Page 32 of My Demon Desire
My breath picks up the pace, my nipples hardening, as I kiss him back. Hunger, desire, and need swell inside me.
No longer afraid or maybe lust has dulled my senses, I push against him gently, then take off my bra, pants, and underwear.
I let him look as I feast on the sight of him. Horns and all. His eyes darken with desire and I can scarcely believe this is really happening as every inch of me is on display. Rather than give in to my fear, I lift my chin, waiting.
He whistles then takes my hand and leads me into the pool, the warm water engulfing me and taking away my breath.
For a few seconds, neither of us speaks. He moves closer, his hands on my waist, his body pressing against mine and I can feel every inch of him. The water slashes around us. His talented mouth, his thick fingers, steal my thoughts and I can think of nothing but him and me and the pleasure we can bring each other.
"This is dangerous," I whisper, my voice low and my fingers slowly reach up and grip his upper arms cause I feel like I'm fixing to plunge off a cliff and not sure if my parachute will open.
Thorne places his hands on either side of my face and his eyes are dark with desire.
"Dangerous or not, I can't stay away from you," he murmurs before he crashes his lips to mine.
My lips tingle with pleasure, my body melting into his. I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. His tongue glides against mine and I can scarcely believe that this is really happening.
Thorne pulls back and I open my eyes, my breaths are shallow and my heart is racing.
"I've wanted you since the moment I saw you," he says, his voice thick with emotion.
My fingers tremble as I trace them over his muscular chest, electricity shooting through my body with each touch.
"Thorne…" I whisper, not able to find the right words.
He leans forward and kisses me until I'm breathless.
My hands drift up his shoulders to his horns and I lightly brush them with my fingertips. A low growl rumbles from Thorne and I grow bolder, running my hands along them. They are coarse and tickle my palms.
He captures my lips in another searing kiss and I can hardly think, pleasure shooting through my veins with every touch of his hands and lips.
Thorne pulls back, a hungry smile on his lips as he gazes at me.
"Annalise," he whispers, his voice husky.
Desire flares in my belly and I nod, my heart pounding in my chest. I can hardly believe what is happening.
Without warning, Thorne takes hold of me and lifts me into the air before lowering me onto his lap with a splash.
His gaze wanders over my body and my cheeks burn with heat as I let him look his full.
He runs his hand up and down my sides, then to my breasts. I moan, leaning into his touch, wanting more.
The water ripples around us, making everything feel more intense, more magical.
His mouth dips to my nipple and I cry out in pleasure.
For a fleeting second, he pulls back, his crimson eyes full of fire and desire that has my breath hitching in my chest. He moves to the other breast while one hand pinches my nipple and the other strokes my sex.
"Ever had a fae before?" he purrs and my libido rockets up a hundred degrees.
I shake my head, panting, craving him to show me what he can do to me. "Never."
"Good." His grin has my heart thumping wildly in my chest. "Cause I'm going to make you come more than any puny human ever could."
He lowers his head and his lips cover mine. His hands stroke me everywhere until I'm begging him to fill me. His tongue and lips trace fire up my neck, making my skin tingle with pleasure.
My skin hums and I can feel the orgasm building inside me. I gasp and moan as the pleasure intensifies and I swear we're generating more heat than the hot water around us.
