learn how to do this?” I ask, with a delighted laugh.
He chuckles. “I’ve never done it before. I’ve heard about it, obviously…”
My response catches in my throat as he speeds up, causing me to come again, but this time, I squirt all over his arm.
“Sorry, Anna, but Jesus fucking Christ,” he mutters. “Oh, fuck, that’s…” He groans and leans over to lick the juice off his arm with a low rumble.
“Aah!” I cry out as I watch him do this. It’s sexy as fuck and it soothes the beast inside me seeing him be so fucking filthy. This surprises me. In the past, I’ve needed all the satisfaction to be physical and mine. Now, it seems that watching my rather laced-up human feed his darkest desires, using me as his tool, turns the Devil inside me on something bad but also quenches the simmering underneath the surface; that need to destroy.
I shudder one last time and he slows down, eventually pulling his fist out of my cunt and licking it clean of my sticky cum.
“You’re killing me here,” I pant and grab his hand to lick it as well, touching my tongue to his and kissing him as we coat our tongues.
“Oh, Anna,” he mutters. “I never knew that this side of sex could be so fulfilling. It’s you. You bring this out in me. Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me, Gregory,” I whisper, pressing my body to his, feeling his stiff cock pushing against me. “Use me to fuel that desire in you. I want to see you grow into a darkness that thrills you. It’s there, underneath…I can see it.” I run my hand up his wet arm. “I want to be part of your journey into your darkest cravings.”
“I crave you,” he murmurs. “If I’m not touching you, it drives me crazy.”
He grabs my upper arms and kisses me forcefully, swishing his tongue around mine as he shoves me up against the altar.
I’m desperately disappointed when Drescal interrupts us and says, “Elijah’s back.”
But it makes me move.
I pull away from Gregory and squeezing his hand briefly, I walk past him and back into the cavern where everyone else is gathered.
“Is she okay?” I ask instantly, going to my Hellhound and flinging my arms around him. “Are you?”
He returns my hug fiercely, clinging to me briefly before he pulls away. “Xavier is at the cabin. She’s with Killian.”
Hearing his name is like a stab in the heart. “Oh,” I say quietly. “They’re together.” My eyes shoot to his as the realization dawns on me that I can go to him. I assumed he’d gone back to Earth where I couldn’t follow without major repercussions, but the Wasteland is doable for me.
“Don’t go to them. Not yet,” he says, knowing my thoughts and grabbing my arm. “Those two badasses can take care of themselves for a minute. You need to go up there and reassure your Kingdom that everything is fine. It’s utter chaos, Anna. You have to speak.”
I nod quickly, pulling my Queen head into gear and shoving my female side away. Gregory has taken care of any need that I had and now I feel prepared to do this.
“The residence is gone,” Elijah says. “You’ll have to address them on the ground, in the center.”
I nod. “The residence will fix itself. It may take a day or two, but it will be exactly as it was.” I say this mostly to Gregory, as I figure he has stuff that he would miss if it was burned away in a Hell-pocalyptic fire.
He raises an eyebrow at me and nods stiffly. I give him a secret kind of smile that floods his eyes with heat and then I turn from him and register the wail of the baby in Hael’s arms.
“She’s hungry,” Hael says.
“Belle!” Shax’s voice interrupts whatever was going to come out of my mouth. I don’t even know.
I turn to him and hug him as he throws himself at me. “Where the fuck were you?” I cry at him, smacking him hard in the chest.
He casts a glance back to the two creatures he brought with him, and then faces me again with a small smirk. “Earth. What in the name of fuck happened down here?”
I sigh. “Someone fill him in, please,” I mutter, giving Shadow a once-over. She appears quite relaxed and happy and the really cute Dark Cupid guy, Salad-something, I think his name was, gives me a sexy smile.
“Hey, Annabelle,” he says. “Nice to see you