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He strolled back in like I hadn't broken all the rules. My heart gave a painful flip as I saw what he was holding. He had a tray with food on it. Omelette, hash browns, and bacon. It all smelled heavenly. He placed it on the bed next to me and then climbed onto the bed.
"Good morning," he said with a soft smile. Alarms went off in my head, but I pushed them away. It was okay, we were friends, friends can have sleepovers, right?
"Morning," I mumbled, feeling suddenly shy. I pushed a strand of hair behind my ear and met his eyes. "You cooked all of this for me?"
He shrugged and said, "No, but I'm pretty good with a phone."
Laughter bubbled up as I picked up a slice of bacon. "Where's yours?"
"I'm not a breakfast person," he replied, and I realized there was a lot about him I didn't know. I knew the things that made him moan in bed and the stuff that got him hot, but outside of that, did I really know him past being the owner of a supernatural club?
"That's crazy, breakfast is the most important meal of the day, right next to lunch and dinner," I said, then took a large bite of the omelette, chewing thoughtfully before I added, "and of course you can't forget snack time."
His brows went up, and he chuckled. "Looks like we have to make sure you eat."
My throat closed up as my gaze snapped to his. That sounded way too close to boyfriend material. "Lex—"
"Hey, it was a joke, no strings," he said, propping his hands behind his head as he laid back on the bed. His ab muscleslengthened and flexed as he stretched across the soft mattress. "But if you want to hang around, we're friends, right?"
"Of course." I smiled and finished off my eggs.
"Are you hunting the demon prince?" he asked, his face serious as he changed topics.
"He might be involved with a girl some runners found dead, or so I'm told. That’s dangerous to the human population." I shrugged. It was my job, it was what I did, my entire existence was to hunt demons. The fact he was a prince didn't change my orders.
"Bellamy can cause quite a bit of chaos if he is trying to," Lex replied. "But I'm not sure it's him that is causing the issues that have been happening. And he doesn’t really seem like a killer."
I leaned back against his headboard, my hand over my full stomach. "What do you mean?"
"I just hear things," he said, looking up at me.
His hair looked more like strawberry blonde in the light, and his beard had a red tint to it. He styled all of it, even though he hadn't gotten ready other than that. My eyes skimmed over his chest and the tattoos that I didn't pay attention to normally. They looked like shadows painted over his skin, creating different images of animals. A large cat was curled along his side, and a snake wrapped around his shoulder and across his chest. They appeared so lifelike that I reached across the space to touch them in a way I never had before. It was like I was seeing him for the first time.
Goosebumps erupted beneath my fingers, and I glanced up at his face. "What things do you hear?" I was getting distracted.
"A few demons have banded together into a larger group," he said, and I paused in my exploration as I took that news in. I had thought the three demons at once last night had been a fluke, but they had seemed like they were working together. What if they were a part of this group? "They don't come into the club."
"How do you know about it?" I was sure he had answered that already, but really, who could concentrate with his body on display in front of them? Not this girl. I removed the tray on my lap and placed it on the bedside table before I straddled him, my hands finding the art adorning his already sculpted from God's body again.
His long fingers danced along my sides as I traced each intricate line of the lioness. At least I was pretty sure it was a lion of some kind. His warm palms ran over my breasts, his thumbs and forefinger plucked at my nipples, causing me to rub against him.
"Pixies talk," he replied anyway as he leaned up and ran his tongue over my sensitive skin, blowing out cool air to make my nipples even harder. I groaned as I pressed down along his stiff length.
"Tell me everything," I gasped. If we were talking about work, then this could be considered working, right?
His hot mouth traveled along my collarbone and up my neck as his arms wrapped around me. "They say that the demons are looking for a way to open a permanent portal to our world. If there is a dead girl, they may be trying sacrifices."
I could barely focus on his words as he urged me to rub over his silky pants. I was sure I was leaving behind a giant wet spot, but if he didn't care, neither did I. He nipped just below my ear, and I moaned almost in sync with him as his cock settled between my legs, his clothing the only thing separating us.
"That isn't possible, is it? Them making a permanent portal?" I asked, forcing the question out. The other half of his comment wasn’t surprising, demons weren’t the good guys.
"I've heard rumors that they might have a way." He kissed my jawline, then his lips were finally on mine. His beard reminded me that my chin was still sensitive from the previous night, but I would deal with that later.
Need surged through me, and I reached for his pajama bottoms, lifting off of him enough to free him from the confines. Then I lined him up to my entrance and sank down onto his hard length. I sat on him, adjusting to his cock seated as deep as he can go. Small pulses sent tiny shots of pleasure through me as he flexed his dick inside of me until I couldn't take it anymore, and I moved on him.
This felt different from normal. It was slow and sensual. Full of soft kisses and low moans. We took our time seeking our pleasure, enjoying the journey. It gave the idea of making love and not just fucking, and although I should be wary of it, I embraced it.
Satisfaction unlike any I've experienced before spread through me, urging me toward my orgasm. I felt it building each time I moved over him. This position hit my clit perfectly with each stroke, and I could feel it building as my breasts grew heavy and a tingle started in my spin. A feeling of lightheadedness filled me moments before I exploded, tossing me in wave after wave of pleasure. When I came back to myself, Lex was cradling me in his arms, like someone precious to him.
