Demon's Caress: Demon Heat, Book 1 (4 page)

Raum’s finger curled under her chin, lifting her face. His mouth brushed over hers, and she went rigid, strangling a moan. The touch of his lips was feather light. “Who wouldn’t want you?”

It was too much. After the subtle seduction this evening, she couldn’t resist anymore. She could almost hear her tattered control snapping in her mind.

She didn’t have to bond with them to sleep with them. It was the last rational thought she had before she shoved her hands in his thick, soft hair and hauled him down so she could all but inhale him. The taste of him filled her mouth, hot and male and arousing.
 

Cupping her hips, he pulled her tight against his rigid erection, and she moaned at the evidence of his arousal. How long had he been aroused? All through dinner? Just as she had been? The heat and hardness of him only made her wetter. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, and she sucked on it, bit it. He groaned against her mouth, and his grip on her hips tightened painfully. More. She wanted more. She wanted him naked, wanted his skin under her palms. She broke her lips from his.

“This needs to come off.” She tugged at the bottom of his shirt until she could get it over his head. The heavy pecs were sprinkled with dark curls, his flat nipples begging her to suck them. So she did. Bending forward, she flicked one brown disc with her tongue, and it beaded for her. She worried it with her teeth, then suckled it hard.

“Maron!” He shuddered, taking a step away from her. His eyes were almost incandescent with lust, brilliant forks of lightning wrapping around his arms. He balled his hands in her top and pulled the garment off of her. Her bra received even rougher treatment—he just popped the straps and ripped it away from her body. He grinned when his gaze hit her bare chest, and he stroked the sensitive undersides of her breasts. Her nipples contracted to points for him.
 

A tiny bolt of lightning struck her breast, and she arched in shock. Not from pain, but from pleasure. His nails circled her areola, those same little strikes sizzling her nerves. The sensation seemed to shoot straight from breast to loin, and her pussy fisted on nothingness.

He backed her against the counter, those shocks of lightning still streaking through her body until her knees threatened to buckle. He abandoned her breasts, making her cry out, but then he wrenched at her zipper until it gave way, shoving the pants down and lifting her out of them. A gasp strangled out of her when he set her on the cold granite counter, her back bowing in reflexive shock. “Raum!”

Jerking her thighs apart, he chuckled, though the sound was strained. He bent her over his arm and sucked her nipples into his mouth one at a time, batting them with his tongue and shoving them against the roof of his mouth. Then he bit her. She screamed, cream flooding her sex in a hot rush. It was too much. She was going to come just from what he was doing to her nipples, and that wasn’t how she wanted it. She pushed him away from her breasts so she could reach for his belt. Now. Right now. She refused to wait another second to have him inside her, fucking her hard until she came.

But Kobal’s hands were already there, unfastening Raum’s pants and shoving them down his thighs. Those long fingers gripped Raum’s hard cock, and pumped it until the dark-haired demon choked and rocked his hips. Kobal licked the side of Raum’s neck, bit his ear. “You want to fuck her, don’t you?”

“Yes.” Raum groaned, lightning sparking between his fingers.

“I want you to taste her first. Lick her pussy, suck on her clit.”

Maron’s eyes closed as those erotic words poured over her. Pulse tripping, she made herself watch them as Kobal bent his lover over so Raum could use his mouth on her pussy. Raum braced his hands on her thighs, pushing them wider. She cried out as his hot tongue slid down her slit. Slowly. Even more stunning was the sight of Kobal, naked, and pistoning his fingers in and out of Raum’s ass, preparing him to be fucked. One of his hands left her thigh and reached beneath him to stroke his own cock. Her excitement boiled out of control, a wild thing inside her that refused to be assuaged. She wanted more. Arching her hips, she pushed her pussy deeper into Raum’s face.

He suckled her soaking lips, drinking her cream. Then he used his teeth. He nipped at her clit, and she shattered, her sex convulsing as her back bowed. She didn’t have time to recover, to think, to breathe, before Kobal pulled Raum upright. She could see Kobal’s face over his lover’s shoulder, lust tightening his perfect features. He crowded Raum forward and rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, teasing her lips and clit. She leaned back on her hands and lifted her hips in offering.
 

“Yes,” Raum choked out and plunged deep inside her.

The shock of sudden penetration had her crying out, her inner muscles fisting on his cock. Kobal stroked her stretched pussy around Raum’s dick, toying with the lips and flicking his fingers over her clit until she moved to meet his hand. The sheer eroticism of one man’s fingers toying with her while another man’s cock filled her made her moan. She could do nothing except raise her hips to get more, clamping her knees on Raum’s flanks. He groaned, his pelvis shoving forward as Kobal entered him from behind.
 

Mischief danced in Kobal’s blue gaze when he looked at her. “When I’m done with his ass, yours is next.”

She quivered, unable to stop the surge of lust at the mere suggestion. She had always loved anal, the pleasure and pain and forbidden carnality of it. Her sex clenched, and Raum shuddered. Heat roiled within her, and she could see the flames licking at the edges of her vision, knew fire danced in her eyes.
 

Then they moved.

Raum ground himself against her clit, and she heard the slap of skin as Kobal fucked him. A slow rhythm began, Raum filling her and Kobal filling him. It was amazing how well they moved together. Kobal grabbed her knees and held her legs open even wider for Raum to push his cock as far into her pussy as possible. The feel was pure sin. She couldn’t get enough. He plunged into her again and again, the hair on his chest rasping her nipples. She could hear the heavy panting of both men mixed with her own gasps each time the dark-haired demon stretched her. The smell of sex, sweat and them curled into her nostrils, the most erotic of aphrodisiacs.

With every thrust into her pussy, she could feel an orgasm building. The power that cycled back and forth between them was enough to bring the high-rise down around them if they released it outward. Her channel clenched on that hard cock, ecstasy skipping down her skin. So close. So very close.

Raum’s green eyes closed, his head dropping to her shoulder as his body moved between hers and Kobal’s. She held him close, and from this angle she could see everything the blond demon was doing. It was arousing to watch, as if she needed one more thing to set her on the ragged edge of climax.
 

His long cock slid deep in the other man’s anus, his paler skin a contrast to Raum’s dark tan. Her nails dug into Raum’s shoulders as he pistoned in and out of her at the same swift rhythm that Kobal set. They moved together, the three of them, striving for the same hot completion.

Kobal slid his hand into her hair, forcing her head forward until he could kiss her. It was sweet, hot and wild. Perfect. His taste was lighter than Raum’s, almost sweet. Addicting. Kobal’s fingers tightened in her hair, which exposed her throat for Raum’s lips. He opened his mouth on her skin, sucking and biting.
 

“Yes,” she moaned. “More.”

A little more was all she’d need. She closed her eyes, letting her senses expand. The energy in the room was chaotic, rising to a fever pitch of lust that was as powerful as a caress. Behind her lids, she could still see the brilliance of Raum’s lightning surrounded by the heated flame of Kobal. And all of that energy was driving into her. The physical aspects of demon sex were only a small part of the pleasure. Their natural form was pure energy, and their coupling was damn near combustible.

Those lightning strikes hit her as Raum fucked her pussy hard and fast. Kobal’s kiss was enough to singe her flesh. The threads of energy that connected them in sex widened as Raum offered her the Triad bond, the white-hot energy of his soul opening to her. She could meld her power with his, twining them together so deeply she wouldn’t know where he ended and she began. It was so tempting. Too tempting. To have that link to another, to never have a single moment where she was alone. Her heart clenched at the thought. She was so alone, had been for a century.
 

When Kobal gave her the same opportunity to bond, vulnerable and accessible for whatever she wanted, it was almost more than she could bear. She wavered, standing on a precipice she hadn’t faced since Shax.
 

Shax.

Just his name was enough to pull her back from the edge, and she slammed down the barriers on her power. Both men groaned in pain, and she could feel the shudders running through them, the way their energy wavered.

To distract them, she focused the moment on the physical. She bit Kobal’s lip, then thrust her tongue into his mouth, driving the kiss to new levels of carnality. Fisting her sex around Raum’s dick made him groan, made his strokes pick up speed and force until he hammered into her pussy.

Raum ground his pelvis against her clitoris, that sizzle of lightning hitting her where their bodies joined, and every thought except the drive for orgasm slid from her mind. The kiss with Kobal went wild, and she tasted blood. His or hers, she didn’t know, but it only brought out her most feral instincts. The whole world came to this moment with them. The way they smelled, the sound of skin slapping against skin, the taste of Kobal, the feel of Raum filling her pussy with rough, urgent strokes. She was going to explode. Her sex clamped, ecstasy spreading out in waves until there was no holding it back. She screamed into Kobal’s mouth as she came, rhythmic pulses clenching her sex on Raum’s cock. Both men groaned, and she felt the heat of their energy peak as they hit orgasm simultaneously. Kobal broke the kiss, threw his head back and shouted. Raum shuddered against her, his fluids pumping into her pussy. She could feel how their bond with each other strengthened, reinforced by their sexual connection with each other.
 

She was not part of that with them, no matter how intense the sex had been for all three of them.

It was almost bitter, that she’d had to make herself turn what had been so sweet into something that was merely sex, but that was the reality of her life. She would never bond again, not after what Shax had done to her, not after the shattered remains she’d had to pick up when he’d abandoned her to a fate of eternal damnation.

Chapter Three

The three of them spent the day rutting in the men’s apartment. In the kitchen, on the floor in the living room, in the bedroom and the shower just before they’d had to meet Samael. Raum and Kobal insisted on following her to her apartment while she changed. There was no way she was doing the walk of shame in front of her boss wearing the same clothes she’d worn the night before.

He’d be smug about it, the bastard.

But she hadn’t bonded with them, no matter what anyone else wanted her to do. Whether they believed her or not, she was saving them from a lot of pain later. It might suck now, but in the long run, it was for the best. Breaking a bond as deep as what they wanted was a crippling, debilitating experience. Even all these years later, she remembered it with searing clarity. There had been days when she couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Her mind and soul echoed with emptiness as the bond snapped and left her alone for the first time in years. She’d screamed and screamed just to hear something besides the nothing that ate her alive.

A shudder went through her, revulsion curdling in her belly. She’d held herself from the edge of madness, pulled herself together, and gotten back to work. No more sexual bonds with partners. Not ever.

They stepped into the elevator to ride it to the hellmouth. The small space felt even more crowded with two large male demons in it with her. She drew in a slow breath to steady herself and took in the scent of the men.
 

One case. That was all she’d promised Samael, and that was all she’d be able to stand. Her mind knew what was best, but after the hours and hours of being drowned in sensuality, their hands moving over her and each other, their quiet talking and laughter in the dark, the sweet intimacy was more than her loneliness could handle. The temptation would be too much to resist if she stuck around much longer.

It made her ache to think of it, but she firmed her jaw and rode out any pain. This was the right thing for all of them. So what if she didn’t like the thought? Suck it up, princess. Better than ending up in a fetal position and puking her guts up because the agony of bond-breaking was like having her beating heart ripped from her chest.

Raum growled and punched the button to halt the elevator on its downward slide to Samael’s floor. They shuddered to a stop, and Maron grabbed for the metal handrail as the car jolted.

“What did you do that for?” She arched her eyebrows, looking from one man to the other. They were due in Samael’s office in a few minutes. The high demon didn’t like being kept waiting.

“Okay, I have to ask—we have to ask.” Kobal gestured between Raum and him when he rounded on her. “Why don’t you work with men? Both times we’ve all been together have been fucking amazing. Mind-blowing. Better than anything Raum or I had hoped for when we decided to start looking for a female to form a Triad with. And it’s not just the sex…we like you. We like having you around. Hell, Raum even talks when you’re around, and that’s more than a little unusual.” He shook his head, frustration stamped on his handsome features. “Even if it’s not to a bonding point for you, it still doesn’t make sense. You want to do your job well, anyone who’s met you can tell that, and the best way to do your job is to have a sexually amplified Triad. So, why?”

“I had a sexual bond with my first partner. It didn’t go well.” Understatement of the millennium. She wrapped her arms around herself defensively. The last thing she wanted was to talk about this in front of men she’d spent the night shagging. It was just sex. It had to be. Opening up was a mistake, letting anyone in was a mistake. Especially men she liked as much as she liked these men.