Talia feel more beautiful than she ever had before. Enjoying his stare, she made no move to cover herself from his intense gaze.
Leaning down to nuzzle one breast, he said hotly against her skin, “You’re heaven, darling.”
“Says the demon,” she said with a laugh. “What would you know of it?”
“I know of heaven,” he whispered, looking up at her. “Heaven is when you’re by my side. And true hell is when you’re not.”
How she wished his words were true and not perfect pillow talk. Banishing the unwelcome thought, she reached for her lover.
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“I don’t have claws to rip off your shirt, but if you don’t move faster I’ll try anyways.”
Devlin pulled his T-shirt off without another word.
Sucking in a sharp breath, Talia stared at the spectacularly perfect male chest before her. How had she not remembered that ? Something was wrong with her, that’s how.
“See something you like?” he asked, smug.
In reply, she sat up and molded her mouth to his chest, running her tongue around a nipple.
Devlin hissed in pleasure, one hand burying itself in her hair to hold her to him. She trailed her lips over the vast expanse of bronzed skin as her nails skimmed lightly up his sides. Talia revelled in the shuddering breath she felt him take. Dammit, she was going to make sure he never forgot her.
Pushing him down onto the bed, she trailed her lips lower until she felt the rough fabric of his pants against her face. She ran her tongue along the line of skin next to the material. Looking up his chest, she met his eyes as she pressed a kiss right over the top buttons of his fly. His green eyes glowed in the dim light and she felt a feminine thrill. Demon eyes stared down at her. Apparently she was doing something he liked.
Talia ran her hands up his powerful legs. When she reached his fly, she trailed her fingers teasingly over the clasp.
“Tali, please ,” he begged.
She undid the buttons with a flick of her fingers and lowered the zipper. Devlin uttered a low moan of pleasure as he sprang free from the constricting material.
“My, my,” Talia whispered, staring at the large erection before her.
He watched her with wordless pleading in his eyes as she sat up slightly and ran a single finger along his length.
“Christ,” he cried, arching off the bed.
A slow smile of satisfaction curved her lips. She did have the power to bring this invincible warrior to his knees.
“Did you say something?” she teased. Talia continued to trail her finger over him in the lightest of touches. Caresses meant to burn and torment, never to ease.
“Talia, touch me more strongly or crawl back up here and let me take over.”
“Nah-uh,” she denied. “This is my turn to play.”
Good to her word, she lowered her head and ran the tip of her tongue over the skin her fingers had teased only seconds before.
“Talia!” he shuddered.
She trailed her lips up his long length. By the time her mouth touched the tip of him she knew she had the power to drive him wild. Talia smiled with satisfaction when she saw his clawed hands fist the sheets.
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This was what she wanted, Devlin at her mercy. Parting her lips, she took him into her mouth, giving him exactly what he craved.
A wordless shout shook the walls. Talia practically purred in satisfaction as she worked her hot mouth over him. He twisted beneath her and she gripped his thighs to keep him still. She knew a man like Devlin hated to lose control, even in the most pleasurable of circumstances. The thought only made her hotter.
How far could she push him before he broke down and begged her for the shattering release only she could give him? Talia trailed her tongue up his hard shaft, liking the thought.
His incoherent moans filled the air, urging her on. One hand reached down to tangle in her hair. She revelled in the desperate touch, wanting him wild and aching. Beneath her hands, she felt the tension in his body and knew he was
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