Accidentally...Over? by Mimi Jean Pamfiloff

Author:Mimi Jean Pamfiloff [Pamfiloff, Mimi Jean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Erotica, Vampires, Paranormal
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2014-08-26T00:00:00+00:00

Máax had never been with a woman. Ever. And the need to take her was paralyzing. Sure, on the surface, he seemed like a man in control, taking his time with the woman he loved. But underneath? Active volcano. Boom. Ready to blow his top in one seismic explosion.

Where the diabolus had Ashli gone?

Máax looked down at the cold tub beneath his feet. A tub? An empty tub? Maybe she feared his masculine eruption might be messy?

He chuckled. Well, he was a god. Of course she would think that. But right now, he was a regular mortal male. Not divine. Not powerful. Just painfully aroused and waiting anxiously for his first time.

Where is she? He looked down toward his throbbing erection. “Don’t even think about it. You’re not starting the party without her.”

But knowing she now wore the black jade necklace and that nothing barred him from sinking between her supple thighs, nothing stood in the way of making her moan over and over again, only made the anticipation that much more intoxicating. Yes, he was drunk with lust. So much so that he had completely forgotten about the impending doom awaiting him.

“Eh-hem.” Ashli stood in the doorway, wearing a robe and holding a saucepan. The bathroom was immediately permeated with the smell of…

“Hell, woman, you left me here with the world’s most painful erection so you could have a snack?”

Her turquoise eyes glowed with mischief. She swiped her finger into the pan and coated it with a golden-brown syrupy liquid. She licked her finger and then her lips. “Oh yeah. And you’re the snack.”

Sanctis infernus. He gripped his shaft and gave it a tight squeeze. No, no, no. He was going to burst, and she hadn’t even touched him yet.

Ashli made her way over to the tub. “Are you standing?”

“Y-y-yes.” Now I’m stuttering? Gods, what this woman does to me.

“Excellent.” She hopped up on the flat edge of the tub and reached forward, feeling her way around the top of his head. “Face me.”

He did as she asked. “What do you plan to do with that?”

She lifted the pan over his head. “I want to see you.”

She was going to pour that sticky stuff all over him?

Fantastic.

“I agree,” he said, “but only if you slip off your robe first.”

“You can have anything you like just as soon as I’m done.”

“Anything?” He swallowed.

“Mmmm-hmmm…” She smiled.

“Good, because as soon as you’ve covered me with that concoction, I plan to take you to that enormous bed out there and fuck you senseless.”

She froze, and for a moment he wondered if he’d just been a little too honest. But what could he say? He was still the God of Truth (give or take one or two little lies), and he knew exactly what he wanted: Her. Sweaty, panting, moaning his name as he took her hard. Again and again.

“Twelve,” he said slowly in a low voice, “of the hardest, thickest inches you’ll ever find.”

“I thought you said eleven?”

Ah, she remembers. “Right you are. But in full disclosure, I’ve never measured.

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