t want to stop.”
“Not here,” he bit out. “Later.”
