Steal the Night (Thieves #5)(18)

I wasn’t about to stop. I was enjoying myself. “You are not allowed to come until I say so.” Turnabout was fair play. I loved the way his balls curled up, ready to shoot off at any minute. Rising up a little, I sucked the cream lubricating the head of his cock like it was a particularly good ice cream cone. “Besides I need to prove I’m not repressed, Dev.”

“You’re very liberated, my lover,” Dev agreed readily. “You might be the most liberated woman I’ve ever met. Do you know what liberated women like? Penetration.”

I laughed against his skin and he moaned at the sensation. “Is that what liberated women want?”

My * was about as soaked as it was going to get. I was feeling hot and ready to lower myself onto him. Picking the condom up, I opened it and started to work it down his cock. I had never actually provided this service for Dev. He was an expert and could roll a condom on before I even knew he had one. I was a little less knowledgeable. I tugged and rolled while Dev patiently waited through my ministrations. I finally pronounced it done and heard him sigh.

“Thank the goddess,” he breathed out. “If I survive the night it will be a miracle. Between Daniel’s bite and your sexual dominance, I think I’m going to die of pleasure.”

I straddled him again, positioning my knees on either side of his hips and looking down on his gorgeous face. I ran my fingers through his hair and loved the way he closed his eyes and sighed.

“It would be a fitting way for you to go,” I said and remembered what I owed him. I was his dominant this time. It was a little game we enjoyed free from anything heavy, but there were rules. One of the rules was the dominant always let the submissive know how much she enjoyed him. “God, Dev, I love everything about you.”

He smiled and I knew he’d been waiting to see if I would remember. Daniel and I tended to be quiet during sex, letting our actions speak for us, but Dev was trying to break us of the habit. He liked to talk. He liked to talk about the sex and the pleasure and what he felt.

“You’re so beautiful, my husband.” I lowered my * onto his stiff cock. He stayed still, letting me work my way down, letting me push him inside me inch by inch. He filled me up and stretched me, every centimeter an exquisite sensation. “I’m never happier than when you’re inside me.”

And he was. I moved up and down slowly, finding that spot deep inside me that felt like heaven with every stroke. I bit my lip, unable to talk now, focused solely on pushing myself over the edge. My every sense narrowed to the sweet pressure building. I was so selfish in that moment, needing to use him, needing to know he was here and he was mine. The only sounds were our breath and the increasingly urgent slap of flesh against flesh.

“Touch me, Dev.” I was so close. I just needed a little bit more.

He didn’t play or pretend. He knew exactly what I needed and he gave it to me. I rolled my hips against him as he rubbed my swollen clitoris with his thumb and I came forcefully. I ground myself against him, prolonging the pleasure before finally collapsing onto his chest.

I was drained for the second time that night, but this was sweet. This was heaven.

“My goddess?” Dev was still achingly hard inside me, and he had been a very obedient boy.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, baby,” I said, realizing my oversight. “You can come. I’m good now. Take over and do your worst.”

He lifted me up, never breaking our connection. He swept his hand across his desk and everything went flying. I was suddenly on my back and he wasted no time. He pounded into me.

“Did you enjoy that, lover?” Dev asked, his voice harsh with need. “I did. You should know that while I found the experience pleasurable, I have no intention of giving up my position permanently. You’re my little pleasure slave. You’re my sweet little submissive.”

“I am.” I spread myself farther, denying him nothing.

He pumped away, shoving his cock in as far as it would go only to pull back and start again. “I want you to do that to our vampire, though. I want to see how long he’ll last under that sweet mouth of yours when he’s not in control. I bet he won’t last a minute, wife.”

Then he was past the talking stage. He was fully focused on one thing as his head fell forward and his body began to shake. He leaned forward until his pelvic bone hit my clit with every forceful thrust. My hands found that perfectly muscled ass of his, and I urged him on because I was coming again. I held him against me and pushed forward as he groaned and ground himself against me. He pumped out his release and fell on top of me.

After a long soft moment, his head came up. Sleepy eyes stared down at me. “Are you all right now, Zoey?”

His hands stroked my face as he asked, and I knew he realized there was more to my story.

“I feel a hundred percent better, Devinshea,” I answered with perfect honesty for the first time in the last hour.

He stood up and disposed of the condom before lifting me into his arms and settling us back on the chair. He cuddled me against his chest and I buried my head in his neck.

“I wish you would tell me what happened.” He kissed the top of my head.

“I did.” I was back to lying. “I just got scared. It’s going to happen soon, isn’t it?”

His arms tightened around me. “I’m afraid so. I feel it coming faster than I want. When we started this, I just wanted it to be over and now that this fight is staring me in the face, I want to hide from it. Zoey, I don’t know what happens…after our time on this plane is done. I only promise you this; if I go first, I will wait for you. If there is any way, I’ll find it and I will wait.”