Page 24 of Falling for Ash
He might be a Demon, but so what?
She was a Werewolf if Mim was to be believed.
Wolf.
Yes.
She shook her head, willing that inner voice to hush now. She was coming on to something big, huge, a monumental crossroads in her life. This goody goody was about to do something very, very bad. And it wasn’t because of any supernatural mixed drink, thank Eve and Aphrodite very much.
“You’re not evil,” Gabby stated, getting ready to do what she wanted.
“How do you know that?” Ash replied, his pale skin and chiseled good looks so appealing in the dim light of the living room, she could’ve cried.
“Because.” She shrugged, deciding then to fully embrace the incredible circumstances she found herself in.
Gabby moved into his personal space, building her courage as she did. Then she did something that a day ago would have been unthinkable to the curvy little schoolteacher.
She reached out, smoothing her hands across his hard chest, up and around, linking her arms around his thick neck. Gabby pressed herself close to his warm body, so close she could feel his soft breath on her face.
“If you were evil, I wouldn’t want to do this,” she whispered, breathing in the uniquely spicy masculine scent of him.
The flames of desire licked at her skin until she trembled with it. Then she kissed him. And for the first time in her life, little Gabriella Keen’s world tilted on its axis.
Ash remained impassive for all of a moment while the little minx pressed her mouth firmly to his. Then he moved fast as lightning, taking control of their first kiss.
The feel of her warm, lush body pressed willingly against him was almost too much for him to take. Ash knew he should push her away. He knew this was not right. He did not deserve a mate. For a few minutes there, he’d allowed himself the pleasure of looking after her, taking care of her, when Aphrodite handed the little inebriated female over to him.
“You do anything out of bounds, Asmodeus, and I will wreak my revenge on you tenfold. But since I am pretty sure she is your mate, here. Now, you take care of her. Her name is Gabriella Keen, and I believe her Wolf is going to be making an appearance soon. It is her first Change. She will need your help,” the Goddess instructed.
Oh fuck.
Oh Fuck.
OH FUCK.
Trying to defy his natural response to her was like trying to stop a tsunami with an umbrella or dampen an inferno with a thimbleful of water. Impossible.
And why should he even bother when it felt so damn good?
Because you are damned, Ash.
You almost destroyed the world once.
How could you possibly deserve her?
But even that did not stop him from wanting to explore every inch of her plush frame with his lips and hands and teeth. Ash wanted to explore the depths of passion between her plump thighs with his tongue, to taste and swallow her juices, until she cried out in pleasure and scored his back with her fingernails. He wanted to sink into her heat, to thrust into her core, and bring them both to an ecstatic, soul searing bliss that he’d been searching for his whole life. The Demon of Lust wanted her. Period. And that was why he had to give her up.
Grrr.
His Demonic side did not like that idea. Not one bit. In fact, he felt his claws protrude from his fingernails as her hot tongue boldly invaded his mouth. Holy hell, the little schoolteacher could kiss. Her delightfully headfirst reaction was his undoing. She sucked on his tongue, causing that other part of him to ache and throb with need. She raked her teeth across his lower lip, moaning into his mouth as she pressed her plush breasts even tighter against his chest.
On and on the kiss went until Ash hardly recalled moving with her until they both lay on the sofa. He smoothed the skirt of the little black dress she wore until it was up around her waist.
Her searching hands roamed his back, until she cupped his ass, and, fuck, he really almost lost it. Gabriella parted her legs, cushioning him between her thighs. She rolled her hips, flexing her molten core against his still covered cock, and his eyes rolled back.
“Ash,” she moaned his name, tilting her head to allow him access to her throat.
Fucking hell.
