Page 65 of Crush's Fall

Lucifer spread his bent knees, digging his heels into the bed, as he slammed his hips up to meet Crush on her downward strokes. His thumb was circling her clit, and her nails were digging into the flesh of his chest as her orgasm built inside of her. He was riding the edge, ready to blow at any moment, just waiting for her to reach her second climax of the evening.

“Give it to me,” he growled, punctuating his words with a harder thrust, almost bouncing her off his cock.

“Earn it,” she shot back, scraping a nail across his nipple, almost making him shoot before her.

Lucifer flexed his abs and pulled himself further up so he could latch on to her nipple and took it between his teeth. Biting down, he gave her the shot of pain needed to push her over the cliff.

“Yes,” she moaned as her head flew back, and she dropped down on him and grinded.

“Thank fuck,” Lucifer breathed and allowed himself to go.

Once they both came back down to earth, he wrapped his arms around her and rested his forehead against her chest, enjoying the rare moment of cuddling his mate was giving him.

“Love you,” he mumbled into her skin.

“Fucking love you, too, even if you keep trying to take over in bed.”

Lucifer pulled his head back and smirked as he raised a brow at her. “You were the one riding, Sugartits, but I was holding the reins.”

Crush snorted a laugh and climbed off of him. He followed her as she went to the bathroom to clean up. Once done, they went back to bed and lounged. When Crush settled on her back, Lucifer shifted and laid his head on her stomach.

Circling her nipple with his fingertip, he told her, “The employees had a list of suggestions. I took notes and left it on the island.”

She nodded. “Did you get them in jobs?”

“Yeah. Butterfly and I made sure they all had their new boss’s number before they left. There were only three who had already found employment, but all of them said they wanted to come back when Heat was done… or whatever it turned into.”

“I appreciate your help on this.”

Lucifer turned his head and circled her navel with his tongue. “Glad I could help.”

“Now… you want to tell me why my brother sent me a text promising to kill you if you didn’t learn your place?”

Lucifer chuckled against her skin. “Your brother is easy to manipulate.”

Crush quietly laughed. “Try not to get killed. It would be a shame to have to go back to using my vibrator.”

“Is this asinglevibrator… or are there more players in the game?”

Crush’s grin had his cock twitching, even though she just rode him to completion like a fucking beast. “I believe in teamwork.”

“So do I… which is why I need to know where my team resides. We have plays to write and game plans to strategize.”

When her eyes shifted to a small wooden treasure chest sitting on top of her dresser, Lucifer grinned and hopped off the bed. Like a kid opening presents on Christmas morning, Lucifer swung open the top of that chest and rubbed his hands together.

“Oooo… this is going to be fun.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Crush

Thenextmorning,Crushheaded to Axle’s office to discuss the plans for Heat. As she took her seat in the chair across the desk from him, she winced at the soreness that had yet to dissipate. That was what happened when your mate spenthoursexperimenting with every toy in your treasure chest and eeking out as many orgasms as he could.

The proud smile on his face when she climbed out of bed that morning had her nipples tightening. She may be exhausted, but they were remembering their time with Lucifer fondly.

“Sore?” Axle’s smirk let her know he guessed why.

“Shut the fuck up.”

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