Page 108 of Tempted Angel


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I make him dizzy.

His hands glide up my thighs, and he looks up at me. “I’m going to eat your pussy now, Dove.”

I can’t help the moan that flies out of my throat.

But Axe doesn’t move.

His hands don’t inch closer. He doesn’t bring his mouth to me.

Not until I give him the smallest nod.

The most wicked smile I’ve ever seen spreads his mouth as he lifts my leg and throws it over his shoulder.

And I scream when he buries his face in me. He doesn’t focus his attention anywhere in particular, instead hopping from lips to clit to opening, as if he wants to sample every part of me.

He pulls away, and I have to keep myself from pushing his head back. “I fucking knew you’d taste sweet as nectar, Dove.” He dives back in, this time spreading my lips with two fingers to focus on my clit.

I’m rocking back and forth on his face when a steely grip digs into my hip. I look down, and he’s staring up at me, shaking his head.

I almost come at the sight.

He pulls away. “I don’t need your help, little demon,” he says before sucking my clit into his mouth and bathing it in languishing circling strokes.

It comes so fast, I didn’t know it was happening until I’m clawing the walls and screaming.

Axe steadies my hips as I roll them uncontrollably.

I don’t just see stars.

I am stars, exploding, forming rocky bodies and planets… galaxies. Axe rips me open, and I’m being rebuilt atom by atom.

Distantly, I’m aware of yelling, growling, crashing. I don’t know what it is, and I don’t care. There is only Axe, and this inconceivable pleasure.

When I’m sure the waves of ecstasy are going to fade, they ramp up again and another impossible orgasm wrecks me.

I’m howling, crying, trying not to die as my body quakes and bucks.

Finally, it lets up. The pleasure ebbs out.

I glance down. The lower half of Axe’s beautiful face is buried in me, upper half staring into my soul. It’s the darkest look I’ve seen from him yet. Not just desire and need. I’ve seen that plenty of times.

There’s something different swirling in his gaze. And it looks a lot like possessiveness. Ownership.

He pulls away, not bothering to wipe me off his mouth. “I didn’t think you could top what I imagined you’d be like. But you certainly did, Dove.”

He reaches fully into his pants and adjusts himself once more. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some heirs to straighten out.

Axe stands and leaves his bedroom. Leaves me to deal with the post-nut downward spiral.

“You were supposed to wait for all of us, you selfish fuckface!” Enzo yells.

I don’t need to hear anything more about that argument and head to my room to shower.

Under the hot spray, every thought I knew was coming crashes into me like a chargingcarnichirone.

What did I do?

Gave a part of myself to a demon for information. Well, the promise of information. The promise of help.

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