that he can taste me too, and it's making him harder than I could have ever imagined.
"The nectar of life is you, Remy."
His words do something to me. They ignite something inside of me, making me react without the slightest thought to anything or anyone else.
Ripping myself away from him, I turn on my heel and slam back against him, my chest against his, my hands in his wet hair, pulling him down so I can show him exactly what he does to me.
Levi pushes me against the shower wall, kicks my feet apart, and steps inside my parted thighs before clamping his hands under them and pulling me up and onto his rigid cock. He's not playing anymore. There is no hesitancy about him, now. No holds barred. No guilt or what ifs.
There is only me, him, and the fucking we both deserve.
With the water beating across his back, the droplets splash across my face but as his mouth slams down on mine, his cock fills me to the hilt, and everything else is completely forgotten.
My arms wrap around his neck, our mouths dancing to the rhythm of our fucking, and my body is humming with need.
I need harder.
I need faster.
I need… more.
"God, yes," he responds, and I realize that I've spoken aloud. I'm so completely lost in him, in the feel of him that I'm not even coherent enough to realize when I'm speaking.
With his every thrust inside me, I slide up and down the tiled wall. I can feel every vein and every velvety inch of his cock as he fucks the angelic right out of me.
"My dirty girl likes it when I fuck her raw, doesn't she?"
"Levi, yes, please. More." Phrases are no longer possible. Soon, I'll just be gasping at his every word.
"Did you miss my dick, Remy? Did you miss what it can do for you?"
"Ah, gah…" I’m unable to form words, even if just to answer him.
Our bodies slap together every time he fills me to the hilt, and each time, I feel the power of him. The utter strength that lives inside every muscle and every tendon. Opening my eyes to admire his beauty, the veins at his neck pulse with his ravaging need for me.
"Come inside me, Levi. Mark me, please."
Shifting slightly, he pushes me harder against the wall and strategically places his hands on my ass. He's not moving, his dick is fully seated inside me as his fingers separate my cheeks and his middle finger breaches my opening, through the ring of muscles, adding to the fullness that consumes my every cell.
"Hang on, Angel. And don't forget to scream as loud as you want. Avalon needs to know who you belong to."
I don't have time to fully grasp his meaning as his cock slides out at the same time as his finger and then they plunge back in at the same time as he invades my mouth with his tongue.
I see stars. He's fucking me everywhere. My mouth, my pussy, my ass. He's everywhere and I'm nowhere in particular.
I'm afraid we'll break the wall, afraid it won't resist the force with which he is pummeling me to my orgasmic death.
"Come all over my cock, Angel. Do it, now."
His words unhinge me. They give me the permission I didn't realize I needed, to let go of everything. My fears, my guilt, my doubts.
I let it all go, let it fly out of me like they don't belong. Only he does. Right now, the only thing I need inside of me is him as I come undone around him. His thrusts don’t relent, not letting me come down until he comes inside of me with a roar. He slows to a stop, his forehead on mine before he kisses me softly.
"That's my girl," he hums into my ear, bringing me back to earth with tender kisses and dirty words. "I love it when you come all over my dick, Angel. It's like finding my favorite blanket."
"Levi?" I feel drunk as he pulls his finger out of my ass and slowly pulls me off of his cock.
"Yes, Angel?"
"I love your cock."
"Oh Angel, it loves you, too."
Chapter Six
I finish strapping my knives to my thighs and recount the salt-crafted, iron-tipped arrows in my quiver. Not all demons get put down by salt or iron, but that’s why I have my knives and my sword. My power simmers inside of me, I’ve barely touched it recently, other than working with Morganna to seal the