Page 34 of Bellamy
“Is that you or Lust talking?” he asked.
“Both.” I nipped at his neck, then licked down to his collarbone. The handcuffs got in the way as I tried to pull at his clothes. They were still suppressing my strength and preventing Lust from fully letting loose too. “Can you take these off?”
“Can I? Yes. Will I?” His heavy-lidded gaze lowered to mine. “I’d have to be an idiot to set you free. You speak of tricks, but this could be one too. Seducing me with your sin’s power and then killing me once my guard is down.”
“Ah, Idowant to kill you. Someday,” I said in between pecking kisses along his shoulder. “But right now? I want to fuck you.”
“Do you have the strength for that?”
I chuckled low. Deep. “Watch me.”
I’d like to believe I was only caving to my carnal desires because it had been so long since I’d been touched, but the truth was, I didn’t have the strength to fight him any longer. I wanted this—him—too damn much.
Phoenix placed his hands on my wrists, and his eyes turned pitch-black. Interesting. When he was taken by a strong emotion, they flashed red. But when he intentionally used his powers, they turned black. Both were hot. Another thing I refused to say out loud.
The runes on the cuffs blazed a vibrant purple before there was a softclick. As the cuffs fell away, my strength returned. It was like a massive weight had been lifted off me. The grogginess left my muscles, and Lust stirred, no longer held down by invisible chains.
Wariness swam in Phoenix’s eyes. He wasn’t sure what I’d do. Hell, I didn’t know either.
Lust helped me decide all too quickly.
Now free, I slid my palms up the back of Phoenix’s shirt, quietly groaning at the warmth of his skin. As a demon, his body temperature burned hotter than mine. That heat sank into me too as he captured my lips, holding my face in both his hands.
It was the perfect chance to escape. The magic cuffs were off. I wasn’t at my full strength, but I was a lot stronger than I’d been earlier. I could ditch Phoenix, either by knocking him out or using my sleeping ability on him. All it took was a touch to the temple and he’d lose consciousness. I would then snatch another demon and threaten them at knifepoint to take me to the mortal realm.
“Touch me,” Phoenix said, leaning his head back as he arched his spine.
Any thought of escape went out the window. The only place I wanted to be right then was in that bed with him. Preferably inside him. As soon as possible.
My “no topping” dry spell was about to end. My cock stood at attention and pressed against him, aching.
I popped his shirt open, scattering all the buttons before running my palms up his lean torso. He was beautifully muscled, like a swimmer’s body. Soft skin, tight abs, and a patch of freckles beneath his left pectoral. I kissed the area before swirling my tongue around his nipple.
“Mmm.” Phoenix released a small moan.
I flicked the tight bud of his nipple with my tongue, my cock swelling even more as he wiggled on my lap. I peered up at him, and the sight nearly undid me. With his lips parted and desire darkening his gaze, he was the sexiest thing I’d ever laid eyes on.
“Devour,”Lust said.
Phoenix dipped his face to my neck as he rolled his body on top of mine. As he sucked on my neck, nibbled it a little, I caressed one of his horns. Fuck, they were sexy. I wanted to grab onto them while I pounded his ass.
I popped the front button of his pants, and he rose up on his knees as I yanked them down his hips. He shoved them the rest of the way off and kicked them to the floor.
“Youdohave a tail,” I said as it flicked behind him, no longer concealed in his jeans. It was thin and black with a diamond-shaped tip. The texture reminded me of soft leather.
“I’m sure you’ve slept with a lot of beings who had tails.”
“True.” I wound my arms around his waist. “But none of them were like you.”
“Is that supposed to flatter me?” Phoenix pushed against my chest, and I sunk back down on the mattress. “You want me to think I’m special?”
“You’re a special pain in my ass. Does that count?”
“Has anyone ever told you you’re a lot hotter when you shut your mouth?”
I smirked. “Maybe once or twice.”
“Stop talking.” He kissed me.
