Page 38 of Demon Kept


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“Fine,” I bit out a moment before I clasped Vorx’s length with both hands. Oh, he was hot. So hot. And hard. And long.

His arms banded around my shoulders and pressed me closer to his chest. Not enough to confine my movement, but enough to lean my forehead on his upper abs and watch what I was doing. His cock bobbed and twitched with each stroke, the head turning darker by the second.

A groan echoed through his chest. I grinned and picked up my pace. He bucked into my hands with increasing urgency. I removed one hand and gently squeezed his impressive balls.

Then, I let go.

“All warm,” I chirped, patting his hip. “Time to let me go.”

I made the mistake of tipping my head back to look up at him.

His gaze narrowed on me, and he slowly shook his head as one of his hands slid from my shoulder down to my ass. He cupped the cheek and gave it a kneading squeeze.

“This is still cold. Take your pants off, Shelby. They’re preventing you from warming.”

He tilted his head as if considering something.

“Underwear, too, so they stay clean.”

CHAPTERFIFTEEN

My eyesnearly popped out of my head.

“I don’t know what you think is going to happen, but I’m not taking off my clothes.” I turned to look at Turik, feeling more than a little panicked. “I’m not having sex.”

Turik, who’d been watching us while he fed the fire, shot Vorx an annoyed glare before focusing on me.

“Vorx will only warm you. But even then, having his cock nestled against the curve of your pretty ass, especially if you wiggle, will likely push him too far.” Turik shrugged lightly. “I had the same problem when you fell asleep on me. I didn’t mean to come in your hair, but having your breath warm me there simply felt too good.”

Did Turik seriously want me to believe that just holding me naked would be enough to make Vorx come? Based on Turik’s expression, yes.

The open admission and frank acknowledgment of what would happen calmed my panic and stroked my ego more than it should have. Inside, I preened just a little, which only encouraged me more.

I turned back to Vorx and considered him and his suggestion for a moment.

“Let me get this straight. I’m supposed to take my pants off all in the name of warming me up, but it will probably result in you coming on me. That about right?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t really see where the benefit is to me. I’m warm enough.” But even as I said it, I reached for my leggings and started tugging them down along with my underwear. Though I would never admit it aloud, there absolutely was a benefit. It was called fun-sexy-time, and it had been far too long since I felt sexy or desired.

As soon as I had everything down, Vorx spun me around and lifted me with one arm banding my waist and the other under my breasts. He groaned at the first contact of skin on skin, and I did a little too. His heat licked at my skin in more than one way as he nestled his cock between my cheeks. The hand at my waist slid down to my hip so he could press against me more firmly.

I blinked at Turik, who was watching us.

“Yep,” I managed in a raw whisper. “He’s warming my backside.”

Turik’s mouth twitched a little, and his gaze went to the blanket draped over my shoulders which was now gaping to give him a view of everything.

“Loosen your hold, Vorx. She is still bruised there and needs more care.”

Vorx’s hold immediately slackened, and I slipped down a little in his grip. The hand on my ribs skidded along my skin until it caught on my breast. I squirmed in his hold as a jolt of heat flared to life inside me, unintentionally rubbing against his hard length still wedged against my backside.

He grunted and shuttled his hips forward with a harsh rasp. The gentle way he held me, along with his obvious wish for more contact, goaded me, and I arched back. His low chuckle brought a small smile to my face, and I set my hands on his forearms.

“Pretty, cold, Shelby,” he whispered close to my ear. “I will warm you.”

He slid his hand from my hip to cup me between the legs, positioning me more securely against his torso. The heat of his hand branded me, bolting to my core. My lips parted in surprise, and my pulse sped.

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