Page 40 of The Doctor and the Devil
Again, he pulled back. This time, my frustration summoned tears. As I opened my mouth to shout at him and curse him back to hell, he placed a gentle but firm hand at my neck and laid his body atop mine. His erection pressed hard against my sex—the friction against the pearl of my pleasure making me feral.
His deep chuckle sounded through me.
“Yes, my goddess. Finally, you are as wild for me as I am for you.” His demonic eyes glittered in the dim light, and I would have sworn I saw flames reflected in them. “I see how you look at me when I fight back the demons and animals beneath my skin. I smell your excitement—hear your racing heart when I growl and bite and give chase. I’m going to make you scream, Mina, and remind you of just what a beast I am.”
His lips descended to mine again but gone was the hesitation and sweetness of our earlier kisses. He nipped at my lips and sucked at my tongue, then thrust his tongue into my mouth with another chest-deep growl. His knee came up between my legs and nudged them apart, and with one satisfying move, he thrust his hard cock into me. For one precious heartbeat, we stared at each other, frozen in this second, understanding that this had been inevitable, and yet there was no going back from it. Then, my wanton body demanded the release he’d joyfully denied me, and I wrapped my hands around his ass to push him deeper into me.
“More, Rafael,” I pleaded. “Give me what you promised.” I arched my back, seeking the delicious friction between our bodies.
Finally, blessedly, he began to move, slowly working his cock in quickening rhythms.
“Everything,” he grunted, matching his thrusts with the timing of his words. “You have everything of mine, my goddess. You are everything. I will give everything and anything to please you. I will destroy everything that would keep you from me. I will give you pleasure and pain if you wish it and take only what you offer. You are mine, Mina.Mine. Mine. Mine.”
The darkness and powerful threats in his words ignited the final reserves of my passion in a way that I was too afraid to examine closely. Lightning sizzled across every fiber of my body, drawing me forward to heights of pleasure I’d never known before—even with Rafael. Heat built to firestorm proportions—like a slumbering giant of a volcano awakening after millennia of being forgotten. I felt the flames devouring me until I knew I would combust, and just when I felt like I’d burn down everything around me, pleasure gripped my entire being and my orgasm erupted with a shuddering scream and distant ringing in my ears. Rafael followed me over the edge, letting out a savage roar and sinking his fangs into the tender flesh of my breast. The sudden jolt of pain sent a second orgasm rocketing through me, and I clung to him, riding out the waves of alien contentment as my body reveled in the feeling of being joined to him—with him.
We laid there for minutes afterward, catching our breath and coming back to ourselves. Rafael propped himself up and looked down at me, marble-like biceps flexing in the glow of the embers from the fireplace.
“Are you well, Goddess?” he asked, black eyes intense.Searching for regret.
I smiled and reached up to tuck one wavy black lock behind his ear.
“I am,Devil, though I’m certain we’ve woken the entire household, and I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to face them again. Are you well?” I whispered.
He flopped down next to me and pulled me into his arms, tucking my head against his chest. He dropped a kiss on my forehead and swaddled our entwined bodies in the soft blankets we’d discarded in our lovemaking.
“You are my waking dream, Mina, and here you are in my arms. Of course I’m well.”
Thoughts began to circle as sleep pulled at me.What will happen next? Is Laszlo okay? Where has Rafael been? What does this mean for us? What does it mean for me? What do I want it to mean?
Rafael pressed a finger into the furrow of my brow.
“I can practically hear you panicking in here,” he said with a wry smile. “What’s the trouble?”
“I’m not panicking,” I protested. “I’m worrying. There’s a difference.”
He chuckled. “I don’t suppose I could convince you to leave the worrying until we wake later tonight.”
“If only it were that easy,” I sighed. “The real world outside beckons, Rafael, despite my desire to keep it at bay.”
One cool hand slipped down to caress my hip and give my ass a firm squeeze. Heat sparked in my belly again, a soft breath on passion’s waning embers.
“Fuck the real world, Goddess,” he whispered in my ear. One finger slid around to stroke the slick seam of my sex again, and my desire rekindled instantaneously. “Stay with me among the stars for a little while longer.”
His cock hardened against my thigh, and my exhaustion evaporated. With twenty years of heartbreak and denial between us, I supposed my cold tomorrow could wait for a few hours more.
* * *
Much,muchlater, I woke to the sounds of voices carrying up from downstairs. I felt around in the darkness, expecting—hoping—to find Rafael’s cool body next to mine, but did not. I wanted to ignore the disappointment that bloomed in my chest given that we’d made no promises to each other, and despite our words in the heat of passion, I had no idea where we stood. Our attraction to each other given our past was undeniable, and it would have been absurd for me to pretend to misunderstand his feelings for me, but that didn’t change my trepidation or our circumstances. It felt absurd to even consider entertaining the idea of a future when everything seemed so uncertain.
The voices downstairs grew louder, prompting me to kick the covers off and dress quickly. I wasn’t sure what the commotion was, but given the tone of the voices, I suspected it was serious. I pinned my hair up beneath a lace cap and made for the door, only to step hard into a solid wall of man and stumble backward.
“Easy, Goddess,” Rafael said, pulling me upright. “That’s twice that you’ve run into me. I’m beginning to wonder if it’s not some ruse to capture my attention.”
I bristled at his charm, still put out by waking up alone after…whatever it was that we shared.
“Well, it’s not my fault you lurk outside the door of every space I occupy,” I said snidely. “Perhaps it’syourattempt to have an excuse to lay your hands on me and save me from a tumble.”
His lips were at my ear in an instant. “Believe me, Mina, I don’t need an excuse to lay my hands on you. Simply permission.” With those devastating words, he pressed a soft kiss to my neck and held out his arm for me. “Shall we?”
