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I snorted.

His chest rumbled. “Take the blanket off and let me watch you, Tater-tot.” It wasn’t a command—and even if it had been, he knew I wouldn’t obey him without questioning.

A breathless laugh escaped me. “Not going to happen, Riffraff.

The idea was appealing, though.

Really, really appealing.

Lust swelled around me at the thought, and my body started moving again, just barely.

And once that thought was in my head, I couldn’t get it out.

I finally huffed out a breath and threw my half of the blanket further down the bed, then grabbed Rafael’s arm. He turned it in my grip, catching my hand in his and threading his fingers through mine.

His eyes devoured my bare lower half, and my hips jerked as he took another deep breath of my lust.

“Open your thighs,” he growled.

I forced them open, one of my legs draping over Rafael’s. His tail wrapped around my calf, the firm ridges along the length of it digging lightly into my skin.

“Give me the vibrator.”

I didn’t want to give in easily… but I wanted him to continue taking control.

So, I handed it over.

“No more touching,” I warned, my chest still rising and falling quickly.

“I won’t.” Rafael dragged the tip of the vibrator over my clit before he found my entrance far too easily. Dipping it in my slickness, he eased it just an inch inside me. “You look so damn good like this. Open wide for me, dripping wet with the lust that tastes so fucking sweet.”

My entire body froze as he slowly filled me with it. My breathing grew ragged, and I trembled.

He slid it out a little, and then back in.

My hips rocked along with it, and he continued to move it. “Shit,” I breathed, as he hit a sensitive spot inside me. My hips jerked, and he repeated the motion, finding it perfectly.

“Let go, Tater-tot. Climax for me,” he commanded.

The pleasure cut through me sharply, and I cried out. Rafael inhaled my lust again and again, drinking it in.

I moaned as I collapsed back on the bed. “Why are you so good at that? I don’t even want to know how many times you’ve done this with someone else.”

He chuckled, his voice low and rumbly. “Demons rarely have sex with humans. When we drink their lust, we take it away. And there are so few demons, we don’t make it a habit to hook up with someone more than once a century or so.” He took in another deep breath of my lust, and more replaced it just as fast. He was still holding the vibrator between my thighs, and letting me squeeze the shit out of his hand too.

Plus, his tail was wrapped around my leg.

I kind of liked that.

I blinked up at the ceiling, thinking back to the way he had affected Sophie, Hector, and Miley when he accidentally drank their emotions. They had gone neutral—it hadn’t turned them on, and the emotions certainly hadn’t come back right away. Sucking away someone’s lustwouldmake it difficult to have sex. “I didn’t put that together.”

“Many people don’t.” He inhaled again, and I watched the vibrant red smoke regenerate once more. “How often did you share a bed with someone, before you were mine?”

The way he phrased that almost made me smile.

Then again, the orgasms also helped on that front.

“Rarely. I had a boyfriend for a few months while I was in culinary school, so there was plenty of sex, but I didn’t get off every time. Or even most of the time. I was trying to figure out how to break up with him when he broke up with me.”

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