The Lure of the Devil (The Demons' Muse #4) - Auryn Hadley Page 0,134

pull his shirt over his head. "Because I think you need to eventually paint one of me without the hood. And I'm not closing the door." Then he grabbed the sides of my shirt, easing it upwards. "I'm so tempted to make you hold either side of that window and hope no one looks in."

Too bad for him, I'd been on the outside of this house a few times too many. I knew the tree would obscure most of the view, but that was enough to give me the courage to slip out of my shirt and back toward the window, working my pants slowly down my hips with each step.

"I think Satan likes to show off," I teased.

He followed, unbuttoning his pants. "I think the Devil is tempting me to try."

Bending quickly, I dropped my pants and turned for the window, reaching back to unhook my bra. I shrugged that off and left it where it dropped, then did exactly what he suggested. Completely naked, I spread my arms just past shoulder-width to brace against either side of the tall, arched window. Behind me, I heard his pants fall open, then his hands found my waist, slowly making their way higher.

"You are so beautiful," he whispered against my ear. "And you are mine, but I am also yours."

Then his hands found my breasts, each one teasing my nipples until they were so tight they ached. Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back, finding his shoulder right behind me while giving him complete control. Nick's lips moved down to the side of my neck, and from the open door, I could hear the sounds of the guys moving around the house, but I didn't care.

"What I wouldn't give for my wings and tail," Nick breathed as he pushed his hips against my ass.

His dick settled into that cleft, and he ground his body against mine. Damn, but he was already hard, and I could feel my body responding. This was my demon. Mine, and I wanted to let the entire world know. I didn't care if they saw. If he thought I was beautiful, then it meant I was. Even when I gasped and squirmed at the sensations from his hands playing with my nipples just right.

"Nick," I begged.

"Tell me," he demanded.

I turned my head just enough to see him. "Treat me like you did Sam?"

He slid his hands lower, giving up the sweet torment. "I don't want to hurt you, dove."

So I pushed my ass back to slide across the length of his dick. "I am immortal now. I'm tired of being babied."

"Oh, I'm going to fuck you so hard," he growled before shoving his knee between my legs and forcing them open.

Inside my head, I shouted, Yes! And when his hand closed on the side of my neck, tilting my face upward, I actually moaned. There was nothing sexier to me than a man who took charge, and this? Nick wasn't really a man, not the way I thought of that word. He was all demon, and I had a feeling he was about to show me exactly what that meant.

His other hand slipped down, teasing my belly as it moved lower. Then his fingers dove between my folds to find that bundle of nerves and he pressed, holding me before him while he thrust his dick against my ass. Each time he did, it shoved my pussy deeper against his hand, feeling so good. The sight of the cars driving past and the students walking just in front of our house made me feel like I was doing something naughty, and that only drove me higher.

If anyone glanced through the window, they'd see me held by a man so beautiful they wouldn't be able to look away. Me, the girl who always thought she was nothing, was the one being shown off like a trophy, and all because I'd asked. Even this, right here, was under my command, and this man was completely and totally mine.

Then he let go of my clit to grab himself, and a moment later, I felt the head of his dick slide across my asshole and lower. He took his sweet time about it, every movement like some dare for me to moan. When he finally found my entrance and pressed in, I did, even as I pushed back to take him in deeper.

The sound Nick made was worth it. Then he pulled back and slammed his dick into me