Page 27 of Dancing With Demons
“No? Then show me.”
Another flash of fear and apprehension.
Sure, he’s big, but he knows how to be gentle. I’ve seen it in the way he carries me, and how he lifts into the sky with me, never going too fast or too hard. And with the way he cut through the settlement, I fully understand how careful he has been with me.
I drag his reluctant hands up my frame, forcing him to thumb my breasts beneath his heavy mitts. I croon at the contrived touch, rolling my hips against his. Eth’tak tightens beneath me, and I can feel that signature bulge beneath my seat. “Youdowant me,” I whisper, triumphant. “So, stop pretending that you don’t.”
His touch weighs heavier as he thrums my breasts of his own accord, massaging my flesh. “I never said I didn’t.”
His confession brings a small smile to my face.
I rock back, grinding against his cock in a slow, deliberate motion. “My clothes are all wet. Take them off of me, Eth’tak.”
He levers up, obliging as he draws my wet shirt down over my shoulders, kissing the skin as it’s revealed. His heat against the cold of the air is nice. More than nice. It tickles in the best of ways, warming me to my core.
Eth’tak seems to lose himself in his task, tearing my shirt off in one sweep of his claws, revealing my supple breasts beneath my bra. The straps, he chases to their end and unfastens them, letting my tits spring out in his face.
His cock leaps beneath me, and I moan.
I rake my fingers through the fur of his chest, hoisting myself up onto his lap. There is nowhere else I’d rather be, storm and all. The tension between us has been building since our first meeting, when he liberated me from the settlement, and I’m relieved to finally have him all to myself again.
“I want you,” I murmur against his skin. “Let me show you how much.”
His touch stops at the small of my back. “Piper-”
“Enough. I’m not a child.” I pull back just enough to lock eyes. “I don’t want to hear your excuses anymore. When you’re gone, I miss you. And when you’re around, you make any excuse to leave as soon as you can.
“Don’t think I haven’t noticed.”
His growl devolves into a groan. “It’s not- you.”
“Right,” I say, catching his jaw and planting a close-mouthed kiss on his dark lips. “‘It’s not you, it’s me’,” I say with a teasing smile, allowing it to turn down into a pout. “I’m the one half frozen here. So, warm me up, or I’ll tell Tolmond that you neglected me when I needed you the most.”
Something else sparks in his red eyes this time.
He needs a challenge, I realize suddenly, relieved when he flips me onto my back, cradling my head to keep it from striking the stone floor. And he’s over me, my front exposed to him, his wings fanning out and upsetting the purple flames. That delicious heat floods through me as I link my legs around his waist for support, unsure of what exactly he intends to do next.
His gaze scours me. “You are incorrigible.”
“I hope- that’s a good thing?”
A deep rumble begins in his chest as he lowers his mouth to the level of my breast. “If I were anyone else, you’d be in trouble. A human, all alone with a demon, miles from civilization? You’re asking for it.”
My heart flutters at the unmasked threat. “I trust you,” I whisper again, inhaling his heated musk. I’m no longer worried about the cold, impatient for him to claim me like Tolmond did, wondering all the while how different he’ll be.
I’m relieved when he unfastens his pants and his huge cock springs out.
I had a guess, when I was sitting on it, but nothing could have prepared me for just how big he is. My knees quake as I slacken them, opening myself up to him. Two clawed fingers delve beneath the band of my pants and find me already wet.
A halting exhale escapes him as he takes in my scent.
“What are you waiting for?” I ask, rolling my hips against his searching fingers until they make contact with the warmth there.
He obliges, tracing the slit of my lips before delving in fully. “You’re so soft.”
“Hng,” is all that escapes me at first. I catch his wrist and work myself into a tizzy, forcing his fingers against my clit. “Like that… Just like that.”
Eth’tak takes over, thrumming just the way I showed him. His confidence in the gesture increases until he’s kindled a fire between my legs. He’s so good with fire, I realize, catching his face in both hands and kissing him hard.