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eyebrow quirked but he didn't move from the light of that fire.
    “So...dark places aren’t your favorite thing.”
    He glanced back toward the fire, not answering. But before he’d looked away, she’d seen the shame.
    Perhaps she could take his mind off the darkness in a time-honored method of distraction. Lili pushed the quilt away from her hips, angling so that her sex directly faced him. She pushed a pillow behind her head so she could look at him, and leaned back.
    “Gaap.” She placed her fingers against the sticky, wet folds of her pussy.
    That drew his attention. His gaze warmed at the motion of her fingers as she slid them into her body, angled just so he could see everything she was doing to herself.
    “What--” He cleared his throat. “What are you doing?”
    She slid her fingers in and out of her body, but wished he would come over to the bed and fill her instead. The awkward motion of her hand was a poor substitute for his massive cock.
    She smiled, pouring every bit of sexiness she possessed into the taunting smirk. “Summoning a Demon.”

Chapter FOURTEEN
    Gaap’s heart lightened at the playful expression on her face.
    With each slow stroke of her hand, his cock swelled. The urge to slide back into her slick heat was tempting. Leraye, still cloaked in glamour, now lounged on the chair in the corner. He could see exactly what Gaap saw. He would not turn his gaze away.
    Gaap knew his friend and battle leader well enough to realize that he wouldn’t stay invisible forever. They needed to question her. But for now, the night was pitch-black and he would steal this time. Leraye would just have to wait. And watch.
    The fire began to light up the room with a comforting glow. Worry flickered through him as he realized he had just given her a powerful weapon against him, if she ever chose to use his hatred of the dark.
    But as he probed her thoughts, he sensed no betrayal. Everything in her was focused on pleasure.
    He had kept their intercourse to very traditional positions so not to tax her in her weakened state.
    But as he watched her pleasure herself, he thought he’d take her the way she’d imagined him taking her on the beach.
    “How are you feeling?” He stood abruptly.
    “I could be better.” She shifted again so her pussy was wide open to his gaze. She glistened with the juice of her body, her black curls slicked and the dewy petals of her sex plump and ready.
    “I’ll bet you could.” He strode over to the bed. His cock bobbed with each determined step until he towered over her. His knees touched the side of the mattress and he fisted his cock. “Untie yourself.”
    Her gaze shifted to his hand and glazed over as he palmed himself. She licked her lips and inhaled softly. The movement lifted her breasts, which drew his gaze to the taut rose nipples and the puckered areola.
    Gods, she was so ready for him, he could lean over and thrust and she’d take anything he had to give her.
    She withdrew her fingers from her body and slowly untied her bonds. Gaap continued to pump his erection.
    “Let me.” Her breath caught as a bead of cum dripped from the tip of his cock. “Just one little taste.”
    This hadn’t been what he’d been thinking. “Persuade me.”
    She licked her lips again. “Come closer.”
    He leaned that last few inches in. His cock was directly in line with her lips.
    “Oh,” she sighed. Her eyes drifted closed as she delicately licked the tip. Her mouth made a little moue and she kissed him, sucking lightly over his slit.
    She slid her mouth further over the head until her lips met his fist and the sensual contact of her mouth tantalized him.
    She popped her lips off his cock. “Put your hands above your head. And hold onto the canopy.”
    Gaap gripped the wood rail above his head just as her fingers cupped his balls and her mouth closed over him again. This time she slid his cock all the way into her mouth, until the very head of him touched the back of her throat.