“You mean it, don’t you?” she breathed against his ear.
“Huh?”
“Everything.”
“Yeah! I’m just… I’m… not really a talker,” he grinned, pushing into her again with his hands possessively wrapped around her ass.
“Me, neither,” Amber smiled, and abandoned the rest to just enjoy the ride.
* * *
Alex lay on his back, overcome with both fatigue and pleasure. Almost every muscle from his legs to his shoulders all but trembled with exhaustion. His body refused to go completely limp-not when the seductress above him demanded more from him-but where he’d begun with her this morning as a lustful and dominant aggressor, nightfall arrived to find him a helpless but willing victim.
He’d bent her over and had her crying out his name. He’d lain side by side with her and made love until they’d shared whispers and tears. And now he lay underneath the demon, mustering only enough power to push up with his hips as she rode him through another shaky orgasm. Her curse refused to let his sex wane in its potency, but its enhancement of his stamina had limits. Eventually, the mortal had to let the demon take control. He knew only the sight of her beauty and the constant pleasures of her sex. Everything else had been gloriously exhausted to leave them focused on this one ecstasy.
Countless men and women had died with Lorelei like this. He fully understood why. This wasn’t the first time they’d taken one another to extremes. He sometimes caught himself arranging his calendar to allow for this… and, after all that had developed between them and within himself in the last few nights, Alex saw no reason to hold back on that anymore.
Lorelei’s hips gyrated back and forth over his, her fingers lewdly rubbing her labia to enhance the sensations of her climax until they abated. She enjoyed his gaze on her body enough that she turned the lights on when it grew dark. Riding him through this last satisfaction, Lorelei’s eyes opened again with a cool, serene smile. “Thank you for this,” she said.
“Thank you,” he rasped.
“You need water again,” she observed.
“I need you,” he corrected, though his voice remained just as dry.
“The night is yet young,” Lorelei chuckled, “and there is no escape from me now… master.” Lorelei rose from him, indulging him with a long look at her body in her full glory as she strode out of the bedroom.
Alex smiled up at the ceiling. He couldn’t feel the least bit guilty about that term when she had him at her mercy like this. He likely couldn’t get out of bed now if the building caught fire.
That thought occurred to him as the light in the room flickered and brightened. He knew that effect. Alex turned his head slightly toward the angel who slipped in through the wall. She came to him with a breathless expression, moving with deliberate slowness as she laid down against him and planted a soft, gentle kiss on his lips.
He felt his strength return in a rush. Rachel banished his fatigue, leaving him feeling as if he’d just slept and shaken off the burn and aches of his strained muscles. Alex embraced her and kissed her back, knowing what she wanted of this. His hands pulled up her dress as she brought her hips in line with his and wordlessly drew his flesh into her.
They shared breath as well as pleasure. Rachel’s eyes opened with his. “Wow, have I needed this all day,” she groaned with relief.
His hands drifted to her hips, working her into a slow and steady grind. “I figured you’d feel it all day.”
“The connection’s wonderful,” she said, her words stretching out along with her muscles as she writhed against him, “but it still leaves me wanting the real thing. Every time. Didn’t even want any foreplay after today.”
“And now I need not be gentle with him for the rest of the night,” smiled Lorelei as she returned, glass of water in hand. She set it down on the nightstand rather than passing it to Alex. It wasn’t as if he needed it now. Lorelei slipped onto the bed, crawling up close to the two. She welcomed the touch of both of her lovers as she came within reach.
“I wasn’t worried,” Rachel sighed, “just horny. Thanks for… mmh… making me a panting tramp in… in front of my… oh, fuck ‘em.”
“We’d rather have you,” Alex replied.
Rachel giggled. “Dirty boy.”
“I might be, yeah,” he confessed. Rachel looked at him curiously as their grind continued, but Lorelei already knew. She’d tasted it on him. “It’s like you said. Time to drop all my baggage and have some fun.”
“Yeah?” Rachel grinned broadly.
“I still remember all the bad stuff,” he said, his breath equally charged by their connection, “but it’s kind of put to rest now. Seems like a sin not to enjoy all the good stuff in my life, too.”
“That is much the way I have always seen things,” Lorelei agreed.
Alex glanced over toward her, with one hand caressing her body while the other stayed on Rachel’s hip. He knew full well how good he had it, and wanted his partners to know it. “I’m still at your mercy tonight,” he reminded her.
“I’ll get off ‘im if you need,” offered Rachel. “Soon.”
“You know I enjoy this,” Lorelei answered. Her words came out in the same long, breathless tones as Rachel’s. “I would not interrupt.”
“No,” Alex said, drawing her closer, “but you could still join us.”
Rachel leaned back on Alex, allowing her and Alex to draw Lorelei close. Their union did not break, but their hands and their mouths became devoted to their other partner as the demon straddled his chest.
Lorelei sighed with contentment. Her lovers got better all the time.