Again.
“Fuck yes, baby,” Jayce whispered, and his voice sounded almost tortured.
We weren’t even kissing anymore by now, just staring at each other from a few inches apart, completely absorbed in each other’s pleasure.
I had to be giving the world’s worst handjob, because I could barely get my body to function as another orgasm built like a pool of lava inside me. But Jayce didn’t seem to have any complaints. His hips were thrusting against the motions of my hand, and his nostrils flared as his muscles tensed.
When I came again, a stuttered breath fell from my lips, and he finally withdrew his fingers from my soaked pussy. He stuck them in his mouth, his blue eyes darkening as he licked them clean, and as I watched him, my orgasm rolled into another one, turning into one continuous wave of pleasure.
He tugged my leggings down, and I scrambled to kick them off, along with my shoes. The second the fabric hit the floor, Jayce hoisted me up into his arms, gripping the bottom of my ass and thighs with his large hands. He pressed my back against the door, shaking his head in delirious wonder as he stared at me.
“I’ve never wanted anybody as much as I want you right now, Piper. Goddammit, I have to feel your pussy wrapped around my cock.”
His words were like a lit match thrown into a barn full of dry hay. My body burned for him, and I reached down between us, gripping his dick and teasing us both by rubbing the head over my clit. I had just orgasmed more times than I could count, but my succubus side didn’t care about numbers. She just cared about more.
I slid Jayce’s cock a little lower, and as soon as it breached my entrance, he plunged inside, impaling me against the door.
It was exactly what I needed. What I’d been needing for weeks.
My walls clenched tight around him, welcoming the intrusion, the feeling of perfect fullness.
“Oh, God. You’re so damn tight.”
His ocean-blue irises gleamed with approval as he began thrusting fast and deep, holding my ass as he braced me against the door. I couldn’t thrust back from this position, couldn’t really move my hips at all, so instead, I just let him take control, opening my body to him and letting him drive us both toward oblivion.
He reached up with one hand to shove my tunic out of the way again before palming my heavy, swollen breast, tweaking and rolling the nipple. I threw my head back so hard it smacked with a resounding thud against the door, and Jayce’s eyes widened, his pace slowing a little.
“No! Don’t fucking stop!”
I clawed at his shoulders, urging him on. It had hurt, but my demon magic was roaring through my body, powered up by the contact between the two of us—and already, the pain was hardly more than a memory. It would heal so fast I wouldn’t even have a bruise.
Jayce shot me a feral grin and picked up the pace, driving into me so hard it probably sounded like someone was doing construction work in the closet.
I wrapped my legs around him, hooking my ankles together, and when I came for a final time, it blew all my previous orgasms out of the water. Because this time when my pussy clenched, it had something to convulse around—a thick, hard dick that was still thrusting in and out of me in a jerky rhythm.
Jayce let out a deep, wild grunt and then slammed into me so hard I worried for a second that we’d break the door down. His cock pulsed as ropes of cum flooded me, and the sensation made a burst of power and pleasure surge through me, as if my body was literally charging up from his essence.
He ground his hips against mine, spilling every last drop with a few more pulses, and then the frantic movement of our bodies finally stopped.
The closet was quiet, except for the heavy sounds of our breathing, and I wondered belatedly how loud it had been a few seconds ago. I honestly couldn’t remember whether I’d managed to keep my voice down or not, but I was sort of guessing the answer was… not.
Good thing class was still in session and all the castle walls were made of super thick stone.
I was still wearing the oversized tunic Cassandra had given me, although it’d been shoved up over my boobs. My bottom half was bare, and so was Jayce’s top half, but he still had his pants and shoes on. And we’d both worked up a little bit of a sweat.
But I had never felt better in my life.
Contentment, strength, and a giddy feeling of power flooded through me, and I clung to Jayce for a second longer, nowhere near done touching him yet.
After a while, our breathing calmed a bit. Still buried deep inside me, Jayce drew his head back a few inches to look at me, his blue eyes still hazy in the afterglow. He shook his head and let out a low whistle.
“Damn, Piper… this school just got way more interesting.”
Chapter Ten
The rest of the school day passed in a blur. Jayce and I parted ways after a few more hurried kisses in the c
loset, and I went to my room to clean up before heading down to my afternoon classes. None of my guys were in any of them, and nothing else seemed particularly important. I took notes faithfully, of course. I wasn’t about to condemn myself to a life in the underworld just because I couldn’t pay attention. What I needed was to talk to someone who had no personal stake in my new reality so I could sort through my feelings about it.