Page 242 of Sky’s Edge

Mm-hm.

He was in his jammies.

Or…the bottoms of them.

Again, nice.

When he saw me, his eyes turned pitch and his expression turned hungry.

“You love to torture me, don’t you?” he asked.

“Whatever do you mean?” I asked coyly, and oh yes, I hitched a hip and jutted out my breasts, striking a pose.

He grunted.

Totally, the whole cavemale thing was attractive.

I went to him, got the wine he’d poured for me and climbed into bed with it.

Hurley jumped up with me.

Tanyn settled beside us, his back to the headboard, his long legs stretched out in front of him.

“I’m thinking of replacing this bed with a hover bed,” I shared after taking a sip of wine.

“Why?” he asked.

“Because, when you move at night, it moves with you, and when it senses you’ve woken, you can program it to rock you back to sleep. I slept on one when I was at Capice Point, and it was mega.”

“They’re shit when you fuck.”

Interesting.

“Really?”

“The bed moving with you takes the power out of the thrust.”

I frowned. “Aleksei and Laura have one at the penthouse, and she never complained.”

“Yes. But they have shifter sex. We have demon sex.”

I sipped again and did not get into the fact that I’d had sex with species other than demons, and I didn’t find much different about the process.

Of course, demons liked a dose of pain with their pleasure, and it could get mildly bloody and violent.

Though, I could say Tanyn had extraordinary power in his hips.

Mm.

Not addressing any of that, I asked, “Is there a difference?”

“Never had a session with another species who can take as sound a fucking as you.”

Ignoring his mention of having sex with other females (necessarily) and flipping my hair off my shoulder, I preened.

And got another smile from my male.

“Your Denti-Clean was delivered. Now we need to sort some clothes for you to leave down here,” I told him.