was no
cruelty in him. His touch had been curious and gentle.
She stared into his
guileless amber eyes, fascinated by the innocence she saw there.
Had she ever been
this pure? His features were masculine perfection—strength tempered
by tenderness. Oh, to defile one such as this.
Did she dare?
Hell yes, she dared! Blindly deferring to
the judgment of males had gained her nothing. It was past time she
set her own course.
“Yes,” she whispered. “You are male. I am
female. I was made for you.”
“Am I to name you as I named the
others?”
She smiled. “No. This will
be different, my golden one. I will share my knowledge with you. ”
He hesitated, then moved his hand, revealing
his thick, hard cock. “Do you understand what to do with this?”
Lilith licked her lips and smiled. “Yes. Oh,
yes.”
Chapter Two
Lilith stretched in the grass, cupping her
breasts and glorying in the purple predawn. His warm hand touched
her knee. “I’ve seen the beasts in the field. I understand what
must be done.”
Lilith’s mind filled with unwanted images.
Sammael’s contorted features, his rippling muscles, his mighty cock
stretching the gray demon’s bright red core. “You understand
nothing.” The golden male’s enthusiasm melted into shame and Lilith
softened her tone. “You’re eager to learn and that’s good. But you
must be patient.”
His gaze moved over her naked body, his
fingers tracing lazy circles on her kneecap while he waited for her
next command.
Lilith watched him as he
watched her. He was so innocent. “I will make the Splendor come upon you, but
you—”
“Come?”
He’d fixated on the wrong
word. She liked it even better. “Yes. I’ll make you come, but
only after you’ve
pleasured me. My pleasure must always come first.”
Her feline vision surged, allowing her to
see the creature more clearly in the muted light. He gently cupped
her breast. Lilith smiled. So different from Sammael. Long and
graceful, his body was toned and defined rather than bulky and
massive. Everything about him was golden. His hair, his skin, even
his amber eyes were all varieties of the same color.
“Your skin is so soft.” His voice whispered
across her senses while his fingers lightly grazed her skin.
Tenderness was a nice contrast to Sammael’s brutality, but she
needed her nipples rolled and sucked…bitten!
Awareness passed through Lilith like a
specter. “Did you hear that?” She looked up and down the
riverbank.
“Creatures often come here to drink. I see
none right now.”
She didn’t see anything either, but
she could sense something, unseen yet present. “Let’s move into the
shadows.”
Scrambling up from the grass, Lilith led him
into the surrounding woods. Her pussy ached, her clit was swollen
and needful. Each step she took rubbed her slick folds together.
Such sweet torment. The uneasy suspicion that they were being
watched only heightened her arousal.
She leaned against a thick tree trunk and
raised her arms above her head, wrists crossed. She arched her back
and the male didn’t hesitate. His warm hands tenderly cupped her
breasts. “Squeeze me. Touch my nipples.” He seemed afraid to hurt
her. It frustrated the heaven out of her. “Watch.” Licking her
fingertips, she rolled her nipple, pulling firmly until it gathered
into a tight little point.
He deftly mimicked her movements and she
sighed. Better, yet she needed so much more. “Your mouth. Suck them
into your mouth.”
Bending his golden head, he eagerly obliged.
His lips closed around her nipple and sucked.
“Harder. Scrape your teeth over the very
tip.”
Someone was watching them. Her
awareness of the entity surged in tandem with her growing arousal.
It couldn’t be Sammael. The coward would never venture into the
Light, but he might have sent one of his minions.
She didn’t care. Let them watch! She
deserved this and more.
The golden male’s arm
circled her waist, pulling her forward, while his
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