her nub. He flicked, repeated his previous motion, and Izzy cried
out as pleasure erupted inside her.
But Darr didn’t give her any time to recover, removing his
hand and grabbing hold of her hips before surging into her center mid-climax.
Izzy screamed as ecstasy erupted inside her, blurring her
vision and making her weak for a long moment. She was aware of Darr moving,
rocking, and shallowly thrusting behind her. Working her body back up to a
state of desperation in record time.
“Oh,” she moaned as he sank deeper again. Her hips
reflexively rolled backward, into him, as her senses came back to her. “Mmm,”
she hummed, her hands digging into the sheets beneath her.
Darr leaned over her again, releasing one hip in order to
balance his weight while he continued pumping into her. “Let me hear you,” he
rumbled, his lips somewhere over her spine near the nape of her neck. He
emphasized his command by driving in deeper.
Izzy made another sound somewhere between gasp and moan and
ground her butt into his pelvis, her body desperate to take him deeper.
“Harder,” she begged breathlessly. “Please.”
He trailed his tongue down her spine until he was sitting
up behind her again, reclaimed her hips, and surged home with more force than
ever before. And when Izzy cried out in pleasure, he did it again.
She could feel her second orgasm coming and her breathing
doubled. “Darr!”
He growled, reached around her, and did something
indecipherable to her clit at the same time as he thrust into her. White light
exploded behind her eyes and Izzy distantly heard her own voice crying out as
her body rocked with the force of her orgasm.
****
Darr held Izzy close as she slept, her body needing to
restore its energy after three explosive orgasms in a row. His own demonic
heart was still beating wildly in his chest. He hadn’t anticipated his own
reaction, let alone hers. One minute he’d been concerned that her injuries were
causing her pain and the next minute he was kissing her again. He barely even
remembered what they’d said to each other in between. But he did remember that
her obvious distractedness had been because of him and the morning they’d
shared.
A morning that didn’t come close to comparing to their
afternoon. It was like something had snapped inside him, and when she’d wrapped
her legs around his hips, their fate was sealed. He needed to have her, naked
and writhing beneath him, and nothing was going to stop him. The only problem
was, now that he had a taste of her he doubted he’d be able to contain himself
in the future. He’d be aching for her again in an hour he was sure.
He was so distracted he nearly missed the sounds of Britt
and the others approaching the cabin. Shit.
Carefully easing out of Izzy’s arms, Darr melded with the
shadows around him to quickly pull his clothes on. He’d just finished adjusting
the comforter around her shoulders—her clothes conveniently hidden by the
comforter as well—when the cabin door swung open.
“Feeling better…” Britt said as she led the way inside.
Britt and Letty stopped just inside the cabin, the other
two opting to wait out on the porch.
Darr held a finger to his lips and gestured toward the
door. They took his lead, stepped out, and he stopped in the doorway.
“Is she okay?” Letty asked quietly.
Darr nodded. “She’s just tired. She didn’t sleep well last
night.”
“We’re going to grab dinner,” Britt said. “Won’t she want
to eat?”
Probably. Swallowing his sigh, Darr said, “I’ll wake her. She’ll be out in a couple of
minutes if she’s up for it.” Which he was sure she would be, but he chose to
embrace his reputation of being overprotective in order to further his little
lie. Because the last rumor he wanted to spread about the woman he protected
was that she was also sleeping with a demon. As if she doesn’t have a big enough target on her back.
Closing the cabin door, Darr turned and made his way