Her eyes flit to my lips, and she raises her chin, closing the distance. “Oh?”
Reaching into my back pocket, I pull out a tiny green sprig of leaves with bright red berries and hold it over our heads.
Penny bursts into laughter. She sets the leftover pizza crust on the paper plate and dusting off her fingers, “I love what you’re thinking, but that’s holly, not mistletoe.”
“You aren’t even going to humor me?” I tilt my head.
She leans forward, her wildflower perfume calling to me like a siren song as she places a chaste kiss on my lips, “I can think of another thing.”
“Is that right, Princess?” I toss the holly aside and slide my fingers along the back of her neck, then cover her mouth with mine.
Her legs fall open, her calves caging me in while her fingers tangle in my hair, nails scraping along my scalp, and sending a chill down my spine. Penny is so close I can feel the warmth from her cunt.
With a single flick of her tongue, she deepens the kiss, and cocks swell and press uncomfortably against my boxers.
“Do you think I could make one request?” She asks, pulling away to look into my eyes.
Right now, I’m willing to give her anything she wants. The heavens, if it were possible.
“Name it.” I drag my fingertip along her jaw, watching her eyelashes flutter.
“Can you shift?” Penny runs her hand over my chest to pick at the buttons of my shirt. “I want to see the real you, wings and all.”
I chuckle, covering her hand with my own, “Shifting is a little different for us demons. The feeling is a lot like letting go andembracing my more primal instincts, my powers. The last time I shifted in your presence, I was on the verge of a rut.” One brought on by her sudden heat. Those feelings were nothing compared to now.
“I trust you.”
Slowly, I let go of my human form.
SIXTEEN
Penny
Asher changes before my eyes,his demonic magic spreading across his body like an ember stripping away his mortal form and revealing the bright gold scales, the two horns above his brow.
I loose a breath as he opens his eyes, the soft blue-gray replaced with a fiery amber immediately pinning me to my seat.
“You are so handsome.” I mutter, undoing the buttons of his shirt and leaning to place a kiss on every exposed scale. “So fucking sexy.”
He chuckles, the sound cut off with a growl as I dip lower to tug his shirt free from his trousers. “Careful, Princess, you’re playing with fire.”
“Maybe that’s exactly what I want.” My hands slide back up and over his shoulders, letting his shirt fall to the floor.
Asher rolls his shoulders, and with a shimmer of magic his wings appear, nearly filling half of the kitchen.So, the whole myth about wingspan is true.
Immediately the air shifts, and he reaches down to palm my ass and then pulls me to the edge of the countertop, settling further between my legs. He runs his hands up and down my thighs, moving my dress until it’s bunching up at my hips and my thin black lace panties are visible.
“Did you wear these for me?” He asks as he drags his finger along the elastic, his knuckle brushing over my sex.
I nod, my mouth going dry at the gravel in his voice.
“Tell me.” Asher leans close until his nose brushes against mine, “Use your words.”
“I did.” I mutter, resisting the urge to kiss him, and failing as I let my bottom lip brush against his. “I wanted you to take them off of me with your teeth.”
He pulls the material further away from my skin, the cool air making it clear how wet I am for this man. “Were they expensive?”
I shake my head, and the fabric rips, his fingertips gliding up and down along the entrance of my pussy, gathering up my slick before rubbing my clit.
