Cambion Lord (Dark Warrior Alliance #23) - Brenda Trim Page 0,34

stop to things, he scooted his body down her torso until his face was scant inches away from her pussy. She smelled divine.

Settling on his elbows, he reached up and separated her moist folds. His tongue took over and darted out. With one long, hard stroke from her backside to her throbbing little clit, he had her mind off what he’d accidentally let slip and onto more pleasurable topics.

Chloe’s back came off the platform as she cried out his name. Her fingers tangled in his blond hair and held him to her body. Of everything unfolding between them, this was the most surprising. He’d gotten the impression that she didn’t take what she wanted but denied herself instead.

The wild beast he usually kept caged inside took over and licked and sucked her clit. Oral sex was more often than not a means to an end for him, but devouring Chloe gave Dante even more energy. The aches and pains from the attack were now all gone. Even the fatigue and discomfort he’d become accustomed to living with had disappeared. She had his demon energized and purring like a kitten.

The more pleasure he gave, the stronger he felt. Chloe’s cries grew louder as his tongue and mouth continued teasing her. When her writhing increased, he inserted one thick digit into her hot core to push her over the edge.

He looked up and met her bright brown eyes. There were storm clouds hidden in their depths. This complex, beautiful angel was everything he’d ever wished for. She grabbed her breasts, tweaking her own nipples. Goddess, she made him want impossible things. He inserted a second finger and she detonated.

Dante was up and shoving his pants down to his knees before his next breath. There was no patience to take the extra second to remove them from his body entirely. Chloe was an exquisite female. He lowered himself and settled his body between her legs. Without hesitation, she wrapped them around his waist, trying to pull him inside.

“Mmmm. You feel good.” Her words were growled as she tried to get him in the right position.

A chuckle left him as he pulled back and positioned the head of his cock at her entrance. “You’re so wet and ready for me.”

Chloe’s eyes widened as he began to push in. Normally he’d take his time, but his need was too high at the moment. His hips thrust forward, impaling her. Her muscles tightened around him at the same time she cried out. Dante pulled out then pushed in deeper and deeper in her tight channel.

“You sure you’re not a full-blooded incubus?”

Dante paused as horror washed through him. He would never be anything like his father. “I’m far better than one of those pieces of shit. I care about your pleasure, little evergreen.”

Chloe’s hands ran up his chest. “You’ve given me more than I’ve had in centuries and I want more.”

Dante thrust into her with enough force to push the top of the table. Slow down or you’ll end this before you get to the good part. If he drove her to the floor he’d never get the orgasm he’d been needing for months.

Dante was no stranger to carnal activities. His entire existence depended on it. And yet, he’d never felt anything like his cock sliding in and out of Chloe’s slick core. He grabbed one of her legs and hooked it over one of his elbows for deeper penetration. He considered opening her up completely by putting it over his shoulder, but she was as close to a virgin as it got. She hadn’t been with anyone in hundreds of years. His inner stripling rejoiced at the knowledge that she broke her fast with him.

The connection of their bodies was pure bliss. All Dante knew at that moment was Chloe and her perfect body. His tongue slid into her mouth and tangled with hers while his shaft plunged in and out of her. For the first time in his life, Dante found himself connecting to the bitter little angel.

An evergreen was a symbol for the immortality of the soul. The moment he laid eyes on Chloe he understood she carried scars he may never truly understand, and yet she persevered and continued while refusing to give into the pressure to take Lucifer’s side. There was no other being like her for a reason. It was not easy to ignore the pressure she had to have experienced more than once in her life to side with Lucifer