Page 20 of Imbalance
“Ama...Beauty,” he groaned against my lips, “I’m going to come soon if you don’t stop.”
My ego swelled at the thought of making him spill his seed so quickly, and I couldn't help the smile that tilted my lips against his, “I don’t want to stop.”
Before he could refuse, I captured his lips once more and teased his tongue out, swallowing his groans as I continued to work his cock with my hand.
A thought came to me from the sex scenes I had read, and I reached out with my other hand to cup his balls lightly. I felt his cock throb as he gritted out, "I'm so close, beauty."
His breathing was ragged as I increased my pace, rolling his balls lightly in my other hand. I kept going until his hand flew to grab mine, holding it still as he reached his peak and spilled himself into the water.
A lazy smile crossed his face, a relaxed version of him I hadn’t seen before. I liked it, and I wanted to make sure I saw it more in the future.
Damien’s hips rocked beneath me as he tweaked my nipples, and a frustrated whine escaped him. I found myself chuckling, “I didn’t forget about you.”
His throat cleared before he answered, his voice strained, “It’s my Hellhound, not me.”
Adrien backed up a pace, and I turned to face my golden-skinned Hellhound with a teasing smirk on my lips. “I think you blame him for an awful lot. Are you trying to say that you don’t want me? Only he does?”
I knew that wasn’t the case, but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to rile him a bit.
It worked perfectly because he grabbed my hips once more and hauled me into his lap until I was straddling him. My lips parted as his length brushed my clit, sending sparks of desire through me. His lips found the tender skin of my neck, and he bit down lightly before soothing it with a lick of his tongue.
“Take that back,” he demanded gruffly against my neck.
I tilted my head to the side to give him easier access as my hips rolled against him. “No. Prove to me that you want me too—not just your Hellhound.”
With a snarl that shouldn’t have been sexy but made my walls clench with need, Damien’s hand slipped from my hip and down between my legs to trace circles around my clit, shooting sparks of desire through me.
Something in me unfurled at coaxing him into this display of dominance, but more than that, it was my way of showing him that I wanted him. All of him. He didn’t need to always blame his Hellhound for his behavior because the truth was, I wasn’t afraid of any part of him. We were equals.
I’d heard people warn me about Damien’s viciousness in battle, and about Hellhounds in general, but the level of safety I felt with him was unmatched. He would rip anyone who threatened me to shreds, and maybe I was a bit off my rocker, but it was deliciously satisfying knowing that there was nothing that mattered more to him than my safety.
He’d kill for me, and damn if my Succubus side didn’t flare at the thought and seep out of me, wanting to play.
My energy rolled around us in waves, coaxing groans from both of my mates and heightening my senses. Every brush of Damien’s finger against me felt even more pleasurable, and my head tilted back as I moaned.
His fingers trailed down to my entrance, and I felt the water behind me move, followed by Adrien’s hands reaching up to give my nipples attention. He pinched slightly until my mouth dropped open in a gasp and my eyes flared with lust, increasing my power levels.
Damien’s finger slid into me as his free hand clenched my hip tightly, rocking me against his cock beneath me. “Do you feel how hard I am for you, little flame? How badly I want to bury myself to the fucking hilt inside you?”
His words caught me by complete surprise, and I practically turned to putty at the dirty talk.
“Yes,” I whimpered, my head falling back to rest against Adrien’s chest behind me.
“Yes, what?” he growled, and I saw his golden eyes flare with orange.
I floundered for words as he added a second finger inside me, stretching and filling my pussy in tandem with the idea of his cock buried in me.
His fingers curled up, and he began pulling them in and out of me at a delicious pace. He growled out once more, “Yes what, Ama? Yes, you know how badly I want to fill you up until you’re screaming my name?”
Adrien’s lips found my neck and began sucking on the skin there as I moaned my answer, “Yes. I know how badly you want to sink into me and claim me as yours.”
His grip on my hip tightened to an almost bruising pleasure as he ground his cock against me in tandem with his fingers thrusting into me, sending me hurling closer to my peak.
“Fuck, I can’t wait until that day. But for now, I need you to come all over my fingers,” Damien groaned and simultaneously demanded.
“You heard him. Explode, beauty,” Adrien whispered in my ear, nipping lightly at the bottom.
I saw stars as my orgasm ripped through me at the same time I felt Damien’s hips buck beneath me. I felt like I was floating on a cloud of bliss and nothing could pull me down to reality.
