My Decadent Demon (My Demon Trilogy, Book 1) (15 page)

Breaking the kiss, he looked into her eyes. “Welcome back, Luv,” he smiled. His eyes were back to normal, his body in its human form. As he held her gaze, his hips recommenced with their ebb and flow. Slow and easy, driving them higher, methodically building their crest. All too soon, an enormous wave of bliss crashed blessedly down upon them.  The sensation was so intense, so all-consuming, that it robbed them of their breath. Panting and gasping, they laughed against each other's mouths, swallowing down gulps of unadulterated joy.

But even then, Cole never stopped with his sensual roll. He watched with a chuckle as more tears escaped Sera’s smiling eyes. “Cole,” she whispered, “you did not give up on me. Nor did you abandon me, even when I tried to abandon you.” She kissed his face, again and again. “I do not know how to thank you, my sweet, sweet, decadent demon.”  Cole nuzzled her neck as she hugged him tight. "How I love you so,” she breathed, making his heart thud anew.

“I love you too, Seraphina,” he murmured, rolling to lie on his back. With his angel now on top, she leaned down to kiss his chest. Cole purred, holding her tight. “I told you I wouldn't give up. And I've yet to ever lie to you.” Tenderly, he brushed a stray tendril from her face, pulling her up to his lips. “You are mine for all time, lovely angel.” He smiled against her lips. “I always get what I want. And you, my love, I want forever.”

He nipped her bottom lip, then growled when she wriggled teasingly atop their joined bodies. “Keep that up, Sera, and you won't be able to walk for a week.” His hands slid down her back, stilling her hips with a smirk, watching her through hooded eyes.

Sera giggled, impishly holding his gaze. How she loved his little threats. They were hardly intimidating. In fact, they were rather enticing. Just like her big, bad demon.  She leaned down and resumed kissing his chest, her hands roaming over every reachable inch of him. With sated eyes and a delirious heart, she smiled wide. She had never been happier in her entire existence.

Against his small nipple, her lips curved mischievously. Cole was not the only being with a naughty streak. Without warning, she clenched hard, rolling against him anew. “No walking for a week?” she murmured, her hips teasing their joined bodies. Cole peered up at her, a whole lot of wickedness flashing in his eyes. Her grin widened. “Hmm. Truth be told, I have always believed ‘walking’ was a bit over rated anyhow.” Another firm squeeze she gave to his shaft. Cole moaned, his lids falling closed. Sera paused, to admire his expression. How she loved the way he looked when she pleased him so.

“More…” she purred, gripping him tight as she lifted her hips.

Cole’s hissed, his fingers digging into her thighs. When she slid back down his length, his neck arched flat off the pillow. “That's it,” he groaned. “Take me, Luv.” He held her steady and ground up into her. All the while, his little minx moved; up and down, back and forth. He didn’t stop either, not until they were both in a state of blinding rapture, an endgame that only occurred for him in moments like this, moments spent with his beautiful Seraphina.

Breathing heavy, he pulled her down to rest against his chest. With an affection that belied his demonic nature, he rubbed her subtly flickering back until she fell into a deep, peaceful sleep. He yawned, then kissed the top of her head. As he ran his other hand through her soft hair, he allowed himself to cherish her the only way he knew how; open and unapologetically, as she slept inside his arms. Well sated, he finally closed his eyes, succumbing like his angel to the serenity of slumber. As he drifted off, a smile emerged on his face. His last conscious thought; she remembered.

CHAPTER 1
3

“Do not touch, lick, stroke or mount the exhibits”

One week later…

With Sera by his side, Cole strolled down the bustling city sidewalk, his arm wrapped possessively around her waist. In amusement he watched as her eyes darted about, taking in all the wondrous sights that Manhattan had to offer. He was never much of day person but Sera had wanted to explore, and since he didn’t have to worry about her trying to make a break for it, he figured he’d grant her her wish. She had, after all, been an angel all week. So good, in fact, that taking her sightseeing was the least he could do. He grinned in remembrance.

As he pushed up his sunglasses, Sera tugged him to a stop. The store before them had clearly caught her attention. Ah hell, leave it to her to notice The Museum of Sex. Eyes bright with curiosity, she beamed up at him, then turned back to splay her hands against the ‘inspiring’ window display.

“Sera-” But before he could finish she was disappearing inside. Cole groaned. Sera in a sex shop; things were about to get real awkward, real fast. With a wary curse, he yanked open the tinted glass door.

And nearly plowed into
her.

She’d stopped dead in her tracks, her wide eyes rapt in captivation. Cole chuckled, watching her marvel at all the wondrous exhibits. So many colors and sounds, scents and textures. He could practically feel them tantalizing her senses.
As she enthusiastically scanned her surroundings, he knew exactly what she was thinking: which one to explore first. He stepped up beside her.

“Oh Cole!” she chirped, grabbing his hand. “What an astounding place! Look at all the unusual devices!” She tugged him over to the first exhibit, her lips curving higher as she studied the hanging manikin. “What is this fascinating device? Have you seen such a thing before?”

“They’re adult toys,” Cole murmured, “this one being a… swing of sorts.”

To their left a store clerk snickered. Cole shot him a look, staring him down until the male scurried nervously away. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, missing Sera’s detour to a second enlightening display; a creatively arranged assortment of dildos. Charming, he thought, regarding the wide variety of shapes, colors and sizes.

Lips twitching, he watched as Sera swiped one up. After a thorough inspection, she twisted its bottom dial. Instantly its top-half buzzed to life, twirling happily around in her hand. She gasped in surprise, dropping it on the ground. Cole’s bit back a laugh as it purred and gyrated, thumping insistently in his angel’s direction. “Look at that,” he snickered, “a sexed-up vibrator, looking to score.”
Sera quickly moved out of its path. “It's not going to bite you,” he laughed.

She smacked his chest petulantly. “Not funny, demon.” And then she was off, bee-lining it to another part of the store, careful to leave a wide berth around the dildo bumping along on the floor.

Heart still pounding, Sera slowed as she arrived at the next intriguing spectacle. Wide eyes scanned an expansive wall, covered with hundreds of illustrated tiles. She read the exhibit’s title: 365 Sex Positions. Sera blinked in surprised. “One for each day of the year? How wonderful!” She returned to studying the images. Some had her brows lifting. Others had her tilting her head to the side. Still others had her laughing out loud.

Cole stopped beside her to have a look himself. Sera grinned up at him. “What creative minds humans have! Many of these remind me of yoga. Or that fabulous game Twister you played with me once.” She sniggled at the memory, then turned back to the enlightening pictures. Under her breath she swooned, “But sweet Heaven, they all look positively divine. I want to try each and every one of them.” Her smile brightened with hope as she pointed to one in particular. “Can we try this one tonight, handsome prince?”

Cole regarded the unorthodox position, his sensual lips curving into a grin. “Yes, Sera,” he murmured, giving a nod, “we can try the Tangled Spider.” He moved behind her, nestling in close. Sera purred at his warmth as his masculine scent surrounded her. Over her shoulder, his arm extended to point at another depiction; The Doorway to Heaven. “I had you screaming for mercy with that one,” he chuckled. His hand brushed along her arm. “Which others would you like to try? The Betty Rocker? Or maybe The Bullhorn.” Muscular arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her snuggly against him. “Or we could always have a repeat of the G-Spot Jiggy,” he growled, his hot breath tickling her ear.

Sera laughed, turning in his arms. “I did so love that one…” Her attention strayed as she glanced passed his broad shoulder. Excitedly, she let out a squeal. “Stars and spirits, what is that?” She quickly grabbed his hand. “Come, my love. I simply must get a closer look.”

With a hearty tug, she led him over to a motorized structure, reading aloud its plaque on the wall. “Please do not touch, lick, stroke or mount the exhibit.” Her brows scrunched thoughtfully. She tilted her head and studied the device further. Finally she turned to Cole, her expression cheerfully accepting. “A robot fucking machine. How brilliantly bizarre!”

Before Cole could add his own brand of critique, her eyes went wide again, latching on to another something further in the distance. Grasping his biceps, she pointed, crowing in a
bsolute glee. “Oh, Cole! Quick! Retrieve your cellular phone!”

Cole opened his mouth, but she was already en route, skipping over to a six foot tall phallus. Once beside it, however, she began to fidget. Should she wrap an arm around it or
something? Ultimately she went with hands clasped at her back, leaning sideways closer to the inspiring structure. With a huge smile, she chirped to her demon. “Okay, Cole! I am ready! Take the picture!” But he just stood there, staring drolly instead. Undeterred, she went up on her toes. “Cheese!”

Cole groaned, watching
her bounce beside the big-ass penis. “Sera, do you really want a picture with-” he waved his hand at the sculpture, “that?” At her insistent nodding, he rolled his eyes and reluctantly complied. With a squeal she dashed over to see the picture.

“How about we go get something to eat,” he asked, slipping his phone back into his pocket. Hopefully he could distract her so she didn't take off pell-mell through the building again. “There's a place down the street that has good-”

Sera’s gasp drowned out his words. Sighing, he watched her bee-line it toward yet another display. She skidded to a stop a few yards over, her jaw dropping open in awe. In dark amusement Cole observed silently as she circled a statue of a copulating couple. But when her fingers reached out to run slowly over its surface, his hazel eyes hooded with heat. The sight of her studying the act, so intently from every angle, was an unexpected turn-on.

She flashed him a subtly salacious look. “Aren't they
just stunning?” she purred. “I can almost see them moving, rolling into one another like warm, sensual waves.” Her voice turned husky. “Rushing in powerfully, then gently retreating back. Mmm… They are absolutely magnificent.”

Her hungry gaze returned to Cole, her widen smile a caress to his manhood. In seconds flat, she was back at his side, shamelessly brushing against him. He chuckled as she went up on tip-toes to press her lips to his. “But we are even more magnificent.”

Cole growled in agreement, watching her drop back down and quickly grasp his hand. Eyes already on the prowl, she pointed to the left. “Oh look, Cole! That female manikin is wearing a penis! I want one!”

Cole shook his head on the heels of her statement. “We have no need for that, Sera,” he smirked, “I already come fully equipped.” But he was speaking to the back of her head, her attention already diverted to yet another area of the store. He rubbed the bridge of his nose. How to get her out of there...

He groaned at where she stopped next; The Cock Ring Rainbow Tree. Damn. It wasn’t until she began slipping them on like stretchy bracelets, though, that he actually grimaced. “That's not what those are for,” he explained, stepping up beside her.

She held one up to her eye and peered at him through its center. “Then what are they for?”

He leaned in close, whispering in vivid detail how they were used and why. When she blushed two shades of red, he chuckled, only to grunt when she slapped two against his chest.

“Buy these, demon. I want to try them the moment we get home.”

Cole grinned darkly, shaking his head. “We don't have a need for these either, Sera.”

Her wide smile grew wider. “Very true. Your stamina needs no snug bindings to improve its performance.” He lifted a brow as she glanced over her shoulders, then stepped in and cupped his crotch. He stiffened hungrily, his dark eyes hooding. “You are like a stallion that never tires,”
she whispered against his stubbly chin. “How I adore your merciless, incessant love making.”

Cole grinned at her melodramatics, then grunted when she squeezed his bulge. And when her thumb stroked up his swelling length, he growled a dark deep rumble. Sera beamed, tugging him by his man-handle as she backed up against another sturdy structure. His frisky little angel.

Strong hands slid to the small of her back as her arms draped around his neck. Nipping on her neck, he felt it the second her cloak engaged, rendering them invisible to prying eyes. Her body began to shimmer. Cole smirked, knowing what was coming next. Before his smoldering eyes, her clothes instantly disappeared, majestic wings unfurling in their stead, cocooning them both in sensual bliss. He purred in approval, hooking her leg up over his hip. She leaned back and pulled him into her chest. With flesh blooming bright, she captured his lips. “Cole,” she moaned against his mouth, “let us take an intermission.”

Cole chuckled, loving the adventurous side of his Sera. “If we must,” he murmured, relishing her kiss. Who was he, after all, to pass up such a golden opportunity? As always, her nakedness took his breath away. Outside, the world ceased to exist, but within their feathery hiding spot, her glorious body was displayed just for him.

He ran his hand up her bare, raised leg while deftly undoing his fly. Hard and ready, he all but sprang free. Muscular legs instinctively lowered him, allowing him to nuzzle his crown at her entrance. With her gaze securely held, he made one sure thrust, sliding fast and deep inside.

Sera gasped, her head falling back from his hard, hot invasion. Her wings quivered, fluttering along his back as his hips pumped sure and swift. How she adored his decadent rhythm.

Cole abruptly palmed her ass and lifted her up, hooking her other leg around his waist. She moaned, unraveling fast from the deeper penetration. Pressed hard between her male and the statue, she had the leverage to meet his every invasion. Her hips grinded forward as he insistently surged inside. And with every decadent thrust, her essence pulsed brighter. Cole suckled down her neck. When he latched on to her stiff, puckered nipple, she laughed, her eyes sliding blissfully shut. “Yes, my glorious stallion. More.”

She heard him chuckle, felt him nip her flesh. Again and again, he surged deep inside, his groans and his grunts low and rough. Her fingers tunneled into his hair, urgently kneading at his scalp. She panted and squirmed, bit hard on her lip. He was forcefully, relentlessly, gloriousl
y wringing her closer. Toes curling, she laughed again, reveling in her male.

“Sera,” he growled when she clamped down tighter. “Come with me.” Abruptly he bit her nipple and thrust back into her core. Sera cried out in pain-laced pleasure, her nails digging in as she surrendered to the storm. Cole erupted a split second later, his shout like a thunderclap while she lit up like lightening. The feel of his jets, pulsing deep in her womb, ripped another strangled cry from her lips.

Cole groaned and pitched, bucked and shuddered, sucking her nipple harder as his orgasm continued to rage. Her sheath squeezed him toward mindlessness while he rapidly reduced her to ash. And still he didn’t stop, not until she'd come with him two more explosive times.

Long moments later, she sagged in his arms, his lovely limp noodle. Practically jelly himself, he chuckled, kissing up the valley of her breasts. His lips rounded her chin, then captured her mouth for a kiss that was all but mind-melting. Not that they
both weren’t liquefied already.

Behind them, a shout rang out. Cole broke the kiss and turned toward the sound. It didn’t take long to
realize that Sera had inadvertently let down her cloak. Impassioned love making apparently did that to an angel. He cursed and Sera gasped, covering her breasts as he slid from her warmth. With a snap of his fingers, they were quickly re-clothed, and with another were flashed from the store.  

In a side street a few blocks away, Sera cuddled into his chest like a well fed kitten. Cole kissed the top of her head, then let out a hardy laugh. The look on that attendant’s face… And yet, he wouldn't have had it end any other way. It had happened, after all, with his angel.

As he continued to laugh, Sera quickly joined in. Faces flushed in post-coital bliss, he bent down and hugged her tight. How he loved this female in his arms. She sighed, then nipped lazily across his jaw. Smiling eyes gazed up at him. “Do you think the patrons believed us just another delicious exhibit?”

Laughing, Cole and his angel made their way out of the alley, until Sera abruptly stopped. An icy chill of awareness slithered up her spine. They had found her. Before she could open her mouth, Cole’s head whipped around with a growl. In the spot they’d just been lingering, a trio of males now stood.