My blood heated again.Melek?—
I told him that I wanted to tie you up and watch him take you, he went on before I could finish my thought.Now he’s fucking me while thinking about your sweet pussy, angel.
I gasped, his crass words utterly unexpected.Melek.
Gods, it makes me so fucking hard thinking about him being inside you. About me caressing you, praising you for taking our king, and ensuring you feel worshipped while he desecrates your body.
My thighs clenched, my lips parting in shock at the vivid commentary. Melek had flirted with me before, but never like this. Never so bluntly. Soerotically.
I can’t hold back much longer, little angel,he murmured, the sensuality in his mental tones causing my nipples to bead in response.I need you to know what I intend to do to you. How I plan to please you. The future we’re headed toward together as us, and with Ty.
I shook my head, not caring at all that he couldn’t actually see me.Lucifer hates me.
Does he?Melek asked, a breathy quality to his voice.Or is he just scared of what you might mean to him?
I swallowed, still in denial about everything he was saying. Every hot emotion he awoke inside me.This is insanity.
Then it’s right,he whispered back to me.Pleasure isn’t meant to be sane. That would be oh so boring, Cami. Pleasure should ignite an inferno inside you. Burn you. Makeyou question your very existence because all you can feel is euphoria so heavy you can hardly breathe.
My chest ached in response to his description, my lungs ceasing to function.Melek…
That’s it, little angel,he praised.You feel it, don’t you? The flames. The intensity. The power brought on by enigmatic sensations.
His words morphed into a groan I felt through every inch of my being, his mounting rapture rippling through my existence and sucking me in with him.
I gripped the seat beneath me, needing to remind myself that I wasn’t there. I wasn’t him. But, oh, I felt like I was him. I felteverything.
Lucifer’s thrusts.
His growls rumbling against Melek’s chest.
I could practically see them fucking in the bed, Lucifer deep inside Melek as they faced one another.
He’s fisting my cock,Melek moaned into my mind.Stroking me in time with his punishing pace. Gods, I wish you were here with us, little angel. All wrapped up in my ribbons. Panting. Begging us to take your pussy together.
I crossed my legs, my core throbbing with renewed need. All I could feel was Melek’s pleasure. All I could hear was his pants. All I could think about was what Lucifer was doing to him.
Hot.
Hard.
Masculine.
Energy.
Fuck,Melek groaned.Ty’s using me just like he wants to use you.
I shivered, my forbidden dreams haunting my thoughts. Every evening, I woke up aroused. Ready.Wet. All because of Lucifer’s big, strong body overwhelming mine.
It didn’t make any sense.
But I couldn’t stop thinking about him.
His heat. His strength. His exotic appeal.
He’s thinking about you,Melek went on, causing my nails to bite into my leather chair.
Or was it a bench?
