Room Service
EVREN
I’d been anxiously counting the hours to our date since we’d arrived back at the cruise ship. Most of the dates I’d been on recently were matches from dating apps that I dreaded more than looked forward to.
My date with Kallie had me sweating, literally. And being a fire demon, that’s saying something. There was nothing I wanted more than to take Kallie on an incredible date to help erase the terror from earlier in the day.
But there was no need to worry. Hands down, it was the best date I’ve ever been on. And that's hopefully about to turn into the best night.
I stand from our table and reach for Kallie’s hand. She threads her fingers through mine, tingles spiraling through my body.
“Ready, Doll?” I ask in a husky voice I barely recognize as my own.
“Absolutely,” she says, standing.
We make our way out of the restaurant and climb onto the nearest elevator.
I pull her close as more people crowd the space.
Her body molds perfectly to mine, her back to my front.
I know she can feel how hard I am, a fact she must be relishing, if the way she pushes her body closer to mine is anything to go by.
I lean down and whisper into the shell of her ear, “Your room or mine, Doll?”
She turns her head slightly, shifting just enough for my lips to ghost along her jaw. “Which one is closer?” She asks with a mischievous smile.
Gods, this woman.
I punch the button for my floor and have to hold my temper as it takes ages for the elevator to deliver the other riders to their floors before we finally reach mine.
We exit the elevator and navigate our way down the labyrinth of halls, hand in hand, until we reach my room.
Pulling the room key from my pocket, I unlock the door and let Kallie slip inside.
The moment the door clicks shut, I spin Kallie and pin her to the wall with my body, raising her hands above her head and holding them there with one hand.
Her breathing speeds up, and she licks her lips. I lean down and skim my nose along her jaw.
“If you’re not sure, Kallie. If there’s any doubt in your mind. Say so now, because I am holding on by a thread.”
She arches her back, pressing her body into mine and rolling her hips.
“You may be the fire demon, but I’m burning for you, Evren.” She moans, rolling her hips again.
Fuck. Me.
What little hold I have on myself evaporates.
I lean down to capture her perfect lips in a scorching kiss.
They are pillow soft, their full shape molding perfectly to mine.
Our lips move together seamlessly like we were made for each other.
I swallow each of her delicious moans greedily, savoring the way she presses her body harder into mine.
When we break apart, we’re both gasping for breath and staring at each other like starving animals.
“Bedroom,” she pants while reaching forward and undoing my belt.
I don’t need to be told twice. I lean down, grab two handfuls of perfectly rounded globes, and lift Kallie up to wrap her legs around my waist.
“Evren,” she yelps. “Put me down! I’m too heavy for you to carry.”
I growl and nip at her neck as my strides eat the distance keeping me from being on a bed and balls deep in this gorgeous woman.
“You are no such thing, Doll. Your body is a work of perfection, a temple I am about to worship at.”
I can hear her soft, surprised gasp.
A distant voice in my mind roars its outrage. Clearly, Kallie’s ex-husband didn’t have an appreciation for her body any more than he did for her mind or beauty. The primal part of me, the hellborn demonic side, wants to find this idiot and rip him to shreds.
Kallie’s lips scorch a path along my neck, her teeth sinking in just enough to drag a growl from deep in my chest. The spiral in my head snaps, replaced by the raw, instinctive need to worship the woman in my arms. I kneel on the bed, slide my hands along her thighs to catch her by the hips, and drive her back against the mattress.
My left hand slides to her throat, holding her there, feeling her pulse flutter and race beneath my grip.
I lean in close, voice rough against her ear, as my mind screams Mine.
“Last chance, Doll. If you don’t want this-“
She tilts her head to the side and nips my ear before rasping, “Seems like you’re the one with reservations, Evren. What’s the matter? Big demon scared of the sassy human?”
Releasing her neck, I cover her mouth with mine and swallow the rest of her sass in a satisfying moan.
I break our kiss and slide my hands down her shoulders, slowly tugging the sparkling blue dress down her body to reveal porcelain pale skin wrapped in sinful black lace.
“Fuck, Doll,” I grate out as I kneel on the bed and begin removing my own clothes. “So fucking gorgeous.”
When I’m down to my briefs, I steal a kiss, then trail them down her throat until I reach her voluptuous breasts.
I suck one nipple through lace while tweaking the other into a tight bud.
Kallie withers beneath me as she pants her need.
I alternate to the other side, enjoying the wanton moan she releases as I tease the newly sensitive bud.
Releasing her nipple, I continue to kiss and nip my way down her torso until my knees slide off the bed and hit the ground. Kallie’s legs are spread wide to accommodate my size, giving me the most glorious view of her lace-covered mound.
I bury my nose in her pussy, inhaling the needy scent of her arousal before licking up the center.
“Evren,” she moans, hips rising to chase my tongue.
Hooking my fingers on either side of her hips, I drag the delicate lace down her thighs and toss them with the pile of clothes. I’ll be fishing those out as my personal keepsake later.
Panties removed, I dive in without warning, my tongue seeking her core like a heat-seeking missile. Kallie cries out and arches her back off the bed.
Music to my fucking ears.
Being a demon, my tongue is slightly more pointed than a human’s and much longer. Something I used to my advantage as I surge it forward and curve it upward to hit a spot that has Kallie nearly levitating.
”Oh, God. Fuck. Evren. Fuck,” She chants as I tease her. I quickly slide my tongue out, moving my mouth to suck her clit while I plunge a thick finger inside and begin to pump.
Kallie grinds her hips to match my rhythm, clutching the sheets. “Evren. Going to cum.”
“Mmm,” I hum.
She moans as I pick up my speed, but whimpers, “I want you, oh God, I want to come on your cock. Please, Evren. Please. Let me, fuck, let me cum on your cock.”
Who the fuck am I to deny a goddess her pleasure?
I pull my finger out and slide my briefs down my thighs just before I release her clit. Kallie cries out at the loss, though it’s short-lived.
Kicking off my briefs, I crawl up her body and press mine into hers, sliding my cock through the mess I made of her pussy.
With one hand, I undo the front clasp of her bra, releasing those spectacular tits that I will be giving my full attention to later.
Her leg hitches to my hip, and I slide my arm under it, lifting it up to adjust her position.
When we break apart, I slide home.
“Evren!”
“Kallie!”
We both shout as I seat myself fully. My wings snap open at my back as the most intense pleasure I’ve ever felt ripples through like a tidal wave.
Kallie’s lust-filled eyes turn awed as my wings flex.
”Stunning,” she whispers as her eyes turn back to me, and she cups my face.
A moment passes between us, something I can’t name but desperately want.
“Evren,” she whimpers in a whisper.
I pull nearly full out and slam back home. The pleasure of her pussy is so intense I’m nearly feral. The urge to bite, brand, and mark is fierce and unyielding as I find a hard-paced tempo.
“Harder,” she moans beneath me, reaching up to tug my hair free and scrap her nails against my scalp as her fingers tangle in the unruly mess.
My cock is on board for fucking her so hard the bed breaks, but my mind has enough sense to say through gritted teeth, “Don’t. Want. To hurt you, Doll.”
My goddess pierces me with knowing, sure eyes before reaching up to grip my horns. The moment she touches them, I momentarily black out. The pleasure I'm already feeling triples. A low, animalistic sound bursts from my chest.
“Fuck. Me. Harder.” she commands as she strokes my horns, and fuck if I don’t obey.
The bed is rattling, headboard bumping the wall from the force of my thrusts, while Kallie and I create our own symphony of moans and pleasure.
“Cum for me, Doll,” I demand as I lean down and suck on her neck.
“Evren,” she pants as she releases my horn and pulls me in for a kiss that would drive lesser men to madness. Fuck, I’m not sure I’m there already with the way I’ve become obsessed with how my name sounds falling from Kallie’s lips.
I break the kiss, sucking her bottom lip for a moment.
When her eyes meet mine, I demand in a voice I no longer recognize as my own, “Now!”
Kallie’s eyes roll to the back of her head as she screams my name, and her walls clamp down so tight on my cock that engineers could take lessons on how to improve vice grips.
Once. Twice. Three more times, and I bellow her name to the sky as my wings flare and flap.
Both our orgasms seem to carry on for eternity.
I take the time to soak in Kallie’s every expression.
From the way she bites her bottom lip when my cock pulses inside her to the arch of her back when I flex my wings, and the satisfied smile on her lips as our orgasms fade.
When the aftershocks finally subside, I kiss her softly, then run my nose along her jaw until my mouth is at the shell of her ear and whisper,
“More.”