Immortals After Dark 10 - Demon From the Dark

flesh, by her glistening folds. He wanted to tell her she was beautiful, again felt frustration that he couldn't.
    When he caressed her there, she quivered against his fingers. He gazed up at her. "Kiss?"

Chapter 19

    Oh, yes, kiss!
    The demon knelt in the water before her, like some wicked god of virility. His horns had straightened and grown duskier as they flared back from his head. His thick hair was drying to a dark blond threaded with golden strands, as if it'd been lightened by the sun. His body seemed to have grown even larger, his muscles bulging everywhere.
    Her brawny demon protector was pierced, tattooed, and sinful .
    And he was gazing between her legs with a transfixed expression, until she was squirming. "Malkom, kiss ."
    He licked his lips in such a feral display of lust, she shivered. Though she was convinced he'd never taken a woman with his mouth, he was heading that way now, leaning in. She felt his breath against her, his firm lips following.
    When he gave a testing lick, she held her breath. He'd definitely never done this. Would he like--
    "Carrow!" he ground out, rocking his hips, thrusting into the water. Then he set upon her, hungrily licking her up and down, groaning against her.
    "Yes, Malkom! More ..." She knew demon males loved when females guided them by their horns, but when she grasped his, he wrenched his head back with a violent shake, loosing her hands. He cast her a warning look so ominous that she swallowed. "S-sorry, demon."
    Still he glowered. Biting her bottom lip, she began petting her breasts for him. Ah, Hekate, she could tell that pleased him.
    Mollified, he settled back in. When his tongue snaked over her throbbing clitoris, she cried out and he stilled.
    "No, more, more . Keep going!"
    Her back arched when he made a second foray there. Another firm flick came, then another. "Oh, yes!" she cried, surrendering completely, wantonly rolling her hips up to the demon's mouth.
    When he began thrusting his forefinger as he licked, she mindlessly murmured, "You clever demon. It's so good, it's so ..." Her head fell back. The tension built and built, the coil tightening.
    The feel of his thick finger exploring, his wonder, his strong tongue.
    "Alton, ara," he grated against her. Come, female. But this time the phrase had a completely different meaning. It was a command uttered by a dangerous male who expected her to obey him.
    Malkom had planned to feast on her luscious sex until he tasted her coming against his mouth.
    She was about to, was undulating to ride his finger and tongue, stealing any control he'd thought he possessed.
    Last, Slaine! He feared he'd embarrass himself with her again.
    The bud at her apex was sensitive--working his tongue over it made her squeeze her breasts more urgently, made her moans louder. So he circled her there over and over, gazing up at her face.
    With glittering eyes, she met his gaze, panting as he plunged his finger inside her channel.
    Between licks, he said, " Alton, Carrow!"
    To see a female coming, my female ... to taste it.
    Suddenly, she bucked, her body spasming as she rocked to his tongue. She screamed, "Malkom!"
    He gave a desperate groan when he felt her little sheath gripping his finger again and again, as if sucking it deeper. Once he tasted her orgasm, he licked in ecstasy, growling with pride and pleasure.
    "Ah, demon, yes!"
    I wrought this from her. She was so beautiful like this, her body amazing him. She was made for me alone.
    Eventually she pushed his head away though he still laved. Against his will, he surrendered his prize.
    When he stood, trapping her body against the wall, his shaft strained between them. He'd never known it could pain him like this. "Sex, ara !" The water running over his heated skin was somehow arousing him even more.
    "N-no, Malkom," she said between breaths.
    Why can I not mate her? He'd pleasured her hard. He wanted to seize her breasts from behind, holding her steady as he planted his cock into her, deep where he'd licked her softness--
    She pressed her mouth to his chest, her tongue darting against his pierced nipple.
    His eyes widened. Would she reciprocate? When she brushed her lips lower, his heart thundered so loud he knew she could hear it.
    At last! To know what this felt like....
    He turned to lean back against the wall. With her collar in his hand, he guided her to kneel between his legs. "Kiss," he commanded in Anglish. She dutifully nuzzled the hair just below his navel, pressing her