Damn Me: A Paranormal Demon Romance (The Demonology Series Book 4) by Felicity Brandon

Author:Felicity Brandon [Brandon, Felicity]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2020-10-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Cathy

It was over. Any thought of resistance abandoned at the enormity of the carnality he delivered. It had, it seemed, all been decided for me, my life taking a tangent I had never seen coming, but now I was here, wrapped in the bondage of his unseen restraints, his lips burning into my body, I wasn’t even sure I cared. This was my lot, then, a mortal coil as Satan’s mistress, and even though my conscience insisted I should care, I found I did not.

Just as I wrestled with the thought, another powerful wave of pleasure crashed over me, sending my hips rising to meet the temptation of his mouth once more.

“Oh!” I cried out. “Oh, my God!”

Fleetingly, a muted section of my brain called for alarm in the face of my error. Hadn’t Satan already punished me for calling God’s name before? Wasn’t that how I ended up bound here for so long in the first place? Yet there hadn’t been any choice in the heat of the moment, His name the only rational uttering I could manage in the face of such intensity. For a second, I tensed, waiting to see how he would react, but it was only the sound of his laughter that met my hammering heart, and not the cold, evil kind that sent chills through me, but that warm, amused resonance that almost fooled me into thinking he was human.

He rose between my legs like some sort of dark god, one eyebrow cocked as he wiped my excitement from his mouth. Gasping, I shook my head in disbelief. Had any man I’d laid eyes on ever been more alluring than this? Had any glint I’d witnessed in a man’s eyes lulled me into ceding more than Satan’s? The answer as he climbed up the length of my outstretched body, was obvious. They had never even come close to this, to the devilishly handsome visage, the honed body, or the dangerous glint in his gaze. That was why there had never been anyone before Damon, why no mortal man had ever roused my interest. I had always considered myself to be immune to the lure of lust. Not so much chaste, as better than those who chased those salacious needs, but staring up into Satan’s knowing eyes now, I acknowledged I had been wrong. I had never been better than those who indulged in sins of the flesh. I’d only been naïve, unaware of the sacred bliss I was missing out on, ignorant of the magic in intoxicating caresses.

Now, I knew better.

“How was that, Cathy?”

Had he actually said those words aloud? It took a moment for my brain to register the audible instruction, his prior requests resounding around my head though his lips had never made them.

“I don’t know what you want me to say.”

His face hovered over me now, his expression amused by my reply. Each of his hot breaths was reminiscent of the one and only time I’d explored my own body, the scent of my own arousal flowing over me, compelling a hot blush to bloom at my cheeks.

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