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“Where are wegoing?”
“Inside.”
Crap, just when she’dlike a few more details Kaleb hefted her higher for a moment, his cock suddenlydeeper still. Oh, yes, and oh so welcome.
The main livingroom just off the terrace was lit dimly by six large pillar candles arranged onthe mantel above the fire. They were battery operated and worked on a timer.Their fake flickering light surprisingly real looking, emitting soft romanticmood lighting.
Shaw was about toprotest as Kaleb headed further into the room. They were so not doing it on hergood couches, but he stunned her, striding past them to the large plate glassviewing window. For a moment Shaw caught their reflection, and damn, theylooked hot together. Something about the way her legs were tightly lockedaround his waist, his arms clutching her so forcefully… it would take an armyto separate them if they didn’t want to let go. Which was a weird thought, oneShaw should examine closer but a terrible thing occurred.
Kaleb lifted heroff his cock. Angels wept.
No. Shaw forced tobite her lip to keep from issuing a protest. She felt so empty without himinside her. “What..?”
Now he wasunwinding her legs from around his waist, heavens, he was strong. Her limbsfeeling a little wobbly as her feet touched down on the pale wood floors.Whatever was happening, she wasn’t liking it, until Kaleb leaned in, growlinghuskily into her ear. “Turn around. Hands on the glass.”
Refusing nevereven crossed Shaw’s mind. Turning abruptly, the glass cool under her touch, asharp contrast to the wave of heat Kaleb was generating as his hard bodypressed against her back.
She was expectinga hard and fast fucking, his lips pressing against the back of her neckunexpected. Her nipples tightening in response, her sex throbbing. From asimple kiss? Her reaction seemed out of proportion but then Shaw was too busysinking beneath a wave of sensation as Kaleb continued to press more kissesacross her shoulders. His hands swooping around to cup and lift her breasts,tweaking her nipples.
Shaw pressed herbutt back against the hard length of his cock, positive he was going to teaseher but praise Freyja, the Demon only dipped his frame slightly, the blunt headof his cock finding her needy greedy core with much appreciated finesse.Kaleb’s hands on Shaw’s hips now, holding her in place as he surged forwards.
The dim flickeringcandlelight both distorted and amplified the brightness of the twinkling citylights spread out below them. As Shaw stared at the reflection of them fucking,she was struck by how the far off glimmering lights appeared to encircle them,causing a weird halo effect. They looked like two sexy angels fucking. Her,made of shadows. Him, golden and bright.
The fucking wasfast, but not frenzied, Kaleb’s thrusts hard and deliberate. But Shaw was nopassive player in this coupling. Leaning over further, widening her stance,rocking her lower body backwards rhythmically to meet and match every thrust ofthat gorgeous cock of his. Making sure she squeezed her pussy each and everytime.
Tightening hisfingers on Shaw’s hips, Kaleb began to thrust faster. Addicted to the feel ofShaw’s core clamping down on him. Captivated by the sight of her distortedreflection in the window. Her eyes heavy lidded, her plush lips parted,savouring each and every one of his thrusts. His Demon half disappointed thatin this position and given the dim lights it could no longer see the fadingbite mark on Shaw’s neck. Something Kaleb was bloody grateful for. He didn’tknow what was going on with him, but he wasn’t going down some insanepossessive path. Fucking was for pleasure. For the moment. Never a long termproposition, certainly not for him.
That bite mark hadbeen nothing more than getting caught up in the heat of the moment. A reflex ifyou will. No way was he going to examine the fact that he’d never marked any ofhis previous sexual partners prior to Shaw.
Besides, it wouldbe beyond foolish to get attached to a Valkyrie. They weren’t made for settlingdown. Though his best friend, Galen, of course had to go and break that myth bywooing Stephanie and somehow convincing her to claim him. Huh, how stupid,Kaleb was forgetting the claiming aspect. It was a pre-requisite for ConflictDemons that the female be the one to initiate the mating ritual.
Kaleb could markShaw all day long but unless she took the first step by claiming him, he had noneed to worry that this weird streak of possessiveness, that had come out ofnowhere, would have any complicated long term consequences.
Bloody hell, heneeded to stop thinking and get with the action. He was fucking a gorgeousValkyrie, for Lucifer’s sake. It was so unlike him… no, no more thinking, fuckthe Valkyrie. Gripping Shaw’s hips tighter still, Kaleb applied himself to thetask at hand. Releasing a snarling growl as a stray thought scratched relentlesslyaway in the back of his mind. Just what would a Conflict Demon have to do toconvince a Valkyrie to claim him?
Pussy clenchingeven tighter at the primal snarl of determination Kaleb growled out, Shawslammed her lower body backwards. Savouring each and every deep thrust. She wasso close. One hand now supporting her weight against the glass, the otherreaching back, wildly clutching at Kaleb’s side, urging him on. So very closenow. She could feel the tipping point building and building. The summit wasright there, and without hesitation she flung herself off the ledge. The orgasmtearing through her like she was paper. Every nerve ending firing. Bloodsizzling. Her sex deliciously throbbing but oh so sated. Three more thrusts andKaleb was joining her. His snarl of appreciation making her laugh for somereason as she attempted to get her breathing under control.
Whew, the malegave good sex. A woman could become addicted to a steady diet of orgasms ofthat calibre… not her of course. Other women. Annoying, chatty, knew how toflirt women, who thought having a man in their life completed them or some suchbullshit.
Shaw was not, andnever would be that kind of woman. She was just in this for the sex. Yet forsome reason she found herself turning abruptly, her hand encircling Kaleb’sthroat, slamming her lips against his. It was a hot, sweaty, breathless mess ofa kiss, but somehow it worked. More than worked, as she found herself leaninginto him instead of pushing him away. One fantasy and two orgasms under herbelt should have been enough… and yet. More gratifying was the way Kalebclutched at her, his arms pulling her in tightly, devouring her mouth with his.
Grabbing Kaleb bythe upper arm she yanked him away from the pale cream sofa he was tugging her towards.No way, she wasn’t that far gone over the Demon. Nor would he be seeing herinner sanctum, her bedroom.
It was one thingto invite him to stay at her fortress of peace and quiet, fuck him on theterrace and then against the window in the living room, but her bedroom? Eventhough Shaw had the distinct impression Kaleb would appreciate what she’d donein there… wait, what? Never. Determinedly Shaw began dragging Kaleb down thecorridor in the direction of the guest room he’d slept in the previous night.
Once there, shepushed Kaleb down on to the bed, liking the way he collapsed backwardsenthusiastically, rumpled, hair tousled, naked (except for those pirate bootsand the ragged remains of the leather pants, which somehow just made him lookhotter), the edges of his lips twisting upwards ever so slightly, sensually.
She so wasn’t donewith him just yet. Climbing onto the bed, running her fingers up over Kaleb’sabs and chest, leaning in to kiss him once again. By the Sword, the Demon couldkiss, let the games continue.
Forty minuteslater, the two of them lay side by side, panting, trying to get their breathingback under control once more. Shaw not protesting as Kaleb rolled over onto hisside, pulling her in close, plastering himself to her back. Whispering low into her ear that he just needed ten minutes and he’d be good to go again beforemaking several appreciative sounds as one of his hands aimlessly caressed her.Trailing down her arm, hip, thigh, before coming to rest lightly on her raisedknee which he unconsciously patted. Muttering the word perfect, before hisbreathing abruptly shifted, it was official, he was out cold.
Perfect? Did hemean her? No one had ever accused Shaw of being that before. Rough. Blunt.Bloodthirsty. Skilled. But perfect? Nah, he had to mean the sex. Which had beenpretty stellar. Okay, okay, the best she’d ever had, but she certainly wouldn’tbe sharing that information with Kaleb, he was way too smug about his abilitiesreal and imagined as it was.
Kaleb mutteredsomething else in his sleep, too low for Shaw to catch, his hand squeezing herknee absently. She flinched automatically but there was no shooting pain, oreven the vaguest of twinges. By Freyja’s Sword, how could she have forgottenabout her knee? The bane of her existence for over a year now. The reason shewas banned from the battlefield. The reason she had been forced to accept therole as Head of the Legal Department when Stephanie had pressed it upon her.
Moving Kaleb’shand to her upper thigh, Shaw experimentally straightened out her leg, staringdown at it, baffled. Reaching down she ran her fingers over the kneecap. Oh,how could she have forgotten the Kil’tiark bandage that Kaleb had insisted uponapplying when they’d been stuck in the linen closet back at the Hotel? Sure,the webbing was perfectly camouflaged against her skin, but still, she shouldhave been aware of it. Though her knee hadn’t twinged or failed her once sincethe support bandage had been applied.
Was this theanswer to her problem?
