A Demon’s Touch by Ella Jade

Chapter 18

Angelo

The moonlight bounced off the water as the waves calmly came to the shore. The serene evening air danced across our skin as we walked hand in hand along the beach after dinner. She splashed her feet in the surf, kicking the cool water in the air.

“Do you like the ocean?” I asked.

“I don’t swim in it.”

“How come?”

“Sharks.”

“Are you serious?” I’d swam far enough out to know there were plenty of sharks in the water, but I wouldn’t tell her that. Besides, I left them alone and they didn’t seem bothered by me.

“Haven’t you seen Jaws?”

“A few times, but it doesn’t deter me from a good swim.”

“I know.” She stopped playing in the water and took my other hand in hers, facing me under the stars. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She called to me in her new, sexy red dress, The silk clung to her slender curves and luscious breasts. The low-cut top revealed a generous amount of cleavage, but the way her braless nipples strained against the soft fiber tempted me from the moment she came down the stairs tonight.

“When we got here yesterday, and I was putting my bathing suit on, I saw you from the balcony of my room.”

“During my swim?” I had gone for a quick dip to relieve the extra stress Koradon had placed on me these past few days.

“You went out so far, and I lost track of you. I thought I was going to have to call the coast guard.”

“I’m happy you didn’t.” I often went for long swims in the ocean. It helped calm me and clear my head. Ever since I’d met Harper, I’d needed clarity. When I was with her, nothing else mattered, but that was selfish. The dangers in my life could easily transfer to her. “I was fine.”

“I didn’t know that when I couldn’t see you, but when you emerged, you looked incredible. Like Adonis.”

“More like Zeus.”

“Wasn’t he evil?” She dropped her arms over my shoulders. “You’re not evil. Wicked, maybe, but not evil.”

If you only knew who I really was.

She shivered against me.

“You’re cold.” I put my arm around her and guided her toward the house. “Greta has left dessert for us, and David lit the fire pit. You’ll be warmer on the patio.”

“Is there anything you don’t think of?”

“I thought of you all afternoon while you were getting pampered.”

“It was a lovely experience. My favorite part was the massage.”

“From a woman this time?” I asked, even though I’d made damn sure of that when I booked the appointment.

“As if you didn’t know.” She gave me an accusatory look.

“I may have requested a woman.” I guided her to the gazebo. “I was more comfortable with that.”

“This from the man who lived with a harem when I met him.” She placed her hand on her hip.

“A harem?” I tugged her to me, amused by her observation of my fallen angels. “I can honestly say there is only room for the two of us in my bed.”

“I’m glad to hear that.”

“You have no idea how you’re changing me.” I tucked her hair behind her ear and took the side of her face in my hand. “You’re all I’m ever going to need.”

“This is all happening so fast.”

“Too fast?” I pushed my lips to hers. “I can’t imagine wasting any more time. I’ve waited an eternity for you.”

“It feels that way for me too.” She hugged me. “I don’t want to be alone anymore.”

“You’ll never be alone again.” I gently kissed her. “I’m not leaving.”

“I believe you.” The trust in her eyes, and the certainty in her emotions took my breath away. I’d taken care of many women through the years, but none of them needed me the way Harper did. I hadn’t needed any of them the way I needed her either.

“Are you ready for dessert?” I turned her to face the table. “Champagne, strawberries, and chocolate.”

“This looks delectable.”

“It’s going to be.” I placed my hand on her thigh and slid it up to her panties. “Especially when I lick that chocolate from here.” I stroked my fingers along her inner thigh. “I’ve been thinking about it all day.”

“You’re a calculated man.” She leaned her head back and gazed up at me. Did she have any idea how seductive she could be? “What are you waiting for?”

I released her from my hold and handed her a flute of champagne.

“Let’s lower those inhibitions a little, shall we?”

“No vodka?”

“I thought about it.” I sipped the bubbly liquid. “But I want you coherent.”

She giggled before taking a sip. “How do you know this won’t make me drunk?”

“I’ll take my chances.”

I set my glass down and took a strawberry from the plate, dipping it in the velvety chocolate. Greta had set dessert up while we were on the beach, so I knew it wasn’t hot. I didn’t want to burn Harper. I ran it across her lips, smearing the melted candy over her mouth. She darted her tongue out and slowly licked the chocolate from them.

“That was supposed to be for me.” I immersed the strawberry back in the chocolate and brought it to her mouth. She parted her lips and sucked the fruit in between her teeth, delicately chewing it before swallowing. “It seems as if I’m going to have to change my tactics. You’re having all the fun.”

I skimmed my finger in the bowl, covering the tip with the sauce, and rubbing it down her neck and to the plunge of her cleavage. I trailed my tongue along the path I’d made with my finger, licking her skin clean. When I reached the edge of her dress that barely covered her breasts, I pushed the silk out of the way and circled my finger over her nipple, covering it in the sweet candy.

“Finish your drink,” I said.

She guzzled down the champagne and handed me the glass.

“Good girl.” I placed the flute next to mine. “Now we can play.”

Lowering my head between her breasts, I swirled my tongue around her nipple, tasting the chocolate and sucking it clean. Her lust spiked when I lowered my finger back in the bowl and covered my finger with more. My actions filled her with both anticipation and desire.

Her legs trembled when I brought it to her mouth and allowed her to taste. As she skimmed her lips along my finger, I couldn’t help but remember what we had done earlier that day…what she had done with that skilled mouth of hers.

“Take your panties off,” I whispered.

There was a slight hesitation in her eyes, but she wanted to do what I told her to.

Lowering my lips to her nipple, I bit down on the hard peak, stretching it with my teeth. Making my way back up to her lips, I kissed her until she pulled away, gasping for air.

“Don’t make me ask again.” I held out my hand. “Take them off.”

She reached under her dress and tugged on either side of her hips, lowering her panties without taking her gaze away from mine. Once she removed the red lace, she handed them over. I took them and shoved them in my pocket for safekeeping.

In a swift move, I reached for her and sat her on the edge of the table. A glint of surprise filled her expression, but she didn’t back down. Taking the bottle of champagne, she filled her glass and pressed it to her lips.

“Carry on.” She drank more than half of the amber liquid in one gulp before setting the glass down. “My inhibitions are getting lower by the second.”

I spread her legs with my knee, stepping between them, slipping the straps of her dress down her shoulders and revealing her exposed breasts. Taking another strawberry, I covered it in the sweet molten chocolate and traced it over her luscious tits, indulging in the sugary essence as I took my time to lick her clean.

I put the strawberry between my teeth and pushed it against her lips, feeding it to her hungry mouth. When the juice from the fruit ran down my jaw, she wasted no time lapping it up with her warm, seductive tongue.

“This dress is stunning on you.” I tugged it down to her waist. “It would be awful if we got chocolate all over it.” I lifted her up and slipped the dress down the rest of her body, letting it fall to the floor.

I stepped back and took in her beauty as she shyly stared at me naked and full of lust. Her innocence made my cock twitch and my balls ache. It took all of my control not to plunge into her like the uncontrolled beast that I was. Not yet. I was on a mission.

“Greta and David?” She bit her lip. “They won’t see us?”

“They respect my privacy.” I caressed her inner thigh. “We’re alone.”

I sensed the tension in her emotions, so I picked up her glass and smiled at her. “Finish this.”

She took the flute and fulfilled my request.

“Relax.” I took the glass. “Let me show you how much I want you.”

“I want you too.” She unbuttoned my shirt, smoothing her hands along the hard plains of my rigid body. “All that swimming pays off.” She kissed my neck, moving her lips to my shoulder.

“Hmm…” I took another large, ripe strawberry off the plate and swirled it in the chocolate.

Her eyes followed my every move when I drew a path with the berry down her stomach and over her hipbone. She rested on her forearms as I swiped the fruit to her inner thigh, leaving a trail of chocolate on her hot flesh. Sitting in my chair, I spread her legs, leaving her open and exposed to me. She squirmed when I traced the berry over her mound, rolling it along her freshly waxed skin. She arched her back when I lowered my head between her legs and licked her slit.

“I think I’ve found my new favorite dessert.” I abandoned the strawberry on the table and dunked my fingers in the bowl. “Chocolate covered pussy.”

“I told you that you were a wicked man.”

“I’m not going to argue.”

I left chocolate fingerprints all over her as I slid her to the edge of the table and feasted on her soft heat, running the tip of my tongue along her clit, making her wiggle against my face. The taste of the sweet candy mingled with her tangy arousal, coating my palate in the most delectable way.

Her soft moans fueled my fire, heating my veins to the brink of boiling. My muscles ached as they hardened under my flesh. As I licked and sucked her, I squeezed my eyes shut, willing them not to change color. Focus on her. She jumped when I gripped her hips too hard, and I knew I was on the verge of losing control.

I moved my fingers to her opening, spreading her wide and delving my tongue deep inside her. The arousal trickled from her sex and into my mouth. The more I sucked, the wetter she became. Her stomach tightened as she clawed at the table beneath her. She struck the bowl of strawberries and sent it shattering to the ground. Neither one of us was fazed by the commotion. We were far too focused on what I was doing to her. With my fingers pushing in and out of her and my tongue working her swollen folds, her desire spiked to dangerous levels.

“Angelo!” She screamed as she soared into her climax. Her legs trembling against my shoulders as she reached for my hair, twisting it between her fingers. “God.”

“Not exactly,” I whispered, as I leisurely kissed her thighs. “Think in the other direction.” I sat up from my chair, knocking it over in the process as I took her hand and guided her into a seated position.

She grabbed the bottle of champagne and chugged what was left in an impressive display. Harper dropped the bottle on the table and then took my face between her hands, kissing me hard and spilling the sparkling liquid from her mouth to mine. Some leaked out and drizzled down my chin. When she flattened her greedy tongue along my jaw, I knew she tasted more than the champagne. Her own come was fresh on my face.

“Are you up for more?” I unbuckled my belt, undid my pants, and lowered my zipper. “I want to fuck you now.”

She shoved my pants and boxer briefs down my legs, and then took my rock, solid cock in her hand. She inched closer to me, draping her leg over my hip as she ran its tip along her soaked entrance.

“Fuck me,” she whispered against my lips. “I’m all yours.”

There were no truer words ever spoken. Taking her other leg in my grasp, I lifted it in the air and shoved my pelvis forward.

She screeched before taking a deep breath and received all of me. Once she was acclimated to the intrusion, I didn’t hold back. I couldn’t. My skin stretched taut over my muscles, as the blood pumped like an inferno inside my veins. The harder I took her, the higher my temperature rose. The heat crackled between us, but she was too lost in passion to really see me. I held her against me, so she couldn’t look at me. As much as I wanted to stare into her eyes when I came, I couldn’t trust who I would be when I opened them: the man or the demon. I wanted to be the man she desired, but the demon craved her. My true nature ripped from my core.

There was no containing it.

“Your body,” she panted. “It’s so hot.”

“You make me hot.” I pounded into her, pulling all the way out and slamming back in. “You’re so wet.”

“You make me wet.” She clamped down on my cock as she convulsed with need. “I’m going to…”

“Yes!” I threw my head back and came with a long, feral moan.

I held her close to me as I slowly moved in and out of her, enjoying the way she shuddered with aftershocks of her orgasm. Once my temperature cooled down and my facial features weren’t as inflexible, I released her from my firm hold, confident that I didn’t look like a spawn from Hell.

“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” I asked.

“No.”

“You’re lying.” I ran my hands over her hips and down her thighs, witnessing the red marks I’d left in my destruction. “Sorry.”

“It doesn’t hurt.” She pushed her hair from her face. “It’s sexy. Animalistic. I like it.”

I lowered my face to her breasts, gently kissing them, paying close attention to her nipples by licking and nipping at them.

“I’m sticky.” She motioned to the chocolate stains on her chest and stomach. “I’ve definitely never had chocolate between my legs.”

“I should hope not.” I pulled up my pants, gathering myself enough to lift her in my arms. “There’s an amazing outside shower on the other side of the pool. The stars shine above, and the ocean breeze is invigorating under the hot water.”

“Sounds like heaven.”

Interesting choice of words.

“Heaven has nothing on you, my love.”