Better than he had in weeks. Months. A cautious “Good” was his only answer.
Her lips curved. “We did that. The energy from our bond spilled into us, renewed us—and made us both more powerful.”
That sounded like a pretty good deal to him. “So it’s not always like that? What usually happens?” Not that he wanted to think of her with others.
The smile faded away. “Usually we take what we want. Humans are left with pleasure, but their bodies are much weaker than before. The weakness can last for a few hours or even days.”
“Why didn’t you just take from me?”
“I don’t know.” Stark.
Again, more honesty than he’d expected. Her lips were just a few inches away from his. Her eyes were so blue. A deception, that. He didn’t want any more deceptions. “Show me your eyes. Your real eyes.”
Her lids lowered in a slow blink. When her lashes lifted, her eyes were blacker than the night. He raised his hand. Traced a fingertip under her left eye. “Beautiful,” he murmured, and meant it. With Niol, the dark eyes looked scary as hell, but the darkness didn’t detract from Cara’s appeal. It added to it. Made her look mysterious, wild.
“I want you.” There was no coyness in her. “Naked. Inside me.”
That was exactly where he wanted to be.
“I don’t want anything between us. I can’t catch any diseases that humans have, and I control my own fertility.”
Handy.
“I want you, flesh to flesh, with me.”
The lady had caught him at “naked.”
He bent his head. Kissed her. A slow, tasting kiss. When she moaned, the sound rumbling in the back of her throat, every nerve in his body tightened.
She pulled away from him, licked her red lips. “But first, I want a taste.”
Her powerful scent surrounded him. Sex. Woman. Magic. When she dropped to her knees before him, Todd actually felt light-headed for a moment. “You don’t have to—”
But her hands were working on the buckle of his jeans, easing down the zipper and then shoving the rough denim and his boxers out of the way.
His cock bobbed toward her. The head was stiff and a drop of moisture already coated the tip of his arousal. Her hands wrapped around his swollen length. Tightened. Stroked.
Pleasure lashed through him.
“Relax,” she murmured softly and Todd realized he was growling in anticipation. “I’m only going to give.”
Then her mouth was on him. Lips parted and soft. Tongue caressing as she closed her mouth over him.
His fingers wrapped around her head, dug into the silken tendrils of her hair.
A powerful energy snaked through him. Her mouth was heaven. Every sexy move of her lips paradise. But there was more. More than he’d ever felt.
The feelings were magnified, spiraling along his nerves and cells, the pleasure pulsating within him.
Her mouth caressed his cock, her lips featherlight. Her fingers circled the base of his shaft and she moved her hand in time to the seductive motions of her lips and tongue.
Driving. Him. Insane.
His cock swelled even more under her ministrations. His hands fisted in her hair, and each move of her mouth had him nearly begging.
But then she pulled away. Easily broke his hold and leaned back, bracing her palms against the floor as she gazed up at him.
No, damn it, not yet, he wasn’t—
“I like the way you taste, Todd. I like it a lot.”
He swore he could actual hear the rip of his control shredding. He fell to his knees beside her, hands trembling. A roar filled his ears and a growl churned in his throat. A red haze of need covered his eyes and he reached for her with hands that were too rough, far too strong for her delicate skin.
She met him eagerly. Fought with him to jerk off her shirt. To bare those breasts that he loved. Then he shoved her bra out of the way. Caught one tight nipple between his teeth while his right hand fondled her other breast. The heady scent that was pure Cara thickened in the air.
He suckled her, drawing her breast into his mouth, then slipping back to lave her nipple. God, but the woman had great breasts. Pink nipples. Sweet, firm flesh. Not too big. Just right for his mouth.
He dragged his fingers down her body. Managed to push down her pants as she shifted, and Cara kicked off her pumps and the pants in a hard, fast move.
With a last lick, he lifted his head. She wore only black panties now. A small scrap really. Barely covered her mound. His fingers wrapped around her hips, and his eyes zeroed in on that tempting flesh.
She’d gotten to command his body. Turnabout was only fair.
“Spread your legs.” A guttural demand.
Cara smiled, pure enticement, and spread those long, slender legs.
He eased down between her thighs, lowering his head right over the dark silk. His nostrils flared as he caught the scent of her cream. The rich promise of hot sex.
The promise of her.
His lips pressed against the silk. A stark kiss. She arched beneath him, sliding more fully against his mouth.
Just where he wanted her.
He could feel the soft nub of her clitoris pressing through the underwear. He rubbed his tongue over the sensitive spot, loving the way she sighed his name with each soft touch.
But it wasn’t enough.
The fingers of his right hand caught the silk. Tugged and the fabric tore free. Then her sex was bare. Open. Ready for his kiss.
He put his lips against her first. Explored her creamy flesh. Moved as slowly as he wanted so that he could learn every inch of her. Learn what she liked. What made her moan and twist and shake.
Then he used his tongue, sliding it into the folds of her tight core, taking the rich cream and giving pleasure. He lapped at her. Tasted. Drove his tongue deep. Again and again and—
Todd felt her climax against him with a shudder.
He drank up her release, driving his tongue deeper into her body, hearing her cries and loving the feel of her nails as they dug into his shoulders.
When the shivers faded, his head lifted, just a few inches. Todd licked his lips as his fingers slipped over her mound and stroked the center of her need. Oh, damn, but she was wet and more than ready for him now. The flesh swollen, warm and waiting to be fucked.
Todd drove two fingers deep into her straining sex.
He felt the sudden tightness of her body beneath his with a rush of satisfaction. His succubus wanted to come again for him. Her sex clenched around his fingers, a telling sign that he wouldn’t ignore.
Todd pulled away from her, only to reposition his body, lodging the head of his cock against her moist opening. The feel of her sex against his, the creamy warmth, the silken skin, had him gritting his teeth as he thrust forward.
Her hand rose. Covered his heart. For an instant, he stilled.
Then her gaze met his. Black eyes. Dark and deep.
Her lips curved.
He caught her hand with his. Pressed it harder against his chest. Felt the air around him seem to shimmer, to pulse.
He drove into her, burying balls-deep in one hard move.
Then he was moving. Thrusting. Withdrawing. Thrusting. Cara wrapped her legs around him. Arched into his driving hips.
Her face took on a faint glow. A light from within. A faint stir of gentle wind blew against his face, then all over him, and her hand stayed steady and warm against his chest.
His thrusts became harder. Deeper. “I want to feel you come,” he gritted. He wanted to feel her release, to see it on her face.
“Then you will,” she whispered, and gasped, tipping back her head and squeezing her legs even tighter around him.
The feelings hit him then. The ripples of pleasure that weren’t his own. The shattering euphoria that danced along his skin.