Chapter Two
Raven downed her drink, placed the glass on the table, and stood. “Well, why don’t I show you someplace a little more intimate?”
“I’m game.” The senator was her height, but, with his receding hairline and stomach hanging over his belt, he repulsed her. Being physically attracted to her prey wasn’t part of the job, so she lightly touched his face and smiled.
He jumped out of the seat with the eagerness of a puppy. By the time he realized he was her game, it would be too late. She brushed her hand across his crotch, then grabbed his hand and led him through a door at the back. She’d paid the bartender his usual fee for the private room. The standard thrill of mischief evaded her this time as she opened the office door. A small desk lamp on a corner table cast a soft glow, giving the room a simple ambiance.
She barely got the door closed before he invaded her personal space and ran his hand up her tight dress and cupped her breast.
Raven fought the urge to kiss the life out of him right then. “Oh.”
“You know what I want?” he demanded gruffly.
Yes, she did, but he didn’t have any idea what he was going to get instead. She’d take his soul tonight. “Kiss me.”
She moved in for the kill. Closer and closer her lips came to his, inches away from dropping and sucking his life force into her. The door burst open, and the giant from the bar ducked into the room. When their eyes met, Raven’s pulse quickened.
The senator reacted quickly as if this happened to him all the time. “Get out. The lady and I are busy.” But the unmistakable fear in the senator’s voice made Raven bite her lips so she wouldn’t laugh out loud.
The giant towered over the senator. His stance menacing, his choirboy eyes glowing, and his voice low and controlled as he said, “You get out.”
Without hesitating, the senator dashed out of the room, avoiding eye contact with her.
Raven wasn’t going to lose her quarry to this over-stuffed innocent. “Damned.”
“Not me,” the giant said.
She tried to skirt around him, but the big guy caught her by the wrist. “Leave him alone.” There was no mistaking the menacing tone, but Raven had a job to do.
She fisted her right hand and threw a punch at him. He ducked, letting her momentum spin her around so he could grab her by the shoulders. He held her firmly against his chest. “That isn’t very ladylike, now, is it?”
He stood behind her, his hot breath seared the skin on her neck, and her nipples hardened. “Let me go.”
The giant dropped his mouth against her ear, heightening her desire. “Promise to leave the senator alone.”
Damned, the big guy worked for the senator. She struggled to pry his fingers off her arms, noting the dramatic play of his dark skin against her pale flesh, but he wrapped one of his muscular arms around her shoulder and the other around her waist as he pulled her swiftly against his rock hard abs. His body heat penetrated the cool core she depended on to do her job, and her bodily appetite increased.
She’d never reacted to a man this way before. Even though her dress offered some barricade to his touch against her flesh, the steam of his palms against her shoulder seared her skin. He slid his hands down her arm to her waist, leaving a heat trail, and her breath caught at the sensation.
“You know what I want?” he rasped, his voice raw lust.
Her pussy clenched as liquid heat flooded it. Damn, she wanted him pounding into her as much as he did. “For me to leave the senator alone?”
His hand moved to the front of her tight dress and squeezed her breast. His arousal against her back was unmistakable, and, unable to stop herself, she pressed against his delicious hardness.
Every inch of her body strained for the itch only his questing fingers could satisfy.
As if sensing her need, he unzipped her dress and slipped it off her shoulders. Goosebumps formed on her bare skin. He slowly slid the fabric down her arms as his hot breath teased her ear. Letting the dress crumple to the floor, he said, “You want me to stop?”
Raven wasn’t sure if the cool of the room or the heat of the man standing behind her caused the waves of shivers racing down her spine. She’d never experienced this need for completion. She wouldn’t let him stop until she was totally satisfied.
His strong fingers curled around her wrists, and he guided her hands to the desk, forcing her to lean over the glass top. Her hot thighs pressed against the cold chrome frame as his teeth nibbled her shoulder. He kissed up her neck, then sucked her earlobe, and she grasped at the desk, seeking relief to quench her hunger.
She shivered as the chilly air caressed her overheated skin. He cupped her breasts, as if judging her weight and size. He brushed his thumb over an aching peak as he feather-kissed her neck. His magic hands teased her skin as he traced around every inch of her breasts, heightening her craving.
Raven turned to face him, but he stopped her easily. His broad hand blanketed her stomach, pulling her against his hard and throbbing erection. A rush of arousal arched between them. His quickening breath matched hers. This man’s lust ignited hers and, for the first time, Raven wanted sex to quench her own need, not just because she had to take a soul.
He kissed the top of her spine and worked his way down her back, kissing and nipping her flesh as his hands continued a slow sensual massage across her hips and down her thighs. Her pussy flooded with moisture. His massive hands offered such a light touch, sending pulsating urgency across her scorching skin.
She wiggled against his cock, starving for its touch. She was unable to control her need. His breath rasped in her ear as he skimmed his hand over her buttocks, leaving trails of burning desire. Sliding his hand between her thighs, he cupped her mons. She whimpered and thrust against his big hand, helpless to stop herself. Against her ass, his cock strained against his pants.
He slipped her panties off her ass and down her legs. One thick finger parted her swollen, wet pussy lips and caressed her clitoris. He rubbed the small nub, and she bit her lip as her body shook with unrealized release.
A zipper hissed, pants thudded against the floor, and Raven shivered with the voracity of her need. The unmistakable sound of a condom package being ripped open made her lick her lips. The tip of his cock pressed against the entrance of her sex, and she bent over farther, giving in to pure desire.
His thick, long cock teased her sex. “Do you want this?”
“Yes,” she whispered, as she arched to give him better access. He gently pushed into her as a moan escaped him.
“More,” she demanded as he thrust into her.
“Like this?” he asked. His hands gripped her waist tightly against him as he thrust deeper and deeper into her weeping core.
She flexed against him, savoring the delicious sensation of his enormous shaft pounding into her wet channel.
She loved the way his balls smacked sharply against her clit as he thrust deeper and faster. Contracting her pussy muscles around his hammering cock to ensure more pleasure for both of them, she realized for the first time in her life that she reveled in the sensation of being fully filled.
Before she could further contemplate how large his cock actually was, he grabbed her around her hips, and his thrusts grew more frantic. “Yes, yes,” he moaned, and she couldn’t help but drive back to meet him, rocking back and forth in a biological frenzy.
The sound of her ass cheeks slapping his groin echoed in the stillness of the room. His balls banging against her pussy drove her closer to climax, arching into him, her nipples tingling and puckering with a craving she’d never experienced before. She was finally experiencing sex wholly and hadn’t once considered taking his soul.
The sensation of overwhelming urgency began in her thighs and increased in strength as it coiled and tightened in her groin. Soul-shaking, full-body quakes shook through her, and her nipples hardened. Her thigh muscles tightened. Her pussy clenched around his thick, pistoning cock and she cried out, “Oh, oh.”
“Yes. Yes,” he gritted out as his hips meshed against her ass.
Raven felt the giant’s whole body shake as his seed exploded from his swollen dick. Collapsing, she laid her hot face against the cool desk.
He kissed back up her spine, sending shivers of pleasure racing across her already excited skin. “You’re magnificent,” he said, his hot breath caressing her ear. For a moment, she felt his cock twitch, and he moaned in pleasure as her pussy squeezed his rod one last time, and he collapsed over her, burning skin against burning skin.
His heat mingled with hers, and a comfort she’d never experienced engulfed her. This man, this giant, had claimed her as his, and she’d reveled in it.
For a few moments, they remained still, their bodies leaning heavily on the desk, their needs satisfied. Then he stirred, pulled that huge cock out of her still-clenching core, and kissed her neck.
Raven wanted to hold him against her, make love to him all over again, but he stood. The frigid air of the room surrounded her. The thud of the condom in the garbage can, the rustle of fabric, and the rasp of the zipper told her they were finished. Afraid to turn and look at him, to let him see that she wanted more, she continued to lie against the desk.
“Do you want to get a drink?” he queried with a sincerity she hadn’t heard in some time.
Sex had never blown her mind before. Her body hungered for this man again, but she wouldn’t let him see her vulnerability, so instead she answered, “No, I’m good.”
He kissed her shoulder, trailing his finger down her spine as he said, “You are glorious.”
Raven remained prone against the cool surface of the desk until he left the small space, unable to gather her strength. Finally, she slowly got dressed. Looking in the mirror, she saw a brightness reflected in her eyes. The giant had revitalized her system in a way she’d never thought possible, and it showed. As a succubus, sex had always been a means to an end. Be stimulating, offer sex, get him alone, and take his soul—simple. With this giant, she’d tasted true sexual satisfaction, and she craved more.