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Cassius groans in his throat as I press my palm to his chest and push him back, keeping my other hand over his growing hard-on, and I feel around seeing if I can tell. He must know exactly what I am trying to do, because he grabs my wrists and pulls my hand away, trapping it to his chest.
“Not so fast, Raven. I’m not easy like the other devils. I’m not a toy to be played with.” He leans in and snags my bottom lip between his, sucking it into his mouth as he lifts me off my feet. “You’re going to let me play with you for a bit. You’re not the only one who’s curious.”
Damn. He did not just say what I think he did. And I’m fully prepared to let him have his way. I don’t know what it is about this moment, but if Cassius wants to finally progress things beyond kissing, then I will let him do what he wants. How can I resist a devil with two cocks? I can’t even resist a devil with one.
I let him lift me off my feet only to set me on the edge of his bed. He gets to his knees, looking as if he’s just going to burn my clothes off, but I snatch his wrist this time, stopping him.
“You talk as if you know what you’re doing. Shouldn’t I be the one in control? You can call me daddy.” It takes everything in me to keep a straight face.
My comment shocks him senseless, and he opens and closes his mouth. He goes from lusty to flustered in a matter of seconds, and I devour every second of his uncertainty.
“Or if you prefer, you can just be my sub. Let me tell you what to do. And once you have been a really good boy, we can switch.” I graze my fingers along his jawline and down his neck until I grab the front of his shirt. Lifting his arms, he lets me pull it off of him.
“You would love that, wouldn’t you? Which means...fuck no. I’m not going to be your good boy. I’m a fucking devil of a man, and I plan to prove it.” Cassius grabs my knees, easing my legs open, and stares at the flesh of my body.
He drinks in the sight of me without any panties. It’s a hit or miss whether or not I wear them these days, depending on if anyone helps me. It’s easier to just tug a dress over my head. I don’t have to worry about if the damn stretchy pants fit.
“Then prove it. You’re acting as if you don’t know what to do. Do you need me to show you what I like?” I shift my knees until I plant my feet to his chest and kick him hard enough to send him on his ass.
He play-growls, flashing his devil form at me, but I hold my hand up and get him to stay in his spot. Scooting back on the bed, I rest against his pillows and bend my knees, reaching forward to slowly graze my fingers over myself. I’m not as good as one of my toys, but this isn’t about bringing me pleasure. It’s about showing Cassius what he really wants to see. It’s about getting him all worked up until he can’t control his devil any longer. He’s already claimed me as his vocally. I want him to do the same physically. I want to claim him too.
“I want to learn for myself. That is my job from now on. I don’t need you to tell me. You will just let me discover every inch of you on my own.” Cassius steps forward, resting his palms on the edge of his bed, still not climbing onto it. He’s waiting for me to agree and invite him to join me. But I won’t.
“No. Sometimes a woman just has to do things for herself.” I smile, my cheeks hurting with the gesture. Sucking in my lip between my teeth, I trace circles over my body, following the seam of my lips until I reach my piercing. “Plus, I already have a little decoration to show you the perfect place to start. So you’re just going to have to wait. Watch and take notes. I’m sure Dante will test you.”
Holy shit. The low grumble of a growl escaping his lips turns me on more so than him watching me. It zings right to my clit, sending shockwaves through me.
Cassius tugs off his pants, standing at the edge of the bed. I watch as he pulls them down and shows off his impeccable body to me. He remains in his human form, and I’m a bit disappointed not seeing the double stacked cocks. But still, he’s huge, sexy as hell, and surprisingly smooth. He must’ve taken notes from Dante first. Maybe Kase. I doubt he would’ve listened to Lucian.
I glide my tongue across my bottom lip. “Come lay next to me.”
Cassius finishes stripping completely, but he doesn’t join me. He shakes his head and smirks at me, continuing to stand at the edge of the bed. “Not until you finish teaching me. I’m better at observing first. I want to see you make yourself come.”
He’s about to prove that I’m all talk. Now I can’t let him. I have just as much pride as he does that I’m not going to back down. If he wants me to masturbate to completion in front of him, then I’ll do it.
“I need some entertainment. I’m used to toys. They’re the only thing that can compare to the pleasure ignited in me by the devils.” My breathing comes in pants, and I close my eyes, listening as Cassius shifts and puts his weight on the edge of the bed.
“What about a little power instead?” The bed bounces under his weight, and Cassius surprises me by giving a little shock of power to my ring, sending it vibrating.
I gasp and grab the blankets, the sensation stealing my breath.
“Open your eyes. You asked for entertainment, so let me entertain.” Cassius’s voice deepens, the huskiness new and inviting. He’s never sounded so alluring and hypnotic before. The Hell that got into him has really done something magical. We’ve always had a hot and cold relationship, but now? I feel as if I’m on fire. My whole body craves him on a level I’ve been denying.
I do as he asks, fluttering my eyes open to see him kneeling on the edge of the bed. He summons lube in one hand and slicks it over his cock, gliding his fingers in quick, desperate motions. It’s like he doesn’t want to drag it out. He wants to experience pleasure. He wants to experience me, but he’s just as prideful as I am. We’re going to torture each other until we can no longer take it.
“Show me both of them. I’m not afraid of your devil form.” I continue to wiggle, shifting my hips as the vibration continues, making it hard to speak without moaning.
“Are you sure? I know it’s not...mortal.” Cassius swallows, his Adam’s apple popping with his nerves.
And there is nothing I love more than making a devil nervous.
I open my mouth to respond, but an orgasm shocks through me, and I arch my back, falling against the mattress with a scream of pleasure. I gasp and pant, trying to focus on Cassius. It’s useless as I’m trapped in vibrating bliss, my mind turning to mush.
I set Cassius off, and he comes, hitting me across my legs. If Dante were here, he’d tease him for bad aim. If the devils aren’t in me, they usually love squirting across my boobs or ass.
Cassius grunts, quickly picking up the blanket to clean me off. “You get to me too much. I couldn’t—”
Reaching out, I grab him by the dick and pull him closer. There’s no fucking way I’m allowing him to apologize for getting off by watching me get off. I love it. I want to see him do it again and again. Wouldn’t be the first time a devil made it rain in such away.
