Page 99 of Tricky Magic
His nose trailed along her neck, breathing her in.
“You like me?” A shiver ran down her spine, and she opened her legs wider for him.
“Yes, I like you.” He trailed his tongue along the column of her neck before biting her ear. “But I like you alone.”
“It could be fun.”
“It could be,” he said, but it was an angry growl. “We could get Sam in here, but Devon may put up an argument.”
“I’ll smooth things over with him.” It came out as a whimper. She was naked and he was only in his jeans. The rough fabric rubbed against her, but she wanted his heat, his hard length that would make her mind go blank and stars spark across her skin.
“I can see it,” he said with a groan in her ear. “Two men worshiping you, three if Devon were into females.”
Ellea couldn’t speak as visions popped into her head.
“Would you want Sam to take you from behind while I slide into your sweet, wet heat?”
She shivered as he whispered the filthy words in her ear.
“Having you pressed between us, moving as one.”
She stuttered when she replied, “I-I’ve never done it like that before.”
She was quickly losing her bravado. She’d been with multiple men, but they had never done that.
“There is nothing quite like taking it from behind while also being pleasured in the front.” He drove his hips harder into her.
“You sound like you’re speaking from experience.”
“I am speaking from experience, princess,” he said, pulling away from her neck to look into her eyes. “How is it you had men worshiping you but ignoring some vital areas?”
She was having a stroke. She had to be. The images of Ros having sex with multiple partners were delicious. But the vision of him being with another male, enjoying it, them writhing in pleasure while he slid his perfect cock into another female sent a pang of jealousy through her. Ros saw it all play on her face and smirked at her.
He rolled her so they were both on their sides, and she whimpered at the loss of contact. He kissed her scowl, then her face and her neck, and she began to pant with need again. “We have to remedy your lack of experience.”
Her brow scrunched at the remark. He wouldn’t call Sam.
“I’m not lacking in experience,” she said. It wasn’t like she was some young virgin. “I’m sorry I’m not old as dirt and my sexcapades don’t range from all sorts of demons, beasts, and partners.”
“Don’t judge me for who I’ve slept with.”
Why didn’t he deny her mention of demons and beasts?
“You’ve had sex with demons?” she asked quietly.
“Ellea, Iama demon.” His brow arched, and so many visions flashed through her mind. “But the things I’ve had sex with isn’t the point.”
He grabbed her face and kissed her hard, smothering her remark.
She felt shadows caress her spine, her thighs, and then…
“Oh,” she gasped, breaking the kiss as they slid down her backside and through her wet slit.
“I may not be up for sharing.” He said it with so much lust in his voice that she wondered if he was actually up for it. “But right now, we can add something new to your list of experiences.”
Ros managed to shimmy out of his jeans so he was wholly naked as he lay next to her. He grabbed her leg and hiked it up to rest on top of his, giving him better access to rest his cock at her entrance. It pressed into her, hot and thick, and she reminded herself to breathe. She trusted him fully but didn’t know what he had planned. How would she react? Would she like it?
The shadows slid over her clit and circled his cock where it sat ready, then another set ran up her ass and over the tight entrance. She shifted away from the foreign feeling, and her movement pushed him deeper inside of her.
