Kane lifted her head and looked at her, and Jessica tried not to let the red eyes bother her.
“Do you masturbate?”
She blushed, and he smiled. “Of course you do. All good little Christian girls do, right? Well, think about the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had and then multiply that by a hundred. That’s how it will feel.”
Jessica’s knees dipped forward. “I thought it would be painful.”
“No, it’s like the greatest high you could ever have. You just have to know how far to go.”
Jessica tilted her head. “Then take me there.”
Kane hooked two fingers under the straps and slid them off her shoulders. He pulled the dress down to her waist. He caressed the green lace on her bra. “I like women in these pretty little things.”
“Then it’s too bad that I don’t intend to be in them for long.”
One finger slipped beneath the lace. “That’s fine; I like what’s underneath even more.” He pushed down and caressed her nipple. She arched her back, and her mouth opened slightly as he caressed the nipple into a stiff peak. Then he pushed the lace cup down and lowered his head.
Jessica held her breath as his dark head descended. When his hot mouth closed around her nipple, she whimpered. The poetic license she’d thought romance authors took was now her reality. She threaded her fingers through Kane’s dark hair as he moved from one breast to the next. Jessica reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She slipped the straps down and pulled the scrap of cloth from between them. Kane stepped back and gazed down at her chest. Her skin burned from his look.
“You’re exquisite,” he gushed.
Kane pulled the dress down her hips and legs. He hooked his fingers in her underwear and gazed at her as he pulled them down. Jessica was immediately embarrassed that she hadn’t shaved, especially after Kane buried his face in her crotch. He started kissing her, and Jessica’s embarrassment turned to ecstasy. She grabbed Kane’s hair as her knees buckled, and she fell back onto the bed, taking him with her. His mouth never moved from between her legs. All he did was push her legs open and increased the intensity of his mouth.
Jessica stared up at the ceiling, which she could now see was covered with a painting half-naked people in a Garden of Eden typesetting. The red in the apples interspersed among the green and faded tones of the tangled bodies stood out to her. She was giving away her forbidden fruit to a demon who was feasting between her legs like she was made of nectar from the gods.
She should stop him, but it just felt too good. She should save herself, though for what? Saving people was far more important than saving her virginity for a marriage she didn’t want. She closed her eyes against the condemnation and concentrated on the feel of Kane’s tongue, searing her flesh. In no time she was writhing on the bed and screaming like she was possessed. Her hips rose up, and she placed her feet on Kane’s broad shoulders and danced against him as she came, over and over again until she was drenched in sweat and quaking.
Through the fog of pleasure, she saw Kane take off his clothes. She blinked rapidly and forced her heavy eyes to focus on him. Standing before her was the epitome of the perfect man. Kane’s smooth, muscled chest tapered down to slim waist and hips and then flowed into strong, well-developed legs. All that beauty was just a backdrop for the specimen jutting out from him. No author would’ve done it justice. She didn’t think she could do it justice either. It was just too much of everything; too refined, too beautiful, too big, too hypnotic because she sat up and reached for it and gasped in shock when it vibrated in her hand. It was scorching hot, and Jessica feared it would tear through her like a warm knife through butter.
Jessica marveled at its power and beauty. She released him and stood up. She looked deeply into his eyes. “I’ve never been this close to a naked man before.” She placed her palms on his broad, smooth chest. Her hands slid down to his flat stomach, and Jessica started kissing his chest. She ran her tongue over his nipples. She kissed her way down to his stomach, and his hardness nudged her throat. She fell to her knees. She’d dreamt of this moment countless times, had ached for it. She’d never envisioned it could be so exciting. Tentatively, she ran the tips of her fingers along his length. So this was what all of her friends were talking about. Actually, they didn’t even know men like Kane existed. He was all hers.
“If you keep that up, I won’t last very long.”
Jessica blushed when she realized that she was stroking him.
Kane rubbed her head. “It’s okay for you to be a woman,” he told her softly.
Jessica rested her forehead against him. “You make me believe I can be one, but I don’t know how to do this.”
“Just do what feels good to you.” His mouth tilted at one corner. “It will all feel good to me.”
Jessica smiled. She kissed him on the tip and then ran her tongue down to the base. It tasted good and felt good, and so she continued until Kane pulled her up by her hair.
This time the fear which gripped her wasn’t so easily swept aside, even when Kane pushed her back down and crawled over her. She said a quick prayer, even though she wasn’t sure God was with her at that moment.
“Are you ready for me, Jessica?”
She nodded because she knew if she waited until she was ready, she would never do it. She took a deep breath when Kane pushed her legs farther apart. She felt him at her entrance, and then he was inside. She waited, and she felt pleasure, even as he started moving. Completely in awe, she wrapped her legs and arms around him and allowed his vibrating penis to take her to new heights of pleasure. She scraped her nails along his back and hips. Heat and passion intensified with each thrust until Jessica felt like she was about to burst into flames. Just when she knew she couldn’t take another push, her body surrendered, and fireworks exploded all around them. She actually saw sparks floating around them. They stung when they landed on her naked skin. She stared up at Kane in wonderment.
“So, that’s what sex with a demon is like.”
Kane laughed. “Actually, no. I went a little easy on you because it was your first time. The next time will be more intense.”
Jessica’s mouth fell open. “I don’t know how I will live through that.”
Kane chuckled. “You can take it easy for the rest of the night.”
She felt utterly exhausted and soon fell asleep in Kane’s arms.
The following morning, Kane woke her up early, and they spent the day working though, in the back of her mind, she knew night would bring new adventures. Her body tingled every time she thought about it. Kane was completely professional as they went through the contents of his former life, though she did occasionally catch him looking at her with that hungry look in his violet eyes. Fiona came by around six to make dinner.
Jessica snuck into the kitchen. Fiona was at the stove, stirring a huge saucepan of vegetables. “Can I talk to you for a second?” she asked.
Fiona turned from the stove and smiled. “Of course, dear.” She wiped her hands on her apron. “Would you like a glass of wine?”
Jessica looked over her shoulder. “We’re not done for the day yet. I had a very serious talk with my mother last night.”
Fiona sighed. “I think I need a drink, and you might as well join me.” She walked over to the wine cooler and selected a bottle of red. She took two glasses off the rack next to it and carried them to the large table in the center of the kitchen. Jessica sat down and took the glass Fiona offered. She took a long sip.
“You found my mother the night that son of a bitch killed their baby inside of her. I want to thank you for taking care of her and keeping her secret.”
“That was such a horrible night,” Fiona told her. “I don’t know how Ruth came back from something that traumatic. Graham Major needs to pay for what he did to her.”
Jessica took Fiona’s hand. “I will make sure he does.”
Fiona gulped her wine. “I’m worried about Kane. He’s risking a lot in a fight that’s not even
his.”
“He wants to rid the world of a monster.”
Fiona nodded. “I know, and he should do so. I just don’t want anything to happen to him. He’s like a son to me. He’s a good man.”
“Even though he’s a demon?”
Fiona stood up. “There are a lot more demons to fear besides Kane.”
Jessica drained her glass and went back to work.
At seven, they stopped to shower and have dinner. Fiona had outdone herself once again and prepared enough food for a party of five. Jessica made a mental note to tell her not to cook for a few nights because the leftovers were piling up in the fridge. She’d never had anyone cook for her. In the Munroe household, all the women shared in the cooking. They barely touched the delicious steak and summer vegetables with gourmet mashed potatoes. Jessica was anxious to get to the bedroom, and she jumped to her feet when Kane stood up and declared he’d had enough.
She giggled as they raced each other to his bedroom. In the bedroom, she turned to face him and walked backward toward the bed. Kane stayed by the door.
“I want to show you something,” he told her softly. He held out his arm and placed his other hand over it. Flames shot from his hand onto his arm. “This will not harm you,” he promised. This fire is my blood, and I want to cover you in it.” He walked over to her and lifted her right arm. He held his hand over her arm, and suddenly fire danced along her arm. Instinctively she pulled her arm away and smacked her arm against her dress, which caught on fire. Jessica screeched and yanked off her dress. She threw it on the floor and stomped on it. She looked up at Kane, who watched her calmly with a smirk on his handsome face.
“This is not funny!” Jessica fumed.
Kane’s smirk turned into a smile. “No, it’s not.” His smile disappeared, and his eyes reddened. “I told you I love my women in pretty little things.”
Jessica had put on a yellow lace set after her shower. She was so happy she’d stocked up on sexy lingerie to wear under her drab clothing.
Kane lifted her arm again and swiped his hand over it. He held firmly as fire danced along her arm. It felt hot and stung a little, but it wasn’t painful.
“How come it doesn’t hurt that much? Last night, I didn’t feel any real pain either.”
“That’s because last night you were so high on the pleasure you didn’t even notice your pain. It can sometimes happen when a person is super turned on. It can be dangerous when having sex with a demon because sometimes the human doesn’t realize how much danger they’re in until it’s too late. That’s why an attentive, caring demon is necessary. Now this fire is just barely warm, right? It can be very dangerous, just like fire, but it’s just energy. The more I take, the hotter it will become.”
Jessica ran her free hand over her burning arm and laughed. “This is so amazing!”
“Imagine your entire body covered in warm flames.” He pulled her into his arms. “I desperately wanted to feed on you last night. You don’t know how hard it was to resist.”
“You don’t have to resist anymore,” she assured him. She lay down on the bed, and Kane joined her.
Kane captured her mouth in a savage kiss as if he was releasing all his frustrations from the night before. His tongue tangled with hers, and he took his time exploring her mouth like kissing wasn’t just a means to get to the sex. He licked and nibbled and pulled, and by the time he slid down to her breasts, Jessica was one step from exploding.
When he opened his mouth over one breast, she arched her back and cried out. His mouth was burning hot. He left a trail of heated kisses all over her body before settling between her legs. It felt like being enveloped in a warm bath on a hot night, which caused her to sweat profusely. That sexy mouth explored more and slathered her with wet heat. He seemed in no rush to get to his own pleasure or to feed. Worshipping her body seemed to be the only thing he cared about. When he was done with the breast, Kane kissed his way down her body. He placed his hands under her and lifted her hips.
“I’m going to bite you,” Kane warned. “That’s the most potent way for me to get pure energy out of you.”
Jessica stared up at him. “Do you have fangs?”
“Yes, and I must warn you, they do hurt a lot.”
Jessica’s heart stopped, and then she remembered all that was at stake. She turned her head and stretched her neck. “I trust you.”
She held my breath as his mouth slid down to her neck. Jessica felt a sharp prick and then unbelievable agony as his fangs tore through her flesh. Her body jerked up and pain splintered through her veins. She tried to push Kane away, but he was too strong. She felt heat rush up to meet his mouth and as he suckled, her pain soon turned to so much pleasure a rapturous orgasm burst from her core and spread through her body.
“Take me,” she pleaded.
Ever so slowly, Kane slid into her, opening her up to a new world of sensations and pleasure. He seemed to move almost in slow motion, taking the time for her body to become adjusted to him. Again, he appeared in no hurry. Each thrust was as slow and sweet as molasses. Even when it intensified, it stayed soft, and her orgasm washed over me like a hot shower.
Suddenly their bodies erupted in flames, and Jess panicked for a second before she remembered what Kane had told her. The flames were hot; however, she was so high that even the pain felt good. She stilled and marveled at the spectacular beauty of Kane caught up in flames. With his red eyes and fangs, he didn’t look like anything remotely human, and she’d never been so attracted to him. She started moving again, and though Kane was taking energy from her, she felt infused with life and bliss.
She understood how a woman could become addicted to men like him and to pushing the boundaries. How was she supposed to be happy with a normal man when her first sexual partner had literally set her on fire? After she’d given Kane what he needed, he would go back to Europe, and she would have to build a life. She suddenly realized that she didn’t want another man; she wanted Kane. He was her first, and she wanted him to be her only. That just wasn’t possible. She wrapped herself around him. For as long as she could, Jessica would pretend that he was hers.
For the next few weeks, Jessica and Kane spent more time having sex than working. Jessica was addicted to him, and Kane seemed equally enamored with her. Even when they did leave the house, they still managed to find little nooks and crannies to have sex. She was a preacher’s daughter having sex in public, and she was too high to even consider the implications. Kane was her world, and she lived in a sex-induced bubble she hoped would never explode.
Then everything changed.
“I’m going after Graham tomorrow,” Kane announced one night as she relaxed in his arms. Jessica sat up and frowned. “I’m afraid for you.”
Kane sat up and kissed her. “Thanks to you, I’m stronger than I’ve ever been. I can do this; believe me.”
She wanted to ask what would happen to them after he captured Graham; however, she knew, and she didn’t like the answer. She tucked herself in Kane’s arms and raised her face to his. This would be their last night together.
He kissed her thoroughly and then gently pushed her down onto the pillows and stretched out over her. Jessica felt a searing pain as her body stretched to accommodate him. She moaned and dug her long nails into his back. Kane soothed her pain with soft kisses and soon, she was purring like a well-satisfied cat. He sank deeper into her. When he was sure she was comfortable with him, he flipped over onto his back.
Jessica stared down into his beautiful face. “Thanks for giving me the power,” she said breathlessly.
Kane smiled and ran his hands up her arms. Her body shivered in response.
“We can go as fast or as slow as you want, this is now all about your pleasure.”
Emboldened by his words, Jessica placed her hands on either side of his head and spread her hips wide. Slowly, she began to grind into him. She ran her tongue over dry lips and left the tip of it, peeking out one side of her mouth as passion engulfed
her.
She moaned softly, but as Kane took her right nipple into his mouth, the soft moan turned into a full-fledged growl. Greedily he tasted her sweat and pulled on her nipples. Her ragged breath billowed around his face as she strained to conquer his massive penis. Her hair fell about her face, hiding her pleasure from him. Behind the mask, her features contorted as his hardness touched a sensitive area she’d never explored before. She kept the position, rubbing against his shaft until her body started to tremble. She pulled back, not yet ready to release the sweet torture he’d created in her.
When she plunged back down his length again, her body grabbed onto him like she’d had a long absence. She felt powerful above him. She loved how the twist of her hips could make him bite his lips to the point of drawing blood. She bent down and ran his tongue over his mouth, licking up the red droplets.
She stared into his feral eyes. “Take what you need from me,” she demanded.
“Open your mouth,” he instructed.
Jessica opened her mouth and felt heat spiral from her stomach, up through her chest and through her mouth like softly dancing fire. As it flowed into Kane’s mouth and Jessica felt as if she’d inhaled some illicit drug, which made her see a kaleidoscope of colors and feel like she was floating among clouds.
She began moving her hips and her loud moans joined the music playing softly in the background as Kane cupped her firm behind in either hand in a desperate attempt to bring their bodies in even closer contact. Her hips moved faster as she became lost to the mindless pleasure of her own needs. She began praying as she came, asking God to help her survive what felt like death as she lost complete control of her mind and body. She felt herself falling into darkness. Suddenly, there was marvelous light, like a choir of angels singing on a stairwell to heaven. Her desire crashed around her, and she came with tears streaming down her face and a song in her heart.
Kane flipped her onto her back and draped one leg over his shoulder. He bucked on top of her like a wild stallion. He grabbed the bed railing and used it as leverage to push further into her. Jessica’s head bumped against the wood, but she would’ve gladly banged it against concrete if it meant that she could feel his rage inside her. He seemed more animal than human as he got closer to the edge. She loved the hint of danger around his mouth. A part of her vowed to one day become brave enough to allow him to take her completely.
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