Chapter 35 #2
The order caught me off guard for just a moment.
But I was still apologizing, so I stood on the end of the bed.
I moved to the music. I dropped each piece on his stomach as he watched me with those hungry eyes.
He took time to take in every part of me.
Each spot his eyes landed tingled from the power of his gaze.
It was the boldest, most erotic thing I’d ever done.
Once all my clothes were piled on his stomach, I continued to move with the music.
He didn’t move to stop me. He watched with that wanting look.
I didn’t feel insecure or awkward. For once, I felt graceful, beautiful, even exotic.
I let the feeling take me and moved to dance over him, dipping myself low, teasing, taunting.
He pushed the clothes to the floor and raised one hand to lightly trail up the inside of one of my thighs.
His power surged from his fingertips, sending fire straight to my pussy.
Heating me to a state of arousal I couldn’t have ever imagined.
I dipped down hard, making his big hand move closer to the part of me that wanted his touch the most. I felt his knuckle glance off my clit.
“Not yet,” he whispered. “Let your power go, Keena. Let the Demon power devour you.”
I took in a deep breath and let the rhythm of the sensual music take control of the movements of my body.
I opened myself again, found that spot down in my belly where the Demon power lived and called it.
It surged, forcing Jordan to take in a raspy breath.
The only place we were touching was where my ankles touched his sides.
I was dancing above his stomach, facing him, watching him.
Trying to see what my newfound freedom did to him, for him.
I pulled the energy back and let it roll out in waves over him, until I could feel my own Demon magic crawl across my skin. I dipped down, letting my head fall forward and my long hair dangle across his chest.
That power was warm like his as it drifted between us, but different.
More like electricity, it had a blue aura to it, a light, shimmering blue.
It felt wonderful as it rolled over and off me and then across his skin.
He was writhing in it, thrusting his pelvis and engorged cock into the air.
Eyes closed, head pushed back on the black pillows, he looked like he was going to come just from the touch of my power.
“Your magic feels like the ley lines. Fuck, Keena.” His voice was low and throaty.
He sat up and pulled me down over him, sliding his hand between my legs and through the small nest of auburn hair.
He groaned again as he felt my wetness. He lifted me by the waist and lowered me ever so slowly onto that cock.
I sent another wave of power over him just as the tip of it was inside me. He dug his fingers into my waist. “Careful, woman, or this won’t be so gentle.”
“Who said I wanted gentle?” I asked and let it flow again.
It was met by his surge of fire over my skin.
I sat myself hard on him, pushing his shaft all the way inside me.
His eyes rolled completely back and his head fell backward, hands releasing my hips.
I leaned down and ran my tongue over his left nipple and then started to ride him.
“You take that fat cock so well, baby. Ride me. Drown me in sweet cum and hot magic.” He was breathy. “If it kills me, so be it, but don’t you fucking stop.”
With a rhythm that matched the music, I slowly thrust my hips in circles.
His cock mirrored that motion inside me.
The slow torture was good, but I wanted all his Demon strength tonight.
I lifted myself up and slid back down. Tightening my pussy over his shaft as I sank onto him.
His head swung from one side to the other with each stroke.
I gained speed and increased the force each time I lowered myself on his cock.
It didn’t take long for him to meet my pace.
To push into me as I was slamming down on him.
Our magics rolled over each other each time we plunged together.
I was near screaming, gasping for breath, clawing at his chest as I held on to him.
The combination of our natural chemistry and the magic was exquisite.
I couldn’t hold on any longer and let my orgasm wash over both of us.
He growled again and rolled us on the huge bed.
He took control and went back to a steady grinding that outpaced the music’s tempo and felt divine.
I heard myself crying out each time he pushed into me, filling me completely.
He took in a deep breath, slowed, and let his power roll over me.
I felt the waves of another orgasm and I dropped my wall to his mind to let him feel what I felt.
He cried out my name as he felt the walls come down and his sensations mixed with mine. He tried to hold back, lifting his head and cursing, but I felt him expand inside me, his whole body tensed. He groaned my name loudly, sending even more chills through my body as he came.
“That was the most intense thing I’ve ever…” he breathed out between deep, fast breaths.
“You’ve been in others’ heads during sex, haven’t you?” I was just as breathless.
He nodded, still breathing hard on my neck. “Yeah, but no one ever had the… They didn’t…”
“Enjoy you as much as I did?” I finished for him. My body started to remember how to breathe again.
“That’s it,” he half-laughed, half-coughed as he pulled out of me slowly and sat back on his haunches, looming over me.
“Good.” I ran my fingers down his stomach, lightly tickling. “Well, looky there.”
He looked down to see the shadow of my sun tattoo across his hips and over his abdomen. He touched it timidly, as if it would disappear if he rubbed it. Then he graced me with a full-fledged grin. I’d never seen real happiness on his face before.
I fell asleep on his chest, Jordan softly rubbing my side with his rough hand. Completely sated and completely happy with the big, grumpy Demon.