Marked Souls 4.5 - The Darkest Night by Jessa Slade

Author:Jessa Slade [Slade, Jessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: A Marked Souls Novella
Amazon: B009Y0MBZ4
Publisher: Red Circle Ink
Published: 2012-10-26T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Mirabel had blown a couple guys at the club for drugs. Bella had done it just once when she tricked the club owner—the trickery hadn’t be that tricky, being second nature to a demon—into selling her the business. But this was the only time it had ever felt…right.

She curled her hands around Cyril’s cock, her fingers and his flesh interlaced and somehow beautiful. This was something the imp could see in vivid detail, this atavistic surge of blood and hunger, a force beyond the merely mortal realm.

She wanted him so badly, wanted to milk the brightness from him, to coat her fingers and her tongue, to drown the old, bad memories with his desire for her.

He shuddered under her touch, his breath rough but his hands gentle on her head, guiding her down. He gasped as her mouth enclosed him.

Under her stroking tongue, she felt the rising rush in his flesh, and she quickened her pace. His grasp on her hair was a little less gentle and she wanted to laugh, but he pulled her down and his cock nudged the back of her throat. She took him, and he groaned her name, so she took him deeper yet.

His hips lifted from the bed and she gripped his shaft with one hand, his tight-strung balls with the other, pulling him in.

“I’m going to come,” he warned.

She hummed her acquiescence and that was the end of him.

She choked, almost withdrew, then closed her eyes and took him another inch. He spasmed again, his whole big body racked. The hot spurt filled her senses with musk and man and the faintest hint of honey.

She lifted her lips slowly, easing over each ribbed vein of his swollen flesh. He gasped and tightened his fingers in her hair another notch. She paused with her mouth just fitted over the tip of his cock and hummed again, gently. His arms fell limp to his sides.

She tucked herself up under his arm, her head pillowed on his shoulder. He laid one heavy arm over her waist and pulled her closer.

He kissed the top of her head. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Sorry if I was rough. It’s been awhile.” He kissed her head again. “How do you manage to keep your hair up like this?”

“Evil magic.” She reveled in the squeeze of his arm. “Also crazy hair gel and bobby pins galore.”

He grunted. “More magic.”

Abruptly, he rolled away, and she made a sound of protest. But he grabbed her hand and tugged her across the bed. “Come on.”

“What? Where are we going?”

“Shower. Double showerheads. I’ve never used them. Speaking of magic.”

“If you’ve never used them, how do you know?”

“My imagination just kicked in.”

The white marble bathroom was as barren and unnecessarily big as the rest of the house. She spread her hands ahead of her to traverse the featureless space. “It’s like a cold storage locker. You need to add a decorator to your cleaning service.”

“I don’t need anything. You brighten up the place just fine.” He cranked on the shower and steam began to fill the room.

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