Page 53 of Paramour of Sin
I just wrapped my palm around his throbbing shaft and gave it a good pump, one that sent his forehead tumbling into my shoulder, his need a palpable heat at my side. “Fuck.”
“Mmm, not tonight,” I decided, squeezing him the way I knew he liked. I wanted to draw this out a little, play with Guinevere to the best of my abilities, and indulge her in every act imaginable. Jumping straight to sex felt almost… boring.
She was a succubus.
She deserved a complete experience.
Zane would understand that, something he evidenced with a nod against my shoulder. I could taste his relief on my tongue, too, likely a result of him realizing I intended to play with Guinevere for more than one night.
“What do you want, little one?” I asked, meeting her glowing gaze. Succubus energy swirled around her, the invisible layers palpable to my senses, engulfing me in a sea of exquisite need.
Her pupils flared as her focus drifted down my body to my groin.
I arched a brow as she licked her lips. “Guinevere?”
“Mouth,” she said, her heated gaze meeting mine, the boldness flooring me. “I want to swallow.”
My sensual little demon had come into her own beneath me, taking charge of the moment and unabashedly telling me what she desired.
Only a sex demon could possess that kind of confidence while in bed with someone as powerful as a Demonic Lord.
And hell if I wanted to deny her.
I released Zane to remove my boxers. Her eyes watched my every move, as did his, both of them hungry for my pleasure. But tonight, I’d be giving it all to Guinevere.
Zane knew, too.
And the curve of his lips told me he didn’t mind. He’d enjoy the residual vibration of energy, and I’d given him more than enough to thrive on this week to go one night without a true blast. Hell, he had enough to live on for years at this rate.
I kissed the edge of his mouth, acknowledging his sacrifice.
He brushed his lips against mine in response, then looked at Guinevere. “He’s not gentle.”
“I can handle that,” she promised.
He grinned. “I know. But the gentleman in me had to warn you.”
“Thanks,professor.” She pushed herself up right between us, bringing her level with our groins as we continued to kneel on either side of her. Then she caught the head of my cock with her lips and took me deep into her mouth.
She didn’t ask.
She took.
And the flare of Zane’s nostrils told me he approved just as much as I did. The sexy little succubus who always bowed for me had finally found her resolve and was showing me what she could truly do.
With her tongue.
Hellfire.
I fisted her thick, dark hair, and forced her to go deeper, needing at least a semblance of control. But as she swallowed me without any hesitation, I wondered who was dictating to whom here.
Zane leaned forward to busy my mouth with his, and I grabbed him with my free hand, pumping him harshly as Guinevere destroyed me with her wicked lips. She knew exactly how to work her tongue, her teeth, her cheeks. It was like fucking Zane, only… sweeter?
I couldn’t define it.
And it was undoing every inch of my resolve.
I wanted to drill into her, force myself so deep inside her, she felt me all damn week. Then drown her in my power, drenching her with so much energy, every demon that walked by her wouldfeelme through her.
