“Damn, yourself,” I said.
“You haven’t seen me without my clothes on yet,” she said.
“You’re right.” I moved back to the couch and hooked my fingers under the waistband of her pants. I waited for a few heartbeats, giving her time to stop me if she wanted to.
She bit down on her lower lip and held her breath in anticipation. I grinned. That was a green light if I ever saw one. Quickly, I pulled her pants and panties off together and tossed them aside.
Skylar tossed her bra, adding it to the pile of clothes. “Fair is fair. You showed me yours.”
I leaped back onto the couch with a growl and Skylar squealed, laughing as I settled in between her thighs. She wrapped her legs around my hips, practically begging me to fill her pussy.
Her hands glided over my chest before sliding around my arms to my back. Her fingertips and palms leaving a trail of tingles wherever they touched. “Elias…” she said my name softly. It was an intimate, personal invitation I understood in my very soul. It was nearly enough to send me over the edge.
I entered her, slowly at first. She gasped, her body clenching around me. I groaned. Her pussy was perfect and I wasn’t even all the way in yet. With another thrust, I filled her, my cock thrusting deep inside. I used my thumb to massage her clit as I drove into her over and over.
With a sharp intake of breath, her fingernails bit into my back. “Oh my gods.”
“The horns aren’t the only magic I have,” I said.
With that, she reached for them, but I grabbed her wrists, pinning them down. I wasn’t ready to end this yet and her touch had felt too good. “Let me take care of you.”
I felt her tension release as she gave in to me, willing to trust me fully, ready to succumb to pleasure. That’s when it hit me, the bond connecting us, tying my soul to hers.
The air around us seemed to sparkle, and everything was more vibrant, more alive. She reached for my face and our eyes met. I knew she could feel it too, but I wasn’t sure if she knew what it meant.
Skylar was my mate.
I claimed her mouth again and she moaned into the kiss. Her hips lifting in time with my thrusts. She dug her fingernails into my back again and tossed her head back, breaking from our kiss to scream in pleasure.
Grabbing her thighs, I moved to my knees so her ass was in the air. She looked up at me, her cheeks flushed, her eyes bright. “Don’t stop.”
With a growl, I pushed deeper. Her back arched and my mouth moved to her nipples. She moaned as I sucked one nipple at a time into my mouth and flicked each sensitive nub with my tongue.
Her breathing grew faster, her hips rising with each thrust. I knew she was close. I could feel the power from her lust feeding me. It was intoxicating. In all the times I’d engaged in anything sexual, I’d never felt a rush like this. The stories were true. Sex with your mate was the ultimate recharge for an incubus. Andholy shit,there was emotion there too. I wasn’t just pleasing her to feed my ego or my magic. With each cry of pleasure, a burst of happiness exploded within me. I was getting more satisfaction in her nearing orgasm than I was from my own.
Skylar cried out, her fingers digging into my back. I lifted her, bringing her chest to mine. The two of us locked in an embrace. Her body shook as waves of bliss rolled through her.
I tensed as my own climax approached. With a groan, I released. My whole body felt the tingling power of that orgasm. Sparks danced over my skin and I held Skylar closer, breathing her in.
Sex was usually of no consequence for me. I could make my partner forget the encounter and often did when I first arrived in this realm. It was about fuel. Replenishing my magic.
Not with Skylar. With her, it was about connection.
Her heartrate was returning to normal, her breath warm and even against my skin. I looked down at her and there was no mistaking the satisfied look in her eyes. Gently, I kissed her.
“The stories about incubi in bed were not an exaggeration,” she said with a grin.
I pushed the hair on her face behind her ear. “You’re not so bad yourself.” I wanted to bask in her post-coital glow forever. Shit, I wanted to cuddle. I wasn’t even sure if I knewhowto cuddle.
Suddenly, a bright pink glow filled the room and I released her legs. Skylar pulled away from me and we both turned toward the source of the light. The door we’d walked through not long before was lit up, the glow nearly blinding.
I helped guide her off the couch and the two of us stood facing the door. “Get behind me.”
For once, she listened. I suspected it was only because she was naked, but I was grateful either way.
The door opened and Xander walked through. He stopped when he saw us. His whole body tensed and he growled.
The door closed and the pink light dissipated. I felt Skylar moving behind me and turned to look at her. She was holding her t-shirt over her. It barely covered her tits and pussy.