asked, "Are you going to give me what I want?”
“Gods, woman, you are stubborn.” He rested his forehead on hers. “Are you going to give me what I want?”
She wanted to be done with all this talking. “What do you want?”
“Stay.” He nuzzled the soft skin behind her ear, and then pushed away to stare directly into her eyes. She saw a vulnerability that surprised her. “Please.”
Lili didn't hesitate. "Yes."
"Then let's take Zepar's suggestion and frolick. They ran toward the surf. A large wave crashed onto the shifting sand and the cool salt water lapped at their toes. Gaap dropped to his knees.
"Push your breasts together," he demanded. His mouth sought the swollen peaks of her nipples and tugged them into his mouth. The hot contact and the cool breeze were contrasts in sensation.
Lili's head fell back. The hot sun bathed her battered face. Gaap's tongue curled around both nipples and squeezed while his questing fingers stroked the cleft in her ass and headed for her sex.
Lili felt the gazes of the soldiers guarding them. "They are watching?" she said breathlessly.
"The Fae have grown bolder. I will not put you in jeopardy."
The thought of Demons watching didn't repel her. She arched her back, cupped her breasts, and lifted her wet nipples to the sky.
She whimpered as his knowing fingers stroked the lips of her pussy and spread her wide. He slid his tongue down her stomach and trilled the tip along her clit.
Lili's hips jerked toward him.
"Gods, you're as wet as the ocean," Gaap said triumphantly.
She wanted him inside her. Now.
"Not yet."He nipped at her clitoris. In one lithe move, he stood and lifted her against his chest.
Reflexively her legs straddled his hips and her arms circled his shoulders.
Gaap rubbed his erection along the outside of her womb, hitting the soft spot between her hipbones. He strode boldly into the waves, going deep into the surf. The cool water hit her pussy and she squealed.
Then Gaap shifted angles and slid his cock along her nether lips and teased her with the head.
Blood rushed to her sex. She throbbed with every gentle contact, desperate for more. Desperate for the plunge of his cock into her body. The thick hot length of him to stroke her inside.
“Please,” she finally begged.
The water twirled around them and caressed her breasts like a lover's touch.
“Shhh.” He rubbed his erection against her swollen sex until the head of his cock barely breached her entrance. Each swell of the water pushed him just a little further inside.
She dug her heels into his buttocks and strained toward him.
But Gaap would not be rushed. "Lie back." He slid the heel of his hand from her belly button along the center of her slick wet body and eased her back until she floated on top of the water.
They were connected only at the entrance of her sex and the head of his erection.
Her hair drifted around her head and her breasts bobbed, exposed to the noon day sun and the watchful eyes of the Demon guard. The cold salt water lapped at her body.
"Do you feel my touch?" he whispered silkily. Like a greedy mouth, the water nipped and sucked at the aroused peaks of her nipples, the swollen bud of her clitoris, the hollow of her belly button, the rosette of her ass. Even the engorged slit of her sex felt his subtle bite. Each caress created an answering pull deep within her body.
Every nerve ending tingled.
"Not. Enough." She reached down between their bodies and grasped the stalk of his cock. The heat and the hardness of him seared her hand. “I can’t wait.”
He groaned. “Let go.”
Lili released his cock. In one strong and magnificent thrust, he impaled her, marking her inside, making her his. And she knew she’d never be the same. The walls of her vagina pulsed around his impossibly large cock.
She was faint from the friction as he glided in and out of her body. Her pussy clenched around him and tried to suck him in and keep him there. The erotic ebb and flow of
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