Don't Hex and Drive (Stay a Spell #2) - Juliette Cross Page 0,92

with both hands, lifted and cradled gently, then he slanted his mouth over mine for a deep, penetrating kiss. I groaned at the intensity, especially when he pressed his hard body fully to mine. Chest to breasts, hard cock to my pelvis, thick muscular thighs to mine, his mouth devouring me with deep strokes of his pierced tongue.

Jesus, I was a pool of burning need.

By the time he pulled away, I was clinging to him to keep upright. He’d pressed one thigh between my legs to steady me, inching up the hem of my dress.

“Let’s start tonight,” he said, fiery eyes boring into mine.

“Okay,” I agreed, suddenly shy.

Then I was tossed over his shoulder caveman style, and we disappeared from Magazine Street, reappearing on his doorstep seconds later. Only I knew vampires couldn’t disappear. He’d just traced with me so fast I barely blinked before we’d moved several blocks. The sudden dizziness when he righted me had me falling back against the wall next to his back door.

“Sorry,” he said, fitting his key into the lock.

“In a hurry?” I asked on a laugh.

“You have no idea.”

He wasn’t laughing.

Chapter 24

~DEVRAJ~

Slow down, slow down, slow down.

I had to repeat the mantra, but it wasn’t working. I wanted inside her right fucking now. It felt like an eternity since I’d touched her. Tasted her.

As soon as we were through the door, I slammed it shut and pressed her into the wall in the foyer, swallowing her little moan when I delved in for a deep kiss, skimming my hands over her body. Her breasts, waist, hips. I slid my mouth down the slender column of her throat, loving the taste of her, the rapid fluttering of her pulse against my tongue. I slid one hand up her thigh and under her skirt, then dipped between her legs and into her panties.

“Fuck, Isadora,” I growled. “So wet already.”

She fisted a hand in my hair. Fucking right. My tigress was back. I fingered her slick cleft and sucked on her pulse till she was breathing good and hard. Dropping to my knees, I lifted the hem of her dress. “Hold this.”

She gripped it with one hand, the other still in my hair, her breath ragged in the quiet space. Holding her gaze, I slid her panties down her legs, slipping off her sandals at the same time.

Skating my hands up till I gripped the tops of her thighs, I urged her to widen her stance. “Open up for me, love.”

The growl in my throat was practically menacing, but my witch didn’t flinch. No. She tightened her grip in my hair and urged me closer.

I couldn’t keep the grin off my face before I leaned in and licked the sweetest pussy in the whole world.

“God, Devraj,” she panted.

Her knees buckled, but I held her hard and licked her harder, flicking my piercing over her swollen nub.

“I can’t…” Her head fell back to the wall, her pelvis rocking forward to meet my eager mouth.

She was climbing fast, thrusting faster.

“I need, I need it, Devraj.”

She was panting, fisting my hair tight, her body thrumming and wanting to get there. But today I was being selfish. The beastly side of me wanted her to come on my cock alone. I needed to feel her come undone while I was buried deep inside her, and nothing else would satisfy.

When I let her thighs go, she wobbled, but I grabbed her hands and put them on my shoulders to steady her as I stood and reached for my wallet in my back pocket. Her face was flushed, splotched with pink, her mouth agape as she panted, her eyes half-lidded.

“Please don’t stop,” she begged, a little sluggish and slow to respond.

“Not planning on it.” I had the condom in hand then unzipped my jeans and freed my cock.

“You were prepared,” she commented with a hint of sarcasm. “Someone was sure he’d get lucky.”

“Hoping, Isadora.”

The condom rolled on, I gripped her by the waist and lifted her, pressing my chest to hers, trapping her body between me and the wall. She wrapped her legs around my waist right before I notched my cock at her entrance. Her eyes widened as I gripped her thighs and thrust in with one deep slide.

My lips pressed to hers, still holding her gaze, I whispered, “Always hoping.”

Then I moved in her slick heat, the sound and smell of sex pushing my limits of control. I almost laughed at myself. Control? I’d lost it the minute she’d said