Rogue Darkness by Dianne Duvall

He stared at it a long moment, then shrugged. “Fuck it. I’ll make it work.”

And make it work he did. Taking the remaining step to the foot of the bed, he set Nicole on the edge of the mattress. “Lie back.”

Heart hammering against her ribs, Nicole reclined as he unfastened the button at the waist of her pants and drew down the zipper. In short order, he removed the cargo pants. Beneath, she wore lacy black bikini panties, which she hoped were more enticing than her sports bra had been.

Sean made a rumbling sound that resembled a growl as he stared down at her and slowly slid his hands up her thighs. Her breath caught when he brushed a thumb over her clit. “Now every time I see you, I’m going to picture you like this, wearing these.”

She swallowed. “Are they better than the jeans with the tear in the knee?”

A devilish smile curled his lips. “Way better.” He stroked her again, sending lightning bolts of pleasure through her.

Nicole shifted restlessly, pressing up into his touch.

“Scoot back a little,” he ordered.

Raising onto her elbows, she eased back.

At the same time, he hooked his fingers into the delicate sides of the panties and drew them down her legs, tossing them to the floor. “That’s good.”

She stopped.

Sean took her left foot in his hand and propped it on the edge of the mattress. Taking her right foot, he did the same, splaying her legs wide. “Yeah,” he murmured, staring at her center. “This’ll work.”

In the next instant, he slid his arms beneath her knees, leaned down, and took her with his mouth.

Moaning, Nicole threw her head back and fisted her hands in the covers. The things he did. Licking and stroking and teasing her clit. Over and over, he worked the little bundle of nerves. Pleasure overwhelmed her, rising and intensifying as he slipped two fingers inside her.

“Sean,” she moaned.

One big hand held her hips in place while he ravished her. Just when she thought she would scream if she didn’t come soon, he moved his tongue with preternatural speed, the sensation as mind-blowing as that of a vibrator.

Bucking against him, Nicole cried out as ecstasy filled her.



Sean moaned when Nicole’s inner muscles clamped down around his fingers, his tongue unrelenting until he’d wrung the last ripple of pleasure from her. Lust pounded through him as he straightened.

Nicole lay spread out before him, her beautiful body bare, her taste still on his tongue.

And she tasted soooo good.

A slight sheen of moisture glistened on her skin. Her breasts rose and fell as she tried to catch her breath. Just the feel of her inner muscles squeezing his fingers had nearly made him come. But Sean had held on, wanting to be balls-deep inside her first.

He doffed his pants and boxer briefs in a blink. “Move back until your head’s on the pillow,” he ordered.

Bracing her feet on the bed, she pushed herself back until her hair nearly reached the headboard. Though the mattress was higher off the ground than her bed at home, Sean was tall enough not to have a problem getting a knee on it.

Her brown eyes gleamed with appreciation as he crawled toward her.

Sean braced his hands on either side of her to keep his weight off her and settled himself between her thighs, his hard cock nudging her slick entrance. She felt so small compared to his bulk. So delicate that he felt a moment’s qualm.

Her look turned watchful. “What is it?” Resting her hands on his forearms, she gave them a sweet stroke.

“Tell me if I hurt you.” He hadn’t been with a woman since he’d gained immortal strength and wasn’t sure…

Understanding dawned on her pretty features. “I will.” Sliding her hands up his arms, she cupped his face and drew him down for a kiss. “But don’t hold back unless I say something. Okay?”

He kissed her. “Okay.”

Smiling, she wrapped her arms around him. “Now take me. I want to feel you inside me.”

Hell yes.

Both moaned as he pressed forward. She was warm and wet, squeezing him so tightly he would’ve wondered if she was a virgin if he didn’t know better. Sean wanted to go slow, to ease into her passage inch by inch and give her time to adjust, but it felt too good. She felt too good.

He thrust deep, burying himself to the hilt.

Nicole gasped. Her hands clenched on his back, her short nails pricking his skin.

Sean stiffened, afraid he’d hurt her. “Too hard?” He’d never had the guts to ask one of the married immortals if he’d ever lost sight of his super strength during sex and accidentally hurt his wife when she’d still been mortal.

Nicole’s lips twitched. “Ba-dum-tish,” she said breathlessly.

Sean laughed, then groaned when the action made his cock jump inside her.

Her laugh turned into a moan. Rotating her hips, she took him deeper and ground her clit against him. “Not too hard,” she purred. “Too good.”

So hungry for her that he shook, Sean withdrew almost to the crown and pushed deep.

She moaned. “Yes.”

No longer fearing he’d hurt her, he repeated the motion, thrusting deep, pounding into her. It was incredible. Like nothing he’d ever experienced before. Now that he was immortal, he felt everything more. His enhanced senses overloaded him with her scent, her taste, every touch and brush of her flesh against his. She felt so good, her small hands roving his back as she arched up against him, urging him on as he drove into her again and again.