His eyes closed. She felt wonderful. She was wonderful. He longed to kiss her, but that would look very weird indeed.
“You’re vibrating,” Rachel observed with a whisper against his skin.
“I’m shaking that much?”
“No. I think it’s your phone.”
Alex blinked. He twisted a bit, trying hard to get at the phone in his back pocket. Rachel giggled as he tried to manage it. Finally, he got it out. Rachel settled back against him.
He found a text from Lorelei. “The suite is yours again tonight. Don’t worry about me. I know what you feel. Rachel will not come between us. I want this for you.”
With that, he gave up on trying to think with his brain.
“I’ve never wanted anything like I want you, Alex,” Rachel confessed into his ear. “I want to love you and fuck you for days and nights on end. I want to taste you and take you inside me and make you mine.”
“Rachel,” he grunted.
“Mmh, yeah.” She seized his hair to pull back his head so she could lick the entire length of his neck. “I want to hear you screaming my name, too.”
“Rachel, I can’t take you to bed until you get off of me.”
* * *
“There go all of my doubts,” Onyx said as Alex pulled out of the parking lot on his motorcycle. His invisible companion rode on the back, holding him tightly.
Following the two out of the biology lecture without being spotted wasn’t difficult. They only had eyes for one another. They repeatedly stopped to throw one another up against this wall or that tree for long, hungry kisses between the lecture hall and the parking lot.
“Why do you think she went invisible again when they got on the bike?” Onyx asked.
“He’s only got one helmet,” Molly pointed out. “If she’s not wearing one, too, they’ll get pulled over. But the books all say that demons with mortal flesh are super durable. If they get in an accident, she’ll still be better off than he is even though he’s dressed for it and she isn’t. If she’s really a succubus… but she can’t be what she looks like,” Molly repeated.
“Guess he won’t be in photography today,” Onyx frowned.
“Well, what do you think?”
“I think she turns invisible, she has an aura that’s conveniently so bright it can’t be read, she crawled all over him while he’s in class and she’s dragging him away from his responsibilities while everything about him screams ‘I need to fuck right now.’ Yeah. I’m pretty convinced of what she is, whether or not she looks the way she did on Friday.”
“Good thing I found these along the way, then,” Molly grinned. Onyx looked to her. Molly was holding up several blonde hairs.
“Holy shit, how did you get that?”
“Are you kidding? With the way they wrestled up against the wall outside the lecture hall, I’m surprised he didn’t pull out a whole lock of her hair. So let’s go home, get out of these fucked up clothes and get to work. I think it’s time we had a conversation with this chick.”
* * *
Carlos collapsed behind Lydia, unable to hold himself upright anymore. She shifted from her hands and knees to help him lay on his back with his head on the pillows. Carlos breathed heavily. He’d been in frenzy for hours, with his orgasms frustratingly further and further apart.
For Lydia, that was delicious progress.
“Baby,” he whispered hoarsely, “I need water. I need…”
“I know what you need,” Lydia said, straddling him. She shuddered with the pleasure, enjoying both the sex and the rapid deterioration of his strength.
“Can’t we rest?” he asked weakly. With some effort, he raised his hands to her hips, wanting to urge her off. She grabbed his wrists and flung them up and over his head as if his arms were just limp objects attached to his shoulders.
“You rest, Carlos,” Lydia reassured him. “Relax. Let me take care of the rest from here.”
“That’s…’s not what I mean…”
“I know, Carlos,” Lydia grinned. “I know.”
It wouldn’t be long now. She loved this part.
* * *
“This is happening fast,” Alex said. Their voices in the elevator were hushed. Their body language couldn’t be louder.
Luckily, the older couple that had shared the elevator with them from the lobby got out on a lower floor, allowing Alex and his angel to wrap themselves around one another again.
“No,” Rachel smiled. She had both her arms around his shoulders, her head tilted up a bit to look in his eyes while her fingers ran through his hair. “This has been a long time coming.”
“Maybe for you. You’ve been stalking me for days.”
She shook her head slowly. “I’ve wanted someone to look at me and hold me the way you do since before the Tower fell. And I only wish I could explain, but you’re long overdue.”
He smirked, then turned his head so he wouldn’t be laughing directly in her face. “You have to keep all these secrets from mortals, but you just dropped a Tower of Babel reference on me like you were there for it.”
“I didn’t tell you whether or not it was metaphorical or literal, jackass,” she said before planting a kiss that made him stop laughing. They were locked in it until the elevator stopped moving and the doors opened. Alex hardly noticed. Rachel had to be the one to break it off.
At the door to the room, though, she stopped. A deep, unsure breath came in and out of her.
“What’s wrong?” Alex asked.
“I’m being selfish,” she confessed. “I’m rushing you. For fuck’s sake, you’re in no condition to resist a come-on like this. You’ve got a succubus encouraging you to make every decision with your cock. Your life is emotional turmoil. Alex, I’m crazy about you, but I didn’t want to-”
He kissed her. Once again, she melted into his arms.
“I’m not the only one here who deserves to be loved,” Alex said.
She held his gaze, but at the same time seemed dizzy. “You…” she blinked. “Do you mean loved like physically or-?”
“I love you, Rachel.”
She seemed stunned. Her eyes just stared at him. Her mouth made small twitches, as if she were continually about to say something but couldn’t. Finally, she got something out: “Wow.”
“It’s crazy and it’s too soon and I don’t care. I love you.” He spoke with calm, humble confidence.
Her stare continued. “Open the door,” she said in a voice barely above a whisper. He slipped the key card into the door. The shift in his attention helped Rachel regain her composure. Rachel waited for him to open the door, then tugged on his leather jacket to pull him in. “‘Gosh golly, Rachel, when are you going to realize I’m totally boring and not sexy at all?’” she teased.
Alex threw on the light switches. She walked only a few paces into the room. It wasn’t until he threw the deadbolt that she turned.
Rachel’s eyes stayed on his as her hands went to the shoulder straps of her simple white dress. She didn’t tease or gyrate as she pulled the fabric down, but she freely let Alex watch as she pushed her dress down along her skin until it lay in a pool at her feet. “If you’re going to keep looking at me like that, I may have to go nude anytime we’re alone,” she said.
Her awestruck lover nodded. “I’ll never complain.”
“I was afraid I wouldn’t measure up to sex demon standards.”
He blinked hard, not knowing whether that was a throwaway comment or an admission. It seemed ludicrous to him. Rachel appeared younger than Lorelei, stood an inch or two shorter and her figure was lithe and athletic rather than voluptuous or alluring… but Alex hadn’t thought for a second about primacy. “Don’t ever worry about that again,” he breathed.
She came close to him, bathing in his awestruck stare. Rachel pulled his jacket off and tossed it away. “Might want to ditch the shoes,” she said, and watched as he slipped them off.