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“Xero…” I breathed his name, my gaze flying to his face. “What—?”

His smile was sardonic and sad. “I spent more than twenty years in the underworld. It wasn’t all sunshine and roses.”

The words were easily spoken, but they punched right through my sternum anyway. Tears stung my eyes as I reached tentatively toward him. But Xero’s hand flashed out, quick as a striking snake, and closed around my wrist. His grip was firm, and his expression hardened for a second.

“You can touch me, Piper. I want you to touch me—but only if you can do it without pity. This is who I am. I’m not afraid of my scars anymore, and I don’t run from them.”

I found his eyes again, and I knew, somewhere deep in my soul, that he was still afraid of his scars—that he was more haunted by the past than he wanted to be.

But he was fighting his fear. And that was one of my favorite things about him.

Keeping my gaze locked on him, I nodded. His fingers slowly unwrapped from my wrist, and his expression softened again, his eyes warming. He let me run my worshipful hands over his shoulders, across his chest and stomach, and down the thick muscles of his thighs. My fingertips brushed over the bumps of his scars, but I didn’t linger on them or avoid them, simply taking in and appreciating the man in his entirety. Scars and all.

But when I reached for his cock, dropping my head to take him into my mouth, he stopped me again.

I glanced up at him, about to protest, but he shook his head, a mischievous glint in his eye.

“You can put your mouth on me, Pipes,” he murmured, echoing his earlier statement, his voice a little lower and thicker than it had been before. “In fact, I want you to. But only if I get to put mine on you too.”

My clit spasmed at his words, and a thrill of anticipation shivered through me.

Fuck yes. I can get behind this rule.

Xero must’ve seen my face light up like it was Christmas, because his soft smile widened, and he licked his lips. “Come over here, beautiful. Come sit on my face.”

Holy shit. With an invitation like that, the only ladylike thing to do was accept, right?

I moved higher up the bed and then turned around, crawling down his body until my knees were just above his shoulders and his cock was in front of my face. I looked back down through the small space between our bodies and found Xero gazing up at my pussy like he was fucking entranced.

Then he lifted his head off the bed and ran his tongue up my slit, and I lost sight of him as my head whipped back, pleasure tearing through me. He grabbed the backs of my legs just below my ass and dragged my hips toward his face, burying his tongue in my pussy before lapping at me like a cat.

My hand was shaking as I reached for his cock, fisting the base and holding it in place for my mouth. Xero was a damn god with his tongue, and the ecstasy of being touched by him for the first time made it hard to concentrate, but I channeled every bit of pleasure I was feeling into working his cock with my mouth, as if we were both made of pure electricity and this would complete the circuit. Every time he speared me with his thick, unbelievably long tongue, I sucked harder. When he fluttered the tip of his tongue over my clit, I swirled mine around the head of his cock.

He responded to every move I made, and I responded to him, until it almost felt like we were already fucking.

When I came on his face, he growled against my pussy and banded his arms around my back, pinning me down even as my hips shifted and jerked. He rode me through another orgasm, then another, and when a fourth broke over me, I screamed so loudly around his cock that I knew he felt the vibrations all the way down to his balls.

My whole body felt simultaneously relaxed and buzzed, and I renewed my efforts on his shaft, bobbing down so low that his head hit the back of my throat. I swallowed around his thick length, and he grunted. Then he tapped my ass lightly.

“Up. I need to be inside you.”

I rolled gracelessly off his body, already reaching for him as he turned and crawled up between my legs. He didn’t pause, didn’t hesitate. As his body draped over mine, his cock slid smoothly into my soaked pussy, one delicious inch at a time. He was thick, so thick, and my body stretched to accommodate his girth as we both moaned in satisfaction.

When he was fully seated inside me, he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me as he sat back, bringing me onto his lap. Our chests pressed together and our gazes locked as I rode him like that, grinding my clit against him, sinking down as hard as I could onto his cock, taking him deep inside me.

Like anything Xero did, he didn’t rush—and he didn’t let me rush either. Instead, he helped me find two more orgasms as we moved together in perfect sync, before finally letting go and chasing his own.

When he came inside me, my succubus power flared bright and strong inside me, and every thick rope of cum that pulsed from his cock made me whimper with satisfied pleasure.

He brushed my wild hair back from my face with both hands and kissed me deeply once more before laying me back down on the mattress and pulling out. He drew me into his arms, draping me partway over his body as I rested my head on his chest.

We lay there in silence for several moments, l

etting our breath and heartbeats return to normal, and I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to move again.

Hell, if I could just talk the other three guys into joining us down here, I’d never leave this room. We could blow off classes and fuck until we exploded into pure light and energy.

I traced his chest with a fingertip, brushing over both smooth and scarred skin. He watched me with a small smile on his face, even though I was sure he could see the effort it took me not to dwell on the scars. I hadn’t realized how damaged he actually was.

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