Chapter Nine
In the car, Raven snuggled into the fine leather seat as she watched Marcus navigate through traffic. His scent filled her like his dick had just a few minutes before. This man from heaven was her sexual match and that excited her senses.
At her place, he took the key from her hand and unlocked the door, signaling for her to stay behind him. Raven didn’t know what to expect, but she knew as long as Marcus was with her she would be safe.
Once inside her apartment, relief flooded through her. No one had broken in. They were after the captain, not her. Pointing to the left, she said, “The kitchen is there. You want to pour me some hemlock?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his lips to hers. Kissing him was the most sensual thing she’d ever experienced. She didn’t have to worry about killing him. All she had to do was enjoy the feel of his tongue against hers. “I need a shower.” Taking a few steps away she said, “That hemlock would taste even better if you joined me.”
Stopping at the bathroom door, she said over her shoulder. “I’ll leave the door open just in case you want to scrub my back.”
She heard him chuckle as she stepped through the entrance. She turned on the water and slipped off her clothes. Since they’d met, all she could think about was fucking him. That wasn’t unusual for a succubus, but with him it was all about the pleasure he gave her, and she wanted to make up for all the years of unsatisfying sex.
Climbing into the shower, she let the hot water wash over her skin, hoping Marcus would join her. After washing her hair and her body, she gave up the notion that he would and stepped out of the shower.
“Here’s your poison.” His husky voice called to her from the doorway.
Taking a towel, she wrapped her wet hair, then wrapped another towel around her body. Smiling, she took the glass from his hand. “Thanks, do you want a drink?”
“I’m good.”
Raven downed the hemlock and handed him the glass. Then she let the towel drop to the floor. Watching him devour her with his eyes, Raven’s need tightened in her stomach.
“You are stunning,” he said as he reached out to her. “Kiss me.”
Ignoring his request, she took his hand and placed it on her swollen breast. “Touch me.”
He cupped her flesh and squeezed. “God, you’ve got the most magnificent tits. So big, and your nipples, black cherries begging me to…”
She pushed at him so he sat on the side of the tub, ensuring that her breasts were just inches from his face.
Latching onto her eagerly, he tugged at her tight nipples. Waves of pleasure crashed through her body. His teeth nipped at the buds, and she squealed. She liked pain, but she had always called the shots before. With Marcus, she could give in to her lust and just enjoy.
Running her fingers through his hair, she held his mouth tighter against her aching flesh. “More.”
His eyes widened, his sensuous lips turned up.
She needed to climax, she needed him. “Suck me. Please, suck me.”
Gleefully, he answered her request and feasted on her nipple, pushing her closer to orgasm.
Raven lifted her leg and rested her foot on the tub beside him. Marcus took the lead and his long, thick fingers caressed her thigh, then stroked her clit with a rhythm that caused her to shudder through a climax as she moaned.
Marcus’ pulse quickened and his muscles tightened as his dick pressed against his pants for release. He’d never been with a woman who came the way Raven did.
“You taste of vanilla and sex.” He nipped her breast, and she clawed at the back of his shirt.
Her need building faster than ever before, in spite of that orgasm, she cried in frustration, “Fuck me.”
“Your wish is my command.” Marcus stood, unzipped his fly, and pulled his pants down, his firm cock finally freed.
Raven took him in her hand and stroked his shaft slowly at first, but unable to control her need, she worked him hard as his dick thickened. She kissed his thigh, and his muscles tensed at her touch, making her pump him faster. “You’re the only one that makes me feel this way.”
His hands caressed her breasts and tugged her nipples, driving her need deeper. She dropped to her knees, took his thick, long cock into her mouth, and sucked as if her life depended on his pleasure. His breathing quickened, and his shaft throbbed against her tongue as his fingers wrapped into her long, wet hair, urging her to swallow him deeper and faster.
Marcus was totally enthralled by her passion and felt every muscle in his loins tighten with expectance as he moaned.
His fingers held her head as his hips thrust in time with his apparent need. When Raven cupped his balls, they tightened beneath her fingers, spurring her on to demand more from him. Her tongue laved the oozing slit of his dick, and he cried out as his cum pulsed into her mouth. She kept sucking his cock and stroking his balls until he was spent, even though his member remained rigid with desire.
Only an immortal could stay this hard against her forceful mouth. His pleasure pulsed new energy through her system.
He helped her to her feet, grabbed her ass, and lifted her up, pressing her against the wall as he kissed her hard and long.
His fingers caressed her breasts and tugged her nipples, sending waves of pleasure down her spine. This immortal drove her to new heights of passion, and she couldn’t get enough.
“Ready for more?” His voice felt like raw sex against her skin and sent shivers down her spine.
Raven wrapped her legs around his hips as he rammed straight into her weeping core. Again and again his balls spanked her ass, and she wrapped her arms around his rigid shoulders, pulling flush against his skin as if being absorbed through his tightly flexed muscles.
He ran his hands around her hips and bucked up hard and fast into her aching slit, brushing her swollen clit with each stroke. She matched his frantic pace, driving and grinding against him, taking him deeper and deeper into her pussy.
If possible, his muscles clenched even tighter as his passion peaked. He cried out as his scalding release battered against her womb.
Raven was no longer in control as his hips pulsed against her coiled center, and she screamed her pleasure, “Marcus, Marcus.” His orgasm fired off her own and raked through her body. His struggled to control his heavy breathing, then he kissed her neck, her chin, her lips. She felt weak against him, but he held her close, his cock still pulsating inside her. She rested her head against his neck and whispered, “Marcus.”
He slowly relaxed and patted her butt with gentle hands as he lowered her legs slowly to the floor. His eyes glowed green as he looked at her. “That’s some way to start the day.”
“Not sure I can stand,” she admitted weakly.
He bent over, grabbed the back of her head, and pulled her face forward to kiss her long and hard. Her breasts still hungered for his touch, but she pulled away. “I need to catch my breath.”
His eyes narrowed at her response. “Guess we’d better get dressed for work.” He grabbed his clothes from the floor.
She knew lust still shone in her eyes, and she glowed with sexual energy, a lovely side effect of loving Marcus. “What’s the hurry?”
Marcus dropped his clothes, stepped closer to her, wrapped his big arms around her, and lifted her up, carrying her eagerly to the bed. His weight on the mattress caused her breath to catch in anticipated pleasure. His strength pulsed above her and pressed down against her chest. His hot breath tantalized her ear, and she turned toward him.
His burning kisses ran down her neck and over her shoulder. Every muscle in her body tensed, wanting more. Nervous expectation stoked her passion higher.
Hot breath against her nipple caused her to reach out and grab his massive shoulders. The sensation of his lips on her skin made her arc up into his heated flesh.
Marcus stopped and looked down at her. “My little succubus.” He ran his hand down her arm and linked his fingers with hers. “Raven, you are such a temptress.” He raised her hands over her head, cuffed her left hand, linked the handcuffs through the metal bed frame and cuffed her right hand.
“Oh, you’re getting into the hard stuff.”
He smiled, eyes glazing over with lust, and growled, “Soon.”
It finally hit home that he wasn’t teasing, he was leaving. Without her. “No,” she hissed in desperation as she kicked out at him. “You can’t do this to me.”
His expression hardened as he stood. “I can’t clear your name and protect you at the same time. You be a good girl and stay here while I go get the bad guys.”
Marcus blew her a kiss, crossed the room, and left, closing and locking the door behind him.