Hell's Phoenix (36 page)

“That you’re dangerous.” His palms scrubbed up the outside of her legs and rested on her hips as her gaze flashed to his.

“You didn’t lie to me.” Not a question, but a statement, as she gaped at him in surprise. She’d expected an evasion, if not a flat-out lie.

He lowered over her, supporting himself with his hands flattened to the bed on either side of her head. “No. And I won’t.”

Madison ran her palm along his tattoos. “I want to know what each one of these means.”

“Later.”

“Much later.” For the simplicity of having the liberty to touch him at will, she trailed her finger across his shoulder and down the center of his chest. “Dance with me, Nix.”

“Here? Now?” He glanced about the room. “What’s that music?”

“Not your country and not my hard rock. Yes, here, dance with me.”

“That…why?”

“So I can acclimate myself to the movement of your body before you make love to me.”

“Good God, baby.” He stood straight and jammed his fingers through his hair.

She sat up. “Please, Nix.”

He palmed her nape and swished his thumb along her throat. “That’s the sexiest request I’ve ever heard.”

If that was the sexiest thing he’d ever heard… “I’m sorry. I’ll try to think of something sexier to say next time.”

Nix chuckled and kissed her slow and wet and she curled her fingers in the fine hairs on the back of his neck.

“I’m going to rock your world, baby,” he whispered against her lips.

Madison moved her hand through his hair, relishing the texture of the short, silky strands against her fingers. “You already rock my world, Nix Birmingham.”

He groaned and tugged her to her feet. “Where do we start this dance?”

She kissed the center of his chest, and ran her cheek along his flesh. “Here,” she muttered. “And here.” She licked a nipple as she positioned his hands on her hips.

Nix’s fingers dug in as she began to roll to the slow beat of the music. The erection she came in contact with, more than once, proclaimed how much he wanted her.

Madison grabbed his hands lifted them and spun herself around. Pressing her back to his chest, she captured his wrists and placed his hands on her hips once again. She moved against him in slow, sensual glides. She rocked her butt into his pelvis, repeating the dance again and again until his clasp on her hips began to sting.

Reaching back, she laced her hands behind his head and executed a sashay against him. “Move with me, Nix.”

“No.” His whiskey-roughened voice suggested he barely restrained himself. A hand shifted, his fingers dragging a trail up her belly, between her breasts, to encircle her neck and clamp her head to his chest. His other hand moved off her hip and curled around her belly. The two holds halted her gyrations. “What you call dancing is what I would call sex with clothes on. I cannot participate in that without going fucking insane.”

She dropped her head to the side against his shoulder to peek at him. “If you prefer, we can dance naked after we make love.”

His chuckle was filled with irony. “You mistake me for a man who controls his libido.”

“I didn’t say you couldn’t touch me as we danced.”

His eyes dilated. That must have been what he needed to hear. The arm around her waist loosened and his hand pressed downward. He caressed her belly in circular motions, before moving lower, lower, until his hand plunged between her legs, and rocked back and forth in a languid caress of sweet, sexual torment.

Madison’s mouth parted as she sucked in a low, desperate breath to steady her carnal urges.

Nix dipped his head and skimmed his lips across hers to tease as his hand aroused her. “Your pulse is crazy against my hand.”

“Did you mention something about begging earlier? I could almost go there now.”

“Don’t be easy, Mads. Challenge me the way you always do.” He nibbled on her bottom lip. “Make me work for it and I’ll give you more pleasure than you can handle.”

“I have no idea what to do.”

“Just be you, baby.” Nix’s lips caught hers in a heated kiss, his tongue dipping inside to claim hers. The hand around her throat lowered and cupped a breast, flicking his thumb over the nipple.

Her hands still positioned on the back of his head, clenched and wrapped her fingers in his hair, as she swayed against the palm between her legs. Nix broke away from her lips and worshiped down her neck, nipped her nape. Her arms fell by her sides as he kissed downward along her spine, shifting his hands to her waist and inching his fingers beneath her shirt. He scraped his teeth across her butt hard enough she could feel it through her jeans.

“I want inside you so bad my teeth ache.” His words were muffled against her bottom.

“Why wait?” Swollen and throbbing between her legs, she wanted him there to eliminate the need.

His fingers splayed across her abdomen and he kissed the base of her spine. As he stood behind her, elevating her shirt as he rose, his tongue traveled the length of her backbone. The caress was so sensual she trembled and feared her knees would give out.

“Lift your arms,” he said with his lips against her ear.

She did as he requested, and he yanked the cotton over her head, tossing it aside. Her nipples puckered in the cool air, or maybe because Nix turned her in his embrace and gazed at them like they were the Holy Grail.

“I knew you weren’t wearing a bra.” He dipped his head and sucked a nipple into his mouth.

Madison groaned, digging her fingers in his hair. She trembled and he blew on her wet, rigid peak. Such a small thing, but deep in her intimate flesh she pulsed with a need so strong it owned her.

She tugged his head to the other breast. Slanting a look upward at her, he licked the tight bud. Madison dragged in a ragged breath, wishing she’d never avoided her attraction to him. She felt special in his arms, as if he revered her.

He cupped her breast from the underside, holding her steady as he sucked as much of her into his mouth as he could, and rotated his tongue around the sensitive spike. There was something terribly erotic about watching him. As if sensing her thoughts, he looked up at her again as her newly wet breast emerged from between his lips. He caught the tight nipple between his teeth and gently rolled the peak. Pinpoints of raw pleasure exploded, shot into her belly, and a hot gush of wetness surged between her legs. Carnal need tumbled from her lungs in a throaty moan and she squeezed her thighs together in an effort to alleviate the burning need.

Nix’s eyes tilted at the corners, expressing his satisfaction over her very vocal reaction. He slowly lowered to his knees, kissing the flesh he came in contact with. As he kissed her navel, he released the button and zipper on her jeans. Fingers curled around the band of her pants and dragged the material downward. Inch by inch, her flesh was exposed and his mouth followed the path, a kiss against her thigh, a lick to the back of her knee, and a nip against her ankle.

Sitting back on his heels, his gaze traveled the length of her exposed body, halting only a moment on her red panties. His thumb slid over the scar on her thigh that Amos had given her when he began acting out five years ago. “Take these off, baby.”

Her underwear represented the final barrier between them because she knew he wouldn’t hesitate to shuck his pants. Unspoken were the words
do this and there’s no turning back
.

Commitment time. Damn him or save him?

Heartbeat pounding in her ears, Madison dragged in a rough breath and hooked her fingers in her panties.
Forgive me for being so selfish
. She shoved the lace downward and kicked her jeans aside as she stepped out of her undies.

“No going back now, Mads.” Nix took her panties from her grasp before she could chuck them. He swished his thumb in the crotch and smiled. “They’re wet.”

“I know.” The words were the barest whisper, almost not a sound.

“You’re frightened.” He rose to his feet.

“Terrified that I’m damning you.”

“You worry too much about everyone but yourself.” Nix navigated her to the bed. “Let me worry about you and take care of you for a change.”

Her knees hit the mattress and she lost her balance. Nix pressed a hand to her lower back and steadied her against him.

“I’ve—I—M’kay, Nix, I’ll try.” From the earliest moment only evil had ever protected her. Knowing the Ark of Heaven wanted to watch out for her was an odd feeling.

“You’ll fail.”

“Probably.” She slanted her head to the side as Nix put his lips to her throat.

Chapter Forty-six

Nix kissed down her neck and she quivered in his arms. He held the power to mold her into any type of sexual partner he wanted. But Nix wanted the woman he knew her to be. He just had to coax that inner vixen out of hiding.

He skimmed his fingers over a nipple before dipping his hand for a lower course. “Women can have multiple orgasms, you know?”

His palm hit her curls.

“S-so I’ve been told,” she said in a breathy tone.

“When I climax, I’m done for a while. But with you—” Wetness coated his hand as he stroked over her vaginal folds. A gasp shattered from her parted lips, but she widened her legs, giving him freedom to explore her velvet dampness. “I intend to play a long time.”

He couldn’t wait to get his mouth there. He anticipated that moment as he pressed a finger inside her. Couldn’t wait to taste her climax and feel her vibrate beneath his tongue. She whimpered when he stroked his finger into her silken channel.

Nix kissed her, mimicking the strokes of his fingers with his tongue. Mads didn’t take long to flick her hips against his hand.

He inserted a second finger as he wrapped an arm around her waist and lowered her to the comforter. Kneeling between her legs, he admired her. Mouth slightly parted, eyes drowsy with passion, her breasts rose and fell with each reedy pant. Nix had never seen a sexier woman in his life.

With his digits pressed deep inside her, he widened his fingers and she made a small sound of pleasure at the back of her throat.

“I’m going to kiss you here,” he said, pumping them slowly. They emerged glistening with the evidence of her arousal. “And I’m going to kiss you here.” He indicated the spot by shifting his fingers and moistening her clitoris with them.

“I’m not sure about that, Nix.” Her breath hitched in her throat.

“Yeah, you are or you would’ve told me no outright. If you don’t like anything I do, just tell me.”

Before he could feast between her thighs, she caught his face between her hands. “Nix,” she whispered. “That’s so personal.”

“Everything about sex
is
personal. Soon I’ll be inside you. The only thing binding us more than that is the covenant and the way I feel about you. Allow me to love you, baby.”

Love her the way she deserved.

Slowly, her hands fell away and she nodded, giving her consent. She flattened her palms against the blanket, her muscles tense, but she grew pliant as he nuzzled her belly with his lips. He kissed and licked her tender abdomen, palmed her breasts, and she relaxed beneath him.

Nix put his head between her legs, his tongue dragging from her opening to her clitoris. Madison sucked in a shocked breath and released it as a groan. Her fingers curled in the comforter and her back arched.

Nix thrust his hands beneath her bottom and cupped her for a better angle. He concentrated on licking her lips and thrusting his tongue into her. And if her soft pants and intermittent sharp gasps were any indication, he drove her wild with his oral foreplay. All her adorable noises made him crazy to be inside her.

“Nix!” Her fingers plunged into his hair. Her nails scraped across his scalp and she yanked.

He ignored the sting. “You dislike the way it feels?”

“God, no. It’s freakin’ awesome.”

“Then come on my tongue.”

She collapsed with a small whimper. How had the woman ever thought she didn’t like sex?

He circled around her clitoris without ever laying his tongue against the sensitive nub. Mads undulated beneath him, panting hard, but her orgasm evaded her as he plied her with an overdose of sensation. Nix grinned against her and slipped a hand free from her bottom. Glancing up her divine body, he met her drowsy gaze. His cock throbbed painfully, but he wanted her to climax before he sealed their relationship.

He inserted two fingers into her wet sheath and thrust.

“Oh, God!” Both hands dug into his hair. She jerked upward into a half-seated position, but dropped back against the pillows almost as quickly. “Oh, God, Nix…that’s—that’s….”

Her wheezing breaths shifted into sonic overdrive, her sighs and whimpers erupting as hot and fiery as spewing lava.

“Feel good, baby?” He intentionally placed his mouth against her clit so the movement of his lips would glide across the sensitive peak.

“
Xageqejt.” Devilish
. Her head executed choppy side-to-side rolls on the pillow and Nix chuckled, glad he understood Xapil. “Oh, God, Nix…” she reiterated. “Oh, God….”

Ah…the sounds of his woman before reaching orgasm. Pure Heaven.

He licked around his fingers before allocating one directly against her clitoris. Her head curved backward, digging into the soft pillows and her fingers tightened in his hair, anchoring him in place. He complied with her silent request and swirled his tongue over the sensitized heart of her pussy. Quickening the pace of his finger strokes, he continued to flick her clit.

“Nix,” she moaned and tensed beneath him. Her toes curled into the mattress, her belly muscles flexed, and he prepared eagerly for her release. “N-Nix.”

Mads panted, held her breath, panted some more.

Her eyes went wide and her mouth opened in a silent scream, as she came. The muscles of her pussy squeezed his digits and her entire body trembled from the force of her climax. She moaned so loudly it sounded as if her orgasm ripped her atoms apart and flung them back together again in random order.

Painful pleasure. Delightfully wicked stuff and he’d brought her there. Nix gloated and hoped she would be the medicine he needed to find his humanity again. Only with her at his side would he be able to forgive himself for the atrocious deeds he’d committed with Micah in her name.