Her Dangerous Desires [Notorious Nephilim 6] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) (4 page)

“You find this funny?” The look of mock anger in his eyes turned her giggles into a full-blown laugh. He stopped it by planting a deep kiss on her mouth while his hands continued to rub oil into her breasts.

When he finally released the kiss, she felt dizzy with anticipation. He teased her nipples with his thumbs, holding her gaze. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from his. She’d never wanted anyone this much.

Finally he moved from her breasts, tracing a line with one finger down her abdomen. Paige moaned as she watched. He was making her wait an impossibly long time on purpose, and she loved it. When he reached her pussy, he flicked her clit, and she cried out.

“Not fair,” he said, grinning again.

“What’s not fair?”

“I’m still dressed and you’re buck naked.”

“My shoes are still on.”

“And they’re staying on for now.” He moved off the bed and began to slowly unbutton his shirt.

Paige practically screamed in frustration. “You are such a damn tease!”

“My beautiful Paige, I promise you I’ll make it worth the wait.”

She shivered at his words. “I’m dying here.”

“No, you’re not. But I do love your impatience for me.”

As he removed his shirt Paige gasped. She’d never seen so many muscles on one man. He was absolutely gorgeous. Her fingers itched to touch him. He slid off his pants and she couldn’t help but notice the huge bulge in his boxer shorts. How the hell big was he? She bit her lip as he slid them down.

After he removed his socks and shoes, he climbed back on the bed. Paige couldn’t stop staring at his cock. Thick, red, and slick with pre-cum, it pointed toward her. She wanted it in her mouth, her pussy, and her ass.

Demetrius played with her nipples for a moment, and this time Paige didn’t protest. She could barely form a coherent thought let alone beg him to let her come. This was the most erotic experience she’d ever had, and she wanted to enjoy it.

“No protest this time?” His voice teased her, and his eyes danced with light.

“I’m speechless.”

He chuckled as his hands moved down to her pussy. “About damn time.” When he flicked her clit again, she moaned. He slid two fingers across her wet slit several times, each time brushing against her swollen clit as he withdrew them. Finally he lowered his head and teased her pussy with his tongue, flicking her clit with the tip and slowly licking the opening to her wetness.

The more he used his tongue, the closer Paige’s climax drew again. When he lifted her hips and tucked his hands under her ass, she cried out as he spread her cheeks with his fingers and moved his tongue over the opening to her asshole. He continued to lick her from anus to clit, and every time he flicked his tongue over her nub he did so with a bit more force, until she whimpered and begged him to let her come.

“You’ve earned it. But it will cost you a sound spanking later.”

Paige couldn’t stand anymore. “Anything…just please…”

He lifted his head and gave her a molten stare. “Anything? Are you sure want to agree to that, Paige?”

“Anything. Demetrius, please.”

“As you wish.”

He clamped his mouth on her vulva and sucked hard. Two long fingers inserted themselves into her pussy and fucked her slowly, while he moved his lips and tongue over her clit with expert precision. Paige’s climax was slow and intense. The contractions went on for what felt like hours. She screamed until her throat was raw. When he finally stopped, she was panting.

He smiled and moved off her, then reached for her wrists. He untied them, then helped her sit up so could drink some water. “Do you need to pee again?”

She shook her head. Demetrius untied her ankles and rubbed the areas where the rope had been, but it was so soft it hadn’t irritated her skin.

“I’m going to tie you on your side now, Paige.”

“When do I get to touch you?”

He grinned and spread his hands apart. “Be my guest.”

Paige didn’t wait for a second invitation. He might revoke it just to tease her. She ran her hands over his arms and chest, admiring the way his muscles rippled underneath her fingertips. His skin was on fire. She tasted his nipples, and when he moaned and arched his back, she teased them with her teeth and tongue, the way he’d done to her.

Demetrius tangled his fingers in her hair and caressed her back and ass cheeks as she moved her tongue lower. When she reached his cock, he let her lick the tip a few times, but then moved her head away.

“Why did you make me stop?”

His grin nearly made her come again. “Because I have other plans for you, Paige dear.”

“You have something against blow jobs?”

Demetrius’s laugh was loud and cheerful. “No, not at all. But tonight is all about pleasuring you.”

“Oh my…” Paige fell back against the pillows and put her hands over her head. He put the cuffs back on her wrists and helped her lie on one side. Once she was in place, he fastened the rope to the design in the headboard. She thought he was going to keep her legs free but instead he ran the ends of the rope down her back and over her ass slowly, so she could feel the fabric against her skin. Then he bent her knees toward her chest and tied her ankles together.

“If you need me to reposition you just let me know, okay?”

“I will.” Paige trembled in anticipation.

Demetrius curled up behind her and reached around to play with her breasts. He teased them, alternating between cupping them in his strong hands and rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. His cock throbbed against her ass. She arched her back and pushed into it, silently begging him to plunge it inside her.

“Where do you want it first, Paige?” His voice, low and sexy, washed over her, sending waves of fresh desire through her body.

“Wherever you want to put it.”

He made a purring noise in the back of his throat. “Are you sure, Paige?”

“Oh yes. Demetrius, please…” She’d never been so aroused in her life. There was nothing she’d say “no” to at this point.

He crawled off the bed, and she heard movement behind her. She tried to twist around to see what he was doing, but she was bound too tightly. When he slipped a silk mask over her eyes, she groaned. He moved back onto the bed and the scent of vanilla filled the room again. A warm, wet finger traced a line down the crack of her ass. Paige shivered. Demetrius inserted his finger, and it stung for just a second, then a delicious feeling of fullness replaced the burning.

With his free hand he lightly smacked her ass cheeks while his finger moved in and out of her ass slowly. Paige tried to squeeze her thighs together to massage her clit but stopped when he smacked her left ass cheek hard. “You just don’t listen, do you?”

She bit back a giggle. How did he know what she was trying to do? “Sorry.”

“I don’t think you really are.”

He moved toward the head of the bed, and Paige felt the tension on her wrists lessen. Before Paige could ask what he was going to do, he picked her up in his arms. She felt him move on the bed and then he flipped her over so that she was lying across his lap. “Give me your arms.”

She moaned as he retied her wrist cuffs together behind her back. Her ass was up in the air, and she couldn’t move or see what he was doing. Her orgasm was so close already. This was the most erotic experience she’d ever had, and it wasn’t over yet.

Paige had no idea where the paddle had come from, but she stopped wondering after the third strike across both her ass cheeks. It was leather, large enough to impact both at once, and Demetrius was strong.

An exquisite combination of pain and pleasure coursed through her body, bringing her impending climax closer still. There was no way for her to rub her clit other than to squeeze her thighs together, and she didn’t dare test him on that point again. He gave her ten hard smacks before he finally stopped.

“Paige, are you okay?” His voice was gentle.

“Yes,” she whispered. “I loved it, Demetrius. I’m yours.”

He massaged her sore ass cheeks then slipped his finger inside her anus again. Paige moaned as he moved it in and out. When he put another finger into her pussy, her moans became loud cries. She begged him to let her come.

“Soon, Paige. Soon.” Demetrius pulled his fingers out and rubbed more oil into between her ass cheeks then inserted two fingers. After a second or two of stinging, the warm floating feeling descended over Paige again. He put two fingers into her pussy and moved them in and out at the same speed as the two in her anus.

When he grazed her clit with his thumb, she exploded in a dizzying array of fireworks and lights. The contractions went on forever. Paige was sure she’d pass out from sheer pleasure. When the spasms finally stopped, Demetrius removed his fingers and began to paddle her again.

This time Paige let go and allowed the stinging on her ass cheeks to wash over her, filling her with a peaceful floating sensation. She lost count of the number of strikes. It didn’t matter. No man had ever brought her to such heights of passion, and he hadn’t even put that huge cock inside her yet.

Paige’s sexual experiences had revolved around getting the man to fuck her quickly so that she could reach orgasm and get it over with. She had no idea being tied up and paddled could take her to such exquisite places or that purposefully delaying the actual act of having a dick inside her pussy could be so erotic.

When he stopped, her ass cheeks were on fire and her pussy was soaking wet again. Demetrius lifted her into his arms and laid her on her side again. She heard movement behind her, and when he lifted her again he placed her facedown over pillows he’d bunched up.

“Are you comfortable like this?”

“Yes. I’m fine.” Her ass was up in the air again, and he’d placed the pillows in a perfect wedge to support her knees and face, which he had turned to one side. He moved behind her, and she heard what sounded like a wrapper. When he touched her pussy from behind, she moaned in delight. Was he finally going to fuck her?

The tip of his cock, sheathed in a condom from the feel of it, teased the opening of her wetness then slid inside. He was huge but there was no pain, only a feeling of being filled like she’d never experienced before. His dick touched places she hadn’t known existed.

Paige cried out as he thrust in and out, deep and slow. Each time he passed over her G-spot a tiny contraction raced through her entire body. She was going to come again. It was almost unbelievable. She’d never even brought herself to orgasm three times in a row, even with her favorite vibrator.

“You feel so fucking incredible, Paige.” His voice was raspy and low, so sexy it sent shivers down her spine. “Please tell me this is good for you.”

No man had ever made sure she was comfortable, having fun, or bothered to give a shit if she needed to use the bathroom or was thirsty. Paige swallowed against the sudden lump in her throat. It figured that she was finally having the best sex of her life, and it was with a man she’d never see again after two weeks. “It’s amazing, Demetrius. Thank you.”

He stopped thrusting and reached around to cuddle her for a moment. That gesture was so tender that Paige was overcome with emotion, and tears welled up in her eyes. He played with her nipples as he began to move inside her again. Her climax drew closer. It was inevitable now. Paige let go and relaxed her muscles, allowing Demetrius to enter her completely.

His balls slapped her with each thrust. His hands on her breasts were hot and strong, cupping them as he groaned louder now. His thrusting became faster, and when Paige finally exploded in another blinding orgasm, Demetrius’s cries told her he was coming as well.

When the contractions stopped, he untied her and massaged her wrists and ankles. He pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair and back, whispering how beautiful and sexy she was. Tears coursed down her cheeks, and she buried her face against his powerful chest, never wanting to leave his arms.

* * * *

Demetrius woke to the sound of persistent knocking. He rarely slept, but Paige had worn him out last night. She was still sleeping, curled up into a ball. The room was cool. He gently covered her with a blanket and pulled on his boxer shorts, stumbling out to the sitting room as he did so. He yanked open the door to find a pissed-off Gregory standing there.

“What?”

“
What
?” Gregory’s green eyes flashed with anger. “That’s all you have to say? Where the hell have you been? The fucking place is falling down around our ears, and you just disappear.”

“Shut up.” Demetrius opened the door wider and motioned for Gregory to come inside. “Paige is still asleep.”

Gregory looked stunned, and Demetrius resisted the urge to smile. “She’s with you?”

“Guess you shouldn’t have left her alone on the dance floor last night.” This time he did grin. He couldn’t help it. It wasn’t often he had the opportunity to steal a guest from right underneath Gregory’s nose.

“Wipe that fucking grin off your face, you asshole. Do you have any fucking idea what went down last night?”

A shudder ran through Demetrius. Were his instincts that rusty that he’d had no idea something had been going on?

“I didn’t think so.” Gregory snorted in disgust. “Sofia’s dirty cop ex-husband is dead. But before two FBI agents filled him full of large holes with their rifles, he knocked out Jerry and kidnapped Sofia.”

“What?” Demetrius ran his hands through his hair. Sofia’s three cousins, Michael, Vince, and Jerry, had been the construction workers who’d turned the empty space in the basement back into a nightclub for their forties party. The last thing any of them had wanted to do was involve outsiders in the mess with Rake Benson, Sofia’s ex-husband. “When the hell did this happen? Why didn’t any of you tell me?”

“No one could find you. I left Paige on the dance floor because Niko came running up to me and asked how to get in touch with Jordan.”

Demetrius sank into the nearest chair. Jordan Cranston was their contact at the FBI office in Chicago, and he’d had agents watching the resort for weeks, after Sofia’s ex sent her an e-mail indicating he knew where she was. “Why did Niko need the FBI?”