Instead, I stared into those eyes and felt the things that he kept behind the mists. The longing for a true companion. The hope that he’d found one. The hunger. Always the hunger. The desperate need to keep me from pushing him away.
And over all of it, his pure bliss at having found someone who was stronger than him. Someone who could handle him at his worst. Someone who he could be weak around.
I pulled back from his kiss. His eyebrows furrowed as he questioned if he’d made a mistake. I smiled at him and said, “Take off your pants.” Without thinking about what I was doing, I pulled my shirt off, leaving my chest bare.
I should have been terrified by this, but something flowed through me that knew that this, of all the things in the world, was right. Sebastian moved faster than I’d expected him to, and I looked down at his maleness. Hard and ready for me.
Then he stepped up to me as I was about to tell him to lay down and whispered to me, “No, Rose. Not this time. You can command me every time after, but tonight, you’ll let go. Tonight, you’ll allow me to show you what this is all about.”
He didn’t give me a chance to argue as he wrapped his hands around me and picked me up. My wings fluttered, trying to give me balance as he carried me to the bed. As he held me, I looked him in the eye and got lost in those mists again. I barely noticed as he lay me down except the strange sensation of my wings sinking through the mattress, still there, yet immaterial.
His lips pressed against mine, but then they moved down to my neck. I closed my eyes, getting lost in the sensations of his lips and teeth on my body. Down my neck, he left a trail of kisses. His hand roamed over my waist and then up to my breast, squeezing it tightly while his lips found the other.
Teeth sank into my flesh, and they should have sent shooting pain through my body. Instead, my body felt only the passion that flowed from Sebastian into me.
And it drove me higher.
I let out a moan and put my hands in that jet-black hair as my body began to pulse with an energy that I’d never experienced. Even in the dreamscape, I’d never felt like this.
He released my breasts and moved lower, kissing my stomach and somehow drawing that throbbing from between my legs and pushing it through my body. His hands moved to my waistband, and he slowly pulled the leggings down.
I kept my eyes closed even as he lifted my legs to remove the last bit of clothing from my body, leaving me bare. I knew the need he felt now. I may not have been an incubus, but I was desperately in need of what I knew was to come.
It was a hunger that had never been satisfied. A hunger I’d never known until I’d met Sebastian.
He began kissing my stomach again, and he spread my legs. At one point, I’d have been scared to be this vulnerable especially around a man like Sebastian. A man that knew how to twist my body to his whims. Not anymore. Never again.
Not with him.
His lips moved even lower, and his hands moved to my waist, holding me still as his tongue touched my most vulnerable spot and sent lightning bolts of pleasure through my body.
I bit my lower lip, but the low moan still came out. I’d never felt anything like this. Not even in that dream. Sebastian may not have had enough power to work his incubus magic, but this was magic just the same. There was nothing in the world so exquisite as his tongue between my legs.
I could sense the hunger in Sebastian being sated. His body no longer ached. His powers would return soon.
I let out another moan as he found my entrance, making soft circles. My entire body pulsed with my heartbeat, a drum that resounded through my entire being.
A pressure was building inside me that I’d known only once before. Once, in a dreamscape. A pressure that I knew would sate the hunger building inside me. In this singular moment, I wanted nothing except for him to continue doing this. His tongue and lips on me were the only things in the world that I craved.
And then they were gone. My eyes snapped open for the first time since the beginning as the pleasure began to fade. The desperate pressure inside me needed more. Why had he stopped?
I felt my wings flicker in anger, and a dark power flowed over my body, close to the skin. But when my eyes opened, they saw Sebastian’s face over mine as he pressed his body over mine. Flesh to flesh, he surrounded me.
His own dark power flowed over his skin. I could feel it as clearly as my wings. It melded with mine as I felt him press against my opening as he looked down at me. His misty eyes less gray and more blue.
“Don’t turn away,” he murmured in a whisper that I couldn’t have missed. Pressure began to build at my opening, and a sharp stinging sensation made me wince, but then it was gone.
Sebastian’s hands ran underneath me as he filled me for the first time. I pulled him closer, my nails pressing into his back as he forced a pleasure I couldn’t have imagined through my body.
That desperate pressure that had been building inside me poured out in a wave as I moaned and dug my nails in harder. Sebastian didn’t seem to notice the pain as his hands never stopped moving over my body, pulling and pushing that power over me, and making all the sensations even more intense.
Wave after wave of bliss flowed through my body, and Sebastian gasped, his eyes turning an even darker blue as he stared down at
