The Demon's Bargain (Demons Unleashed Erotic Novellas) by Lisa Alder Read Free Book Online

her, the silk robe cocooning them in decadence. His pink tongue came out of his mouth and her eyes widened to see it was so very long. With the soft tip, he traced the contour of her lips, the touch lighter than a butterfly. The juice from the shared peach sweetened the tender kiss, totally at odds with the stamp of lust on his hard face.
    Then with the gentlest foray, he eased his tongue just between the bow of her lips and curled it around the inside of her mouth.
    He groaned softly. “Open for me.”
    Amara parted her lips, unwilling to disobey him. She had never been kissed like this. Soft and testing as if he needed her mouth more than he needed to breathe.
    Tentatively she touched her tongue to his.
    The experience was definitely pleasurable. His tongue ventured further into her mouth, as if breaching her defenses slowly, then he opened his lips fully over hers.
    He devoured her.
    His hands held her head still. Vetis swirled his tongue into and out of her mouth, each time he ventured a little further until his tongue penetrated her throat.
    His knees pushed her legs up, until her knees were almost even with her hands. She could do no more than grip the satin bindings in her fists and thrust back with her own tongue.
    A hot drop of his seed sizzled against her stomach. She could smell the scent of his cum, but it was intermingled with the sweet peach and her own feminine scent.
    “Gods I can’t wait for this.”
    His cock pushed insistently against her belly. He ripped his hands from her throat and gripped the wooden headboard behind her. A purple vein ran down the widening rod and disappeared into his black curls. The bulbous head was red and hot and monstrously aroused. She would never be able to take him into her body.
    Her stomach clenched. The beginnings of arousal dried up in a flash of fear. Amara wondered if this was it. Her muscles tensed as she waited for pain and prayed it wouldn’t hurt too badly this time.
    As if he knew her doubts, Vetis opened his mouth and scraped his tongue down the bowed curve of her neck. Sliding his extra-long tongue over her breast, he then curled the talented muscle around her nipple and tweaked it.
    He loved her breasts with his mouth, licking up the peach juice from her body, then more. Nipping, then suckling, then pinching. With each caress her body responded with a wash of sensation. Vetis kissed his way down her body leaving her breasts. Except they didn’t look like her breasts. They were flushed and swollen and wet from the attention of his mouth.
    “Please,” she whimpered.
    Her womb clenched. The muscles bunched as if wanting to hold onto something.
    Was this pleasure? This unbearable wish for him to never stop. This unshakeable need for more.
    “Please what?” he growled against her stomach.
    “I don’t know.” The need to writhe against him, to find friction for her over-sensitized body burned. But with her hands restrained and her legs trapped against his, she couldn’t move.
    Vetis dragged his hands from the headboard and down the length of her body. He stopped to cup the globes of her breasts, then pressed the heels of his palms against her lower abdomen and pushed on her womb. The rough pads of his fingers burned a trail of sizzled nerves in his wake. Then he slid his hands to the top of her thighs and held them wide.
    “Gods look at you, just weeping for my cock.” His gaze was nearly crazed as he drew her into the dark pool of his desire. His erection rose proudly from the cradle of his curls, his balls seemed swollen larger than before and his bulbous tip glistened with desire.
    “Not yet,” he chanted over and over again.
    Amara listened to him, confused by her feelings as two separate emotions vied for dominance. Disappointment. The things he was doing to her body felt so good. But relief too. For soon the pain would come. She knew this to be true because pain was all she’d ever known.

Chapter Nine
    Vetis leaned back on his knees, kneeling in