Chapter Twelve
“The Devil. We play poker every Thursday night. I lost. A lot.”
Raven couldn’t believe this shit. Hell and heaven were after her because he lost at poker. She fisted her hands in frustration. “You played poker with him? Damned you. What in hell is wrong with you?” She punched him in the arm again. “Everyone knows he cheats.” She started to take a step away from him, then drove her fist into his stomach. “You lost at cards, and you had me covering your losses?”
He attempted to protect himself, but shrugged in answer. The captain refused to look her in the eye. She wanted to hit him again but stopped when Marcus shook his head.
“I’m afraid that is the truth,” a thin voice responded from behind them.
Raven spun around and saw the coroner standing just inside the doorway. “Doc? You shouldn’t be here. It’s not safe for you.”
Doctor Hill smiled. “Don’t worry about me, my dear. Nothing will harm me.
“You’re not an immortal. I’d know.” Raven looked at Marcus, but his expression remained cold.
The doctor crossed the room and stood beside the giant. “You’re right, my dear, I’m human, but I’m protected by heaven. I’ve known Marcus for some time.”
“You work for heaven?”
“Well, I prefer to call it doing my part to keep the balance between us and the human race. Now, if you’ll excuse us, the captain and I must leave before the human detectives show up.”
“Doc, you can’t defend yourself from him. I’ll go with you. Maybe Marcus should come along.”
“Well, my dear, it’s not necessary. The captain will behave with me, won’t you, Melvin?”
Raven couldn’t believe her ears. The doctor not only knew Marcus but the captain as well. This whole situation was getting stranger and stranger by the minute. “Melvin?”
“Yes. His human name. We suspected the captain was playing fast and loose with his powers. I was sent to monitor him and the situation.”
Her head was spinning. Doctor Hill worked for heaven. Marcus worked for heaven. “Are there any humans working in the police department?”
Doctor Hill exchanged glances with Marcus. “Yes, there are quite a few. Actually, there are more of them than immortals.” He walked over to the captain, and Marcus released his hold on the demon’s neck.
Doctor Hill removed a glowing rope from his pocket and draped it over the captain’s shoulders. “Right now, I’ll take the captain and leave before Sal and the other humans show up. There’s no reason to make this more complicated than it already is, now is there?” He led the captain out of the room.
“I can’t believe it’s over.” Raven started to shake as she shifted back to her smaller form.
“Yes, you can.” Marcus wrapped his jacket around her shoulders. “Let’s get you out of here before Sal and the others show up. They don’t need to see you like this.”
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Raven still couldn’t believe how the day had ended. She’d cleared her name and the captain would pay for his greed. Marcus sat in the car beside her as she snuggled into his coat, his scent penetrating her nose and exciting her senses. Time for a bit of revenge.
Marcus pulled into a parking space and hurried around the car to help her out. Outside her apartment, Marcus fished her keys out of her leather jacket and unlocked the door. Raven dashed in before the neighbors saw what his jacket didn’t cover.
Once inside, she dropped his jacket to the floor. “Marcus, you never told me if you liked my outfit. Before it was shredded, that is.”
His eyes became veiled with lust as he scanned her face, as if not sure where she was going with this. He wet his lips as his eyes lingered on her breasts. She raised her arm, smoothing her hair, fully aware that it accentuated her breasts.
Slowly she ran her hand down her stomach. “You never said if you like me here either.”
“I like.” His voice was raw with need.
“You know what I like?”
“No.”
Raven walked over to him, grabbed his belt buckle, and undid it. As she unzipped his pants, she said, “I want to suck you, taste you, feel your cock in my mouth.” She dropped his pants to the floor. “You’ve never had a blow job until a succubus sucks your dick.”
Raven leaned down and her lips teased his muscular thigh. This was so right. For the first time, sex was pleasure, pure pleasure. She tugged his briefs down his legs, and he stepped out of them.
Even his semi-erect cock was massive, long and thick, with a large head. Her mouth watered as her hand moved over his skin and grazed his balls.
Marcus sucked in air sharply as his lust shone in his eyes. His cock hardened under her attention. Raven watched his cock grow longer and thicker, his shaft rose, deep purple pleasure standing against his dark thatch of hair.
Raven had always enjoyed the male body—herculean shoulders, wide chest, sexy six-pack—but Marcus’ cock was an exceptional work of art. Long, thick, and reaching out for her touch. “Tell me what you want.”
His pupils dilated as he growled, “Lick me. Explore every inch of my dick with your tongue, then inhale me, suck me till I explode. I want to come in your mouth. You will swallow every drop of me, and I want you to beg me for more.”
This man knew exactly what he wanted, and she was the woman to give it to him. Raven leaned into him and licked the underside of his shaft. Her mouth hungered for him, but she wouldn’t rush this. She’d make him endure the pleasure and the pain of waiting. Revenge sex was definitely the sweetest.
His musky flavor spread along her tongue, heightening her need to taste more of him. She wrapped her fingers around the wide base of his cock and licked the tip. Her tongue swirled through the beads of moisture. She loved the taste of him. She sucked the bulbous head into her mouth, initiating an immediate deeper connection with him.
He groaned as his hips flexed and tensed. “Raven, oh fuck, yeah.”
She pulled back, licked her lips, and smiled up at him. She needed time to slow her own pounding need. Gripping the base of his dick, she pumped him hard, then she closed her mouth around his flesh, sucking deep and strong until her cheeks hollowed around his tight flesh.
Lacing his fingers through her hair, his hips pulsed, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth as he said, “Hell, yeah.”
Raven sank her mouth as far down his length as she could, her fingers lightly caressing his balls as her throat clenched around his girth.
His cock vibrated in her mouth as he tensed his abdominal muscles. His fingers twisted in her hair, and she knew he was about to come. Allowing saliva to escape her mouth, she coated a finger, then she slid it past his balls. When he moved his hips and widened his legs to gain more leverage, she carefully rimmed the opening of his anus and pushed her wet finger just past the taut ring of muscle.
Marcus’s entire body went into spasm as his pleasure become overwhelming. “Raven!” His fingers tightened in her hair in a punishing grip, then his cock exploded, shooting cum down her throat.
She sucked him furiously, needed every last drop. She worked her little finger deeper into his asshole, curling it until she hit his prostate.
“Damn,” he shouted as he thrust his hips and his cock exploded again across her tongue.
Raven loved the salty taste of him and sucked harder for her own satisfaction. Finally he’d spent everything he had and collapsed across her bed, forcing her mouth off his wet dick. She crawled onto the bed and laid her cheek on his stomach. His breathing was still harsh, and she could feel his heart pounding.
Her hand slipped around his spent penis. “I’ve never had such a massive cock before. You excite me in ways no other man ever has.” Leaning over, she kissed his bare thigh, then trailed her tongue up his leg, and he shivered with obvious delight.
Marcus caressed her chin. “No.”
Raven needed him inside her. “But I…”
“Now it’s my turn to give you pleasure.” Marcus teased his fingertips across her stomach, and Raven sucked in air as need exploded across her body. He lifted her to the edge of the bed, slipped off the mattress, and spread her legs as he knelt between them.
With an urgency he desperately tried to control, his fingers slowly traced their way across her stomach till her breasts filled his hands. “I love your tits.” He swallowed hard as he rubbed his thumbs across her black-cherry nipples. They immediately hardened to his touch. “Beautiful.”
Raven moaned and tossed her head back, exposing her creamy throat.
Marcus moaned too. He couldn’t resist such an invitation. He pushed her down on the bed and trailed wet kisses along her neck. Her skin tasted of leather and vanilla.
Raven laced her fingers through his hair and guided him to her beasts. “Lick me.” Her voice quaking with need, and he sensed she craved his touch as much as he desired to feel the pleasure of eating her out.
“Your wish is my command.” His tongue flicked across one fleshy bud, then the other. He rolled and batted each nipple, scraping his teeth along the sensitive nibs. She squirmed beneath him, and he felt her pleasure ripple through her.
“If you like that, you’ll love this.” He drew her distended nipple into his mouth and sucked it. Raven pushed her hips against him, showing her need. As he sucked her, his hand caressed her stomach, and she shivered with delight.
Kissing down her stomach, he moved so he could taste the inside of her thigh, his tongue sliding along her flesh and flicking at the juncture between her legs.
Opening her legs, she offered her pussy to him. “I need your cock now.”
“You’ll get it deep and hard, but first…” His voice trailed off as he kissed his way up Raven’s soft inner thigh. Each time he nipped her soft skin, a squeal of delight escaped her swollen lips.
Raven’s juices flowed as Marcus nipped her inner thigh. “I’m going to explode.”
His hot breath caressed her damp skin, as he hovered there, a maddening inch shy of her craving pussy.
Raven grabbed him by the back of his head and pressed him urgently toward her aching core. His tongue swirled around her clit, sucking up her juices. She pinched her nipples as a moan escaped her lips and his tongue licked all her folds.
Then Marcus slowly, lightly tongued her clit, and she stifled the moan that rumbled from her throat. He concentrated on her clit, rolling his tongue around and around its hood, sucking gently and occasionally drawing his tongue directly over the clit, slowly increased the pressure, dancing a wild rhythm on her sex.
The pressure of his finger poised at her entrance, ready to plunge into her slit, caused Raven to tense her legs and tilt her pelvis to meet him.
He cocked his finger and entered her enflamed pleasure point and began to pound and vibrate against it with the same tempo as his darting tongue against her clit.
Raven’s toes clenched as her sex clamped around his fingers. She shook uncontrollably, then shrieked, and Marcus delighted in her orgasm, amazed at how much joy he felt in satisfying his succubus.
“You’re the most amazing man.” She pulled him up and kissed him, driving her tongue into his mouth and tasting herself. He kissed her back, then pulled away from her.
Marcus smiled at Raven when she moaned as his finger traced a trail down her neck and over her shoulder. Every muscle in her body tensed, but Marcus made her wait. His hot breath against her skin made her arch up into him. “Marcus.”
He looked down at her. “Raven, my little succubus.”
Raven rolled onto all fours, and Marcus grabbed her hips and thrust into her. He drove his aching cock into her, and she met him, stroke for stroke.
His hand slid around and tugged her nipples.
Raven’s pussy clamped down and milked his dick as she pushed back hard against him with every thrust.
Marcus’ hand slid up her side and stroked her back as his cock filled her. He pulled back so only the very tip remained inside.
“More, more,” she begged.
He drove back into her wet channel.
“Marcus,” Raven shrieked.
He pounded into her core over and over, deeper and deeper. Their bodies moved in unison quickening as the intensity heightened.
“Marcus.” Her voice was raspy with lust, and he knew she was close as she bucked back against him.
Her pussy clenched around him as she screamed, “Marcus.” Her spasming climax set him off, and Marcus squeezed her close as his cock leaped and spurted into her. He felt every gush of his seed filling her.
They collapsed onto the bed. Two souls united through passion.
When Raven woke up, she was alone in the bed, but she still sensed his soul around her. They were a match—not made in heaven or hell—but a match nevertheless.
She smelled his sexiness and the coffee he offered and smiled. Marcus sat on the edge of the bed and handed her a cup. “We have to go to work.”
She leaned over and kissed him. “Yes, but this is my work and I’m good at it.”
“You’re fantastic, but the humans expect us at the police precinct.”
“They can wait.” Raven grabbed his handcuffs off the nightstand and twirled them around her finger. “It’s your turn to wear the cuffs,” she said playfully.