Page 42 of Siren Sins
Luke frowned. “Anderson killed that guy. He sucked him dry.”
I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut. The only thing that kept me from reeling back into the horror of memories was Luke’s hard grip on my body. “Detective Anderson is a Chameleon. I gave him the powers to steal life, and he used my own gifts on David.” My throat strained with grief. “And before that, I’d fed on him when I was supposed to die.”
Luke jerked me closer to him and his hot breath puffed against my face. “What do you mean ‘supposed to die?’”
I shivered under his touch. “I was trying to starve myself. It’s because of what I am. I couldn’t be loyal to Sarah. I couldn’t live a normal life. All I know is how to feed and steal life-force which isn’t mine to take.” My fingernails dug into his arms. “Luke. Please stop this. I can’t.”
Shushing me, he rolled me onto the bed. He flicked off the lights and then a rustle of cloth told me that he’d disrobed.
“Luke?” I asked, my voice a scratchy sound in the darkness.
“I want you to feel safe. It’s easier for me to resist you if I can’t see you. Just know that your powers won’t work on me, not when I’m in control.”
I shivered as he removed my bra. He lifted my hips until I reluctantly allowed him to pull down my jeans, and then I sighed as humid air kissed my naked skin.
“Relax,” he commanded, and then crawled on top of me.
I expected him to take me, whether he thought he was in control or not. Even though my heart was crumbling into a thousand, tiny pieces, I couldn’t deny the instinct to fix all my problems with sex. Luke was a part of my destiny, and sex with him would dose me with so much power that I could drown in the intoxication. I could forget, even if just for a few moments, why I didn’t deserve to be alive.
The hard ridge of his erection rolled across my leg as he moved, but he didn’t go to penetrate my swollen flesh. Instead he leaned, popped open the nightstand drawer and pulled out a bottle. A burst of lilacs and herbs filled the bedroom as he untwisted the cap and I realized that he’d found massage oils. “What is—”
He shushed me and rubbed his hands together. “I know you’re a succubus and you need sex, but I have an idea. Just let me try it.”
Pinching my lips together, I tried not to squirm as his hands found my arms and he began to massage. He ran his warm, graceful touch down to my fingertips, rolling across my knuckles and coming back up again. Goosebumps spread across my skin as he leaned in and ghosted a kiss on my lips.
I couldn’t feed on him, not when it was just teasing. But my powers couldn’t tell the difference and wound around him and coaxed his cock. He couldn’t resist the demand of my pull and rolled against my hip. “No cheating,” he said with a smile against my teeth.
He pulled away, continuing to explore my body as the warm musk of his need mixed with the oils. “Don’t you want me?” I asked, my words going breathless as his fingers ran up my ribcage and cupped my breasts.
“Of course I want you,” he said.
He slowly kneaded my flesh, forcing a soft moan from my throat. “Then why are you teasing me?” I complained.
He brushed a kiss against one nipple, then copied the insufferable pleasure on the other. “I want to see if you can gain control of your powers if you’re forced to have sex without having sex, which means feeding without feeding.”
I frowned. “I don’t follow.”
His erection pressed between my sex and my thigh, fitting into my groin and pressing heat and need against me. I squirmed, but his weight kept me pinned in place. “You hate what you are because you link sex with your gifts. I want to give you a chance to experience passion without feeding. I think it’ll help you.”
I groaned with frustration. No matter how much I wound my powers around his cock and made him impossibly hard, he still found the will to resist me. “I think you’re just going to make me angry.”
He pressed a kiss against my neck and grinned. “Just roll over. Trust me.”
With a sigh, I obeyed and allowed him to run his hands up my arms until his fingers interlaced with mine under the pillows. His cock rested between the curve of my butt cheeks and made my wetness soak the bed. “You’re too close,” I complained. “I can’t think of anything else.”
His fingers roamed down my back. “On your knees.”
Blushing, I wanted to ask if he’d changed his mind, but I found myself obeying just to find out. My breath hitched when his fingers ran down my slickness. “Luke?” I asked with a tremor.
He didn’t respond. Instead, he rolled onto his back and fitted his head between my thighs. Then he grabbed me, and pulled me into his mouth.
A cry escaped me as the shock of pleasure ran through me as his tongue thrust into the folds of my flesh. My whole body clenched as an orgasm hit without warning, and to my shock, the pleasure was so sudden that my magic hadn’t been able to keep up with it.
I rolled my hips as I pressed my convulsing sex to his mouth. My fingers curled into the sheets as I rode the wave of pleasure with long, delicious shocks.
When I rolled off of him, he lazily crawled on top of me and licked his fingers. “You’re so beautiful.”
I laughed, and it was a free kind of laugh as a knot in my stomach melted away. “You can’t even see me. It’s too dark.” A soft blue spark told me otherwise and I gasped. “Holy shit. Do your eyes fucking glow?” A hot blush crawled up my neck as I realized that Luke had been able to see every inch of me this whole time. “You said no cheating!”
