Dusk Avenger (Flirting with Monsters #3) - Eva Chase Page 0,37

his hands and mouth. His fingers trailed lower to tease right between my legs. I gasped against the incubus’s cock and reached back to caress the warrior’s arm in return.

As I sped up my rhythm, Ruse bucked into my mouth. I tightened my lips around him and sucked harder, and he came with a flood of bittersweet heat that I swallowed down. Before I could do more than give his cock one last swipe of my tongue, he’d sat up to tug me to him, his mouth claiming mine at long last.

Thorn was undoing my jeans. Melting into the kiss, I kicked them and my panties off, but my warrior seemed to think his work was done there. I snatched at his arm before he could withdraw and pulled him back. My lips left Ruse’s so I could twist around and capture the wingéd’s mouth for myself, my fingers tangling in his white-blond hair.

“I want you,” I said with a stutter of breath as Ruse pinched one of my nipples. “I need you.” My core was throbbing now, aching to be filled—and no one could fill me like Thorn.

“I think you’d better attend to our lady,” Ruse said, his amusement coming through the smokiness of his shadowkind voice.

Thorn dipped his fingers right between my legs from behind and groaned approvingly at the slickness of my arousal. He jerked at his trousers. “As m’lady desires.”

I did desire—oh, I desired every bit of his massive form. He bent over my back, easing his thick cock into me with that incredible searing stretch, and the bliss of it radiated through me. I moaned.

One of these days I was going to have to take him in his full form, even more massive as that was, but I knew he didn’t want Ruse seeing what he was.

As Thorn began to thrust into me, Ruse’s mouth crashed into mine. I arched to meet the warrior, my fingers slipping up to grip one of the incubus’s horns. I was locked between them, all that immense power looming over me and the giddy glow beneath, and yet I couldn’t imagine feeling more free. The pulsing rush of pleasure swept me higher and higher—

I tipped over the peak with an even sharper surge of ecstasy and a cry I couldn’t contain. My sex clenched around Thorn, and his arm tightened where he’d looped it around my waist. He drove into me again. Ruse’s tongue tangled with mine, and I came apart all over again as the warrior found his own heated release.

As Thorn sagged down beside me, I rolled over to kiss him properly. He stroked his fingers down the side of my face, the gentleness of that touch a perfect contrast to the force of his mouth on mine.

Ruse slung his arm around me and kissed my shoulder. I snuggled in between my two lovers and clung to this moment of contentment before the thought of the lover I’d lost could creep back in.

11

Snap

From the short while I’d gotten to enjoy the mortal realm, I had to say it was a spectacular place. Why did anyone return shadow-side when they could have all this? The bright colors and soft textures of the expansive room the incubus had gotten for us… The intoxicating mix of scents from the platters of items something called “room service” had delivered just moments ago… It was nothing short of its own sort of magic.

I’d admit the first experiences here I remembered, being shut away under brilliant lights with a prickle of poisonous metals all around, had been rather disturbing. But if I hadn’t endured that, I’d never have gotten to taste this miraculous object Thorn informed me was a breakfast sausage.

I chewed on the meaty bite, salt and savory juices mingling on my tongue, and my smile stretched wider. Yes, this world was a paradise for a devourer.

A cool quiver shot down my back at that thought, there and then gone so quickly I couldn’t have examined it even if I’d wanted to. Why should I bother with that discomfort, though? It didn’t feel as if the impression wanted to be prodded. And I had a great deal more breakfast to eat.

“And this?” I asked, tapping a heap of lumpy yellow stuff that smelled much more appealing than it looked.

Ruse glanced over and chuckled. “Scrambled eggs. I think you’ll like those too.”

The little imp we’d picked up before we’d left that last city bounded around the table. “Is there anything he doesn’t like?