He entered the small room and pulled a chain hanging from the ceiling. Water rained down, trailing over the smooth skin of his back as if wanting to cling to him as long as possible.
Devon’s jaw dropped open. “How do you have water like this?”
Rerek shrugged and shifted to face her. She forgot all about the water. He was only partially hard, but his cock was flushed red and as thick as her forearm. He crooked one finger to beckon her forward. “Bathe. I don’t want to taste sand on your skin.”
She gulped. Was she going to roll around in bed with this dangerous god? One who wanted to bind her to him in servitude? An image of their bodies entwined flashed before her.
The sparks of desire that simmered through her veins fanned into full-blown fire. She’d known lust before, but this? This felt like if she didn’t touch him, if she didn’t wrap herself around him, nothing would ever be right again. “Did you give me some of your venom when you had your mouth on me earlier?”
He cocked his head. “No. You’ll know when I do.”
She swallowed hard. Okay, apparently demanding, massive gods turned her on. Or maybe it was just him.
She ducked her head. She had to undress right here? Right now? Devon pivoted to face the wall and drew her shirt over her head. Her fingers didn’t seem to work right as she unlaced theties along her side to remove the bodice binding her breasts. A quick flick, and she unfastened the toggle on her loose pants, and with one shimmy, they dropped to the ground. She was bare.
Taking a deep breath, she turned to the water, but her first step hitched. Rerek stood there, one hand gripping the sill of the archway as if he’d lost his balance. His cock was fully awake now. Tapered at the tip, it swelled into a shaft thicker than her fist. Its base flared even wider.
Rerek growled and strode out of the small room to close the distance between them, dripping water on the floor. He picked her up like it was nothing, and her legs wrapped around his waist. As he re-entered the small bathing area, warm water flowed over her face and hair.
He walked forward until her back bumped into the smooth sandstone wall. “We’ll start now.” Without waiting for her to respond, his head jerked forward, and his teeth sank into her shoulder. White hot pain streaked through her like she’d been stabbed, but as he licked over the torn flesh, the pain faded. A warm tingle spread from his bite, humming through her veins as it flowed through her.
He grazed his lower teeth up her throat, and she moaned. Every touch, from the light patter of water flowing down her skin to his fingers digging into her waist, felt more intense. More alive. Like before this moment, she’d moved through the world, barely existing. But now … now she trulylived.
Rerek drew back and his fingers brushed over her cheek as he wiped her hair out of her eyes. Something fluttered in her chest. His gesture was tender. Gentle. Not what she’d expected.
“I’ve been in the obelisk too long. I have no patience to seduce you slowly.”
She dug her fingernails into his shoulders. “Who wants to go slow?”
He pressed her more firmly into the wall as his head dipped and he nibbled up her throat. Each lap of his tongue seared. Her heart pounded, and she felt giddy and lightheaded, like she wasn’t breathing enough. She clawed him closer. A murmur rumbled through his chest, and she rubbed against him.More.
Water rained over her face and dripped down her breasts. So much water. They shouldn’t waste it, but as he licked drops from her throat, she couldn’t bring herself to tell him to shut it off.
Chest heaving, he paused, his lips caressing the shell of her ear. “I’ll take you here up against the wall later. But right now, I want to see you.” He reached overhead and pulled the chain to cut off the water, then placed her on her feet. Waving his hand, a gush of warm air puffed over them, drying her skin and hair. “Go lie down on the bed, and spread your legs.”
Her left brow rose. Rather a bossy god, wasn’t he? But when she opened her mouth with a retort, the words died on her tongue. His shoulders were tense, his back stiff. His amethyst eyes had turned pure black. As she watched, his hands curled into fists. He shuddered once, and purple bled back into his black irises.
He’d said he’d keep his control, but he seemed to be struggling.
Without uttering a word, she turned for the bed. Built for a tall jackal-god, the bed had to be almost four feet off the ground, and she had to crawl up onto it. Smooth, luxurious silk flowed under her palms, and she slid on her hands and knees farther onto the bed. She crooned a pleased, short hum.
A guttural, primal growl ripped through the room, and Devon turned her head to peer over her shoulder. Rerek’s eyes had returned to pure black, even the sclera.
He growled again.
Even though she was human, she recognized the sound. It was the feral note of a male about to claim his female. The breath froze in her lungs.
His lips curled up his eyeteeth, and he pounced forward, power whipping around him as he lost control.
Devon scrambled to flip over, but he’d already reached her. One hand landed on her back, keeping her face down. His other hand grabbed her waist, and he slid her across the bed towards him, lifting her backend higher in the air. She’d barely registered the position he’d pinned her in before his tongue landed on her sex.
She jolted and cried out. His tongue danced between her legs, and each lap was ecstasy. Shots of pure lust hammered through her. He laved over the greedy spot begging for his attention, dragged against it in a few hard strokes, then his tongue plunged deep. Devon keened and her hips snapped upward, giving him better access. There was no slow teasing, only demand.
Over her moans, his breathing ran ragged. Harsh. He licked harder. With the venom coursing through her veins, each touch was magnified. He skated his tongue over her in short, rough licks. The intensity was too much. She whimpered and wriggled.
He snarled, and his fingers tightened along her waist. He worked her faster. His tongue curled. Pure bliss. She catapulted close to the edge, crying his name. The silky sheets twisted in her fingers as she clawed helplessly. Everywhere he touched was fire. Words escaped her. All she could do was moan and whimper, begging wordlessly for release.
“You will come now,” he said. More of a growl than words.