Garden of Serpents (The Demon Queen Trials #3)(65)

His unwavering gaze locked on me. “Because being without you was the same maddening grief of loss. I realized that in the weeks after I kicked you out. I need you. I wasn’t really free of the dungeon until you brought me out. You set me free. And I had to take the risk to see if you’d still accept me, all of me.”

“And I do.”

He pulled me in for another sensual kiss, and I felt my magic twining with his, vibrating over our bodies. My body was shaking with need for him. But I’d promised to draw this out, hadn’t I? Like he’d done with me so many times…

I moved down to his chin, brushing kisses over his jaw, down his throat. I felt each of his muscles tense as I moved down over his abs, then lower as he moaned my name like a prayer. I ran my hands over his glorious body, kissing, licking, nipping. His skin was a soft gold, his body gloriously muscled. A perfect warrior.

My mouth hovered over his shaft. His length stood tall and proud, an obelisk below his carved abs. I licked him once, twice. I kissed him, swirling my tongue.

His inhale was sharp and loud, fingers tightening in my hair. “Are you trying to make me snap?”

I pulled back, staring at him. “What were you saying about being an incubus?”

Orion was all done playing, and with a wild growl, he sat up, his hand cupped around the back of my neck. “I was saying that I need you naked now, succubus.”

I was straddling him, moving my hips against him. “But a succubus needs to be worshipped, love.”

“And worship you is exactly what I’m about to do.” He leaned in, his midnight voice heating my skin. “With my mouth, my hands, my cock.”

The king—my king—reached up and pulled my dress from my shoulders, exposing my breasts. Savoring the view, his gaze caressed me. “I know you want to be in control, love, but my instincts drive me to dominate you.”

My nipples were already painfully hard, and when Orion palmed them, his control seemed to fracture. My beautiful, delicately beaded dress was gone with it—ripped off, tossed onto the soil and rocks. A cool breeze slid over my naked skin.

But demons were creatures of the wild, and the dress was a thing of civilization. It had no place here between two Lilu. Our bed was the moss, and the king wanted me naked and spread out before him.

Orion’s hungry gaze slid over my body, wild with his desire. The forest air began to shift, growing heated now as the lust magic crackled between us.

The corners of his lips curled. “I must see all of my queen.” He slowly slid my underwear down my thighs, my calves. The cool forest air whispered over me, and wild need coiled tightly within me.

He was kissing me now, his mouth on my shoulders, my breasts. His lips closed over my nipples, making my back arch. His tongue swirled, his kiss devotional. With every brush of his lips and tongue, he claimed me. His mouth moved down to the hollow of my hips, and my body was on fire for him. A moan threatened to escape my lips.

When Orion spread my thighs, my body flushed. I was ready to cry out for him, my body ripe with desire.

I gripped his hair and lowered his mouth. Not a kiss this time. He raked his fangs across my inner thigh, the touch making my breath hitch. Teasing me. I wanted his mouth on me so desperately, his tongue inside me. I nearly crushed his head between my thighs.

“Now, Orion.” Not a plea this time. An order.





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ORION





I dipped my tongue into the warmth between her perfect legs.

Locked in prison as I’d been for all those years, the number of women I’d actually seduced could be counted on one hand. I’d desperately needed to feed from their lust when I escaped, but those experiences had been nothing like this. That was merely feeding, satiating a need.

This was an act of devotion, and the woman lying before me was a goddess.

I greedily inhaled the perfume of her arousal, and it enflamed me. Wisps of heated magic rose from her body, stroking me as I kissed her. Holy hells, the hellfire within threatened to consume me. Rowan’s hips circled slowly once she made contact with my face, seeking the key to unlock her climax. But I wanted to keep her on the edge for just a little while because the air was aflame, and her power surged through my veins. I pulled back for a moment, and she barked another order for more, sounding more desperate this time.

She was mine, exactly as I needed her to be.

I pulled her tighter against me, allowing me even deeper access. My tongue swirled, licked, explored while her fingers ran through my hair. Her hips bucked as she moved against me, but I held on to the top of her thighs.

“You’ll be doing this…” she hissed, “every day.” She gasped, her hips moving up and down.

If I could have spoken, I would have agreed. Magic shimmered around her, lavender and gold, hot to the touch. She was right on the brink of release…

She tilted forward so I could reach her exactly where she needed me. I slid one finger into her heat, and she clenched around it, her muscles tight. A second finger glided in. As I moved my fingers in and out, I heard her shuddering cry. The orgasm ripped through her, and I felt as if the earth were shaking beneath us, and the air sparked with heat.

Her thighs tightened around me so hard that if I’d required breathing the way mortals do, I’d have been in real trouble. Rowan held me in place, undulating in her afterglow as I kissed and kissed.