He found a rhythm that made my body quiver. Fire danced in my veins with each delicious stroke of his cock. He yanked my arms up above my head, his hard, masculine body pressing me down into the bed, his fingers tight on my wrists. I surrendered to him completely, crying his name as another orgasm slammed into me. Pleasure broke me like a hammer against glass, and I so desperately wanted to be shattered.
“That’s it,” Lucifer groaned. “Come for me. Take me with you.”
I lost all control of my body as it trembled and tightened around him, my hips rocking against him in a wild rhythm that he matched, stroke for stroke. Then he drove harder into me, throwing his head back, exposing his perfect, masculine throat as he erupted inside me. Together we rode out the waves of pleasure, unable to stop ourselves, until we were both completely spent.
Lucifer released my wrists and pulled me into his arms, tucking me against his strong chest. My body was weak and languid, tingling with the after-effects of pleasure, and all I could do was curl against him.
It made no sense, but here in the devil’s arms, I felt like I’d finally found home.
16
Lucifer
Before I opened my eyes, I felt it. A lightness that hadn’t been there the day before, the warmth in my chest that I only had when she was close to me. As the rest of my body caught up to my mind, the pure pleasure of waking with Hannah in my arms spread through me, and I lay still for a moment, just savoring it. Unlike the other times I’d seen her sleeping, she was relaxed and calm. I stroked her golden hair lightly, trailing my hands along her soft skin, marveling at the way she fit perfectly against me.
She stirred and pressed back toward me, waking my cock, while using my upper arm as her pillow. She had to know what she was doing. Had to feel my own arousal pressing against her from behind. Seeking out what was mine.
I skimmed my fingers along her side, along her naked skin, then dipped down, between her thighs. Finding her already soaking wet for me. She moaned a little, her voice still heavy with sleep, and that was enough for me.
I slid my cock into her tight pussy from behind, while my fingers teased her clit. She gasped at the sudden invasion, her back arching, which only pushed her ass harder against me and sank my cock in even deeper. Fuck, she was perfect, her body made to respond to me. She fit me like no one else ever could.
I slowly began to thrust in and out of her, taking my time, without the urgent need to claim her I’d felt last night. Early morning sex was meant to be leisurely, at least at first. She moaned and rocked back against me in time to my movements, while I teased her clit with my fingers. I bent my head over her neck and pressed hot kisses there, unable to get enough of the way she tasted.
In this position, all she could do was take what I gave her and follow my lead. I drew out the moment together as long as I could, until her hips pressed back harder, and I sensed she was growing close. Although I was tempted to delay her pleasure and torment her a bit, there would be time for that later. With a few hard strokes of my cock with my fingers on her clit, she began to tremble and moan, her pussy clenching around me, which sent me over the edge too. My hot seed filled her core as I crashed down with her into the abyss.
She turned in my arms and looked up at me with eyes heavy from sleep and the after-effects of pleasure. “That was a nice way to wake up.”
“Good morning,” I whispered into her ear before nuzzling the soft spot underneath. “I hope you slept well.”
Hannah stretched, her lithe body pressing along the length of mine. I resisted the urge to repeat what we’d just done. As much as I wanted to spend the day in bed with my reunited mate, I had some answers to find.
After her long stretch, she nuzzled back into me and suppressed a yawn. “You know what? I slept better than I have in as long as I can remember.”
She tucked her arms in between us and idly stroked my chest. She probably didn’t realize it, but it was a position she’d preferred for countless millennia—with my arms enveloping her and her face in the hollow of my throat.
I sighed and hugged her close for another long moment, stretching out our time together and committing the very feel of her to memory, before rolling back. “I slept better than I have in a very long time as well.” Since the last time I’d slept with her in my arms, at least.
“What’s planned for the day?” she asked as I climbed out of bed. Her gaze followed me, roaming over my naked body in a way that made it exceedingly difficult not to climb right back into the bed with her. I might have preened a little, but I would have denied it if anyone asked.
I grabbed my phone to check it, and had a few messages from Samael. He wanted to meet immediately. “I have some devil business to attend to right now, but you’re welcome to do anything you’d like today. Stay here and relax in the penthouse, or go out somewhere else with Azazel. Use my credit cards and take one of my cars. Everything that’s mine is yours.”
She sat up. “I can leave?”
“You’re not a prisoner here, Hannah. You’re my guest. Enjoy yourself.”
I took a quick shower, leaving the door open in case she wanted to join me, but she didn’t move
