The Road (The Road to Hell Series, Book 3)

by Brenda K. Davies

  Her hands stilled on my forearm as she stared into the pool giving off a dim radiance that lit the trees around it. “It’s beautiful.”

  “Not as much as you,” I said as I watched the light dancing across her supple body.

  Her eyes closed; reaching behind her, she slid her hand up to clasp the back of my head as I nipped at the sensitive flesh of her neck. My hand trailed up her stomach to fondle one of her breasts. She pressed her ass back into my erection and rubbed her silken flesh over it.

  Pulling slightly back, I turned her in my grasp. The sensation of her breasts flush against my chest caused my hands to constrict. Being with River had always been far more pleasurable than any other woman, but the forest heightened it until she was all I could see, smell, taste, and feel. Nothing outside of her body against mine existed.

  She whimpered when she rubbed her nipples against me. I drank in the sight and sounds of her, unable to get enough of her reactions and the scent of her arousal. Her hands ran over my shoulders to push my shirt the rest of the way down my arms. She took a step back, giving me a good view of her body as she stood before the fire, completely bared to me.

  My gaze fell hungrily to the triangle of black hair between her thighs. The curls were already wet with her need for me. Slipping the button free on my pants, she slid them down my thighs. She licked her lips when my cock sprang free to jut out from my body. Stepping back into me, her hands traced the lines etched into my stomach before she took hold of my dick. I groaned when she ran her hand up my stiff length.

  My claws lengthened as I skimmed them down her sides and over her rounded hips. I managed to get them to retract before I slipped my hand between her thighs and across her wet flesh. I rubbed my finger over her swollen clit until her legs were shaking and she could barely keep her eyes open.

  Moving against her, I slid a finger into her hot recesses. My breath caught when her muscles clenched exquisitely around my finger. Her head tipped back as I parted her folds further and dipped another finger into her. Her hand worked me faster as I pulled her forward, thrusting against her with my fingers until she could no longer stand on her own.

  Sliding my hand around her waist, I lifted her up when her legs gave out and brought her down until we were kneeling before each other. Her hand stroked faster and semen swelled up my shaft until it was almost painful, but there was pleasure in the pain. I would not come now; I would be inside of her before I allowed either of us to go over the edge.

  She smiled at me before she released my cock to place both of her hands on my chest. I reluctantly pulled my hand from her and leaned back beneath her gentle nudging to lie on the soft forest floor.

  I couldn’t tear my gaze away from her as she climbed on top of me, her legs straddling my hips as her hands ran over my chest. My gaze fastened on her breasts and her pert nipples standing out irresistibly. I flattened my palms against her back, drew her to me, and lifted my head to take one of the puckered buds into my mouth to suckle on it.

  She arched to thrust her nipple deeper into my mouth. Her head tipped back, and her wet center slid over me, but I held back from thrusting into her. It would be over too soon if I did. I nipped at the bud before rolling it within my mouth to soothe any discomfort I may have caused.

  Her body moved sensuously over mine as I switched my attention from one breast to the other. “Kobal!” she cried. Her fingers entangled in my hair and tugged me closer when I nipped at her again.

  I released her breast to stare up at her as the fire danced over her body, caressing all of her dips and hollows. Her violet eyes had darkened to a purple shade nearly the color of the leaves surrounding us. She lowered herself over me, her nails scraping my flesh as she worked her way steadily lower with her tongue and hands until her lush breasts rubbed against my erection.

  Her tongue slid out to lick over the head of my cock, lapping up the bead of precum forming there. I sucked in my breath as her mouth slid over my dick, taking me as far into her as she could before rising back up. The heat of her mouth and the swirl of her tongue were nearly my undoing.

  There was a playful radiance in her eyes when they met mine. Her tongue laved my head one more time before she pulled her mouth away. I took hold of her arms to bring her up to me, but she shook her head, and with one hand, she clasped her breasts together. With her other hand, she worked my cock into the valley her breasts had created and slid them over me.

  The erotic view of her working me in such a way became all I could see. Her hands squeezed her breasts around me while she fucked me with them. Her tongue swirled out to run over my head as she watched me. Sweat beaded my brow, and I gritted my teeth against spilling all over her as she used her body to arouse me higher and higher.

  ***

  River

  I couldn’t get enough of the sensation of his shaft slipping between my breasts or the taste of him on my lips and against my tongue. Everything felt out of control within the forest, yet so centered and right. I could feel every inch of his body in a way I never had before, feel the power I held over him in the rapt way he watched me from those feral, amber eyes.

  It was all so much sensation, overwhelming in its intensity, but I couldn’t get enough of it. Within these woods, I experienced each of my touches against his flesh as if they were my own. I was wet and throbbing for release, but I couldn’t stop provoking him to higher levels that amplified my own need.

  His back bent off the ground to thrust his erection closer to my mouth. I greedily licked and tasted him again.

  “You’ll be my undoing,” he grated between his teeth.

  His hands slid into my hair, pushing it away from my face to watch me. My eyes lifted to his. Just the sight of his powerful body coiled with tension, beaded with sweat, and all of his etched muscles standing out so starkly almost caused me to orgasm. I tried to recall why this place wasn’t the greatest place in the world, but my desire-soaked brain couldn’t hold onto any thoughts right now.

  “If you don’t wish to have my seed all over those beautiful breasts, I would suggest getting up here,” he grated at me.

  ***

  Kobal

  Her tongue licked over me again, but I wrapped my hands around her arms, drawing her away from me. She slid up my body with obvious reluctance, but I had to ease her body more than my own right now.

  “You enjoyed that?” she inquired as I settled her so her wet sex rubbed against my dick.

  “So much,” I murmured against her lips before slipping my tongue into her mouth.

  I pushed her hips down and thrust up to plunge my rigid length into her. Her muscles drew me into her until I was seated deep within her body.

  Home. From the first time I’d taken her, I’d known she was where I belonged. The feeling had only grown stronger with every passing day.

  Breaking the kiss, she rose above me, her hands resting on my chest. She watched me as she moved, her hands stroking over my body before they slid to her belly and over her flesh. I seized her waist when she clasped her breasts and her thumbs caressed her nipples.

  Her head fell back as she rode me harder, her hips working back and forth in greedy thrusts. She looked like a pagan with her raven hair spilling down her back and her hands cupping her breasts. Uninhibited and free, she cried out when her tight muscles clenched around me and her back bowed from the force of her orgasm.

  I drove her hips back against me, my body surging up as her sheath milked me. Unable to stop myself from spilling within her, I threw my head back and bellowed when I marked her further as mine.

  CHAPTER 32

  Kobal

  “What time is it?” River murmured against my chest.

  I ran my fingers up and down her back, savoring the scent of me all over her. “I don’t know. We do not keep time in Hell.”

  I’d spent over fifteen hundred years of my life here. I was the only demon born of Hell fire, yet I’d forgotten there was no concept of time within this place. On Earth, the sun marked the
start and end of each day. The humans were aware of every passing day; days they would never get back again, but somehow they rose to face each new one.

  There was none of that here. There was only an eternity if one didn’t get struck down by a fellow demon or one of Lucifer’s followers.

  Lifting her head, she folded her hands on my chest and rested her chin on top of them. With the amount of times we’d had sex and the flow of life teeming within the forest around us, she fairly glowed with vitality as she stared at me.

  “Why don’t you keep time?” she asked.

  I ran my fingers through her hair, watching as the raven locks shone within the light of the pool. “Time passes differently here because it is barely acknowledged. We have no sun to mark the passing of our days, only the routine of waking and sleeping, but who knows when that occurs compared to your human world.”

  Her brow furrowed. “Then how do you know how old you are?”

  “We know our ages because once a year the fires of Hell burn hotter for one day only. They can be seen throughout all of the caverns when it occurs. That day marks the passing of a year to us. Whether the year is the same as a human’s, I don’t know. From my time on Earth, I would guess them to be very close. On the day the Hell fires burn hotter, every demon becomes a year older, even if that demon is only a new-born babe at the time.”

  “Fascinating.”

  I couldn’t help but smile as my hand stilled in her hair. “Or boring.”

  “Never boring.” Her breath hitched when her breasts rubbed over my chest.

  “We should probably get dressed before we never leave here,” I told her.

  “I’m not sure I wouldn’t mind staying. It’s not such a bad place to be.”

  I kissed her mouth before reluctantly untangling myself from her. “You wouldn’t be saying that in a few days when the forest is feeding on us.”

  “No, probably not.” Sitting up, she drew her knees against her chest and hugged them there. “But I’m not sure where I left my clothes.”

  I pulled on the pants Magnus had given me to wear. “I’ll retrieve them.”

  Resting her chin on her knees, her gaze raptly watched my every movement. I took a deep breath to gain control of myself before walking over to her with my shirt in hand. “Raise your arms.”

  I groaned when she lifted her arms for me, causing her breasts to sway enticingly with the movement. My marks marred her skin from where I’d claimed her as mine over and over again, yet the compulsion to do so again gripped me.

  “Must go,” I grated from between my teeth and hurriedly slipped the black shirt around her back and onto her arms.

  The soft material made from the calamut leaves swallowed her slender frame, making her appear smaller and more fragile, yet so incredibly sexy. She pulled it forward, holding it closed against her front.

  “Button it,” I said, unwilling to trust myself to touch her again right now. Glancing down, she began to slide the buttons into place. “I’ll be right back with your clothes. You’ll be safe here.” She nodded, but her gaze remained focused on the last of the buttons. I hesitated as I watched her. “Maybe you should come with me.”

  “I’ll be fine here. I won’t run away, but if I go with you, I can’t promise I won’t jump your bones again.”

  A short burst of laughter escaped me. “I can’t promise I’ll stop you.”

  Her radiant smile robbed me of my breath. “Go,” she said with a wave of her hand.

  I hesitated for a second, but apart right now was the only way both of us would end up fully clothed again. I turned and strode into the woods, retrieving River’s discarded clothes as I went. After reclaiming one of her boots, I rose to survey the trees surrounding me. Scenting the air, I sensed no hint of a threat out there.

  I retrieved River’s shirt from the forest floor and turned to head back to where I’d left her when motion from my right caught my attention. Through the thick woods, I spotted Corson and Magnus making their way through the trees. I stopped and waited for them to reach me.

  “Is Hawk under control?” I asked gruffly.

  Corson’s orange eyes dropped briefly to River’s clothes in my hand before returning to me. “Yes.”

  “Good. I’ll meet you on the road in five minutes,” I told them and slipped back into the trees.

  I found River kneeling by one of the fire pools, her hair tumbling about her shoulders as she stared into the fire. I stepped beside her, my gaze sliding over her slender back and the round curve of her ass beneath my shirt. She brushed her hair back and lifted her head to smile at me. Even after the numerous times I’d taken her, I could feel the effects of the forest and her enticing body luring me in once more.

  “I should probably get dressed,” she said and flicked a pointed glance at the growing bulge in my pants.

  “Yes,” I said more brusquely than I’d intended.

  She chuckled before taking her clothes and boots from my grasp and rising fluidly to her feet. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from her as she walked a few feet away and tugged my shirt off. I feasted on the display of her naked body when she tossed my shirt to me.

  “I actually like this place,” she said as she pulled her shirt on.

  Undoing the buttons on my shirt, I slid it on and settled it into place. “It is different from any of the other places here.”

  She glanced at me while she buttoned her pants. Her attention turned to her hair as she tried to comb her fingers through it. “I’d kill Lucifer for a hair brush right now.”

  My mouth quirked in a smile as I watched her work the tangles from her hair. “Would you like me to help you with that?”

  “No, I think I may find myself undressed again if you do.”

  I leaned against the calamut tree behind me. “You would,” I said as I folded my arms over my chest to watch her.

  “I do love your honesty.”

  “You just love me.”

  “That too.”

  She worked on trying to untangle her hair for a few more minutes before sighing and letting it fall about her shoulders. She shoved her feet into the boots before leaning against one of the trees to tie them. “Oh,” she breathed.

  She stepped away from the tree and turned to face it. Her gaze ran over the trunk as she studied the black bark with crevices nearly two to three inches deep in some areas. My hands fell to my sides and I stepped away from the tree.

  “What is it?” I demanded.

  “It’s… it’s…” Her voice trailed off, and her fingers trembled as she stretched them out to settle them on the bark. Blue sparks shot across the tips of her fingers and her eyes closed. “It’s amazing,” she breathed.

  I glanced between her and the tree as she stepped closer and rested her forehead against it. Lifting her forehead, her head tipped back to peer into the thick bowers above her. The leaves of the tree fluttered as if stirred by a breeze, but no wind moved through here.

  I strode forward to pull her away. I’d seen what these trees could do when provoked, but before I could get to her, one of the lower branches swung out and dipped toward her. “River, get away!” I shouted.

  She didn’t move as the blue light spread over her body. The tip of the branch brushed against her side. Racing forward, I leapt over the branch and pulled her against me. The leaves caressed her skin as I released a ferocious snarl.

  “What are you doing?” she demanded as the leaves spread to cover her in what could only be called a hug.

  “You don’t know what these trees are capable of,” I said, though confusion swirled through me as another branch dipped down to run over her hair. She dug her heels in when I tried to jerk her away again.

  “It’s not trying to hurt me,” she said stubbornly.

  “You can’t know that.”

  “But I do know,” she insisted as she turned her cheek into a leaf three times the size of her head.

  “Don’t! I’ve seen these trees rend a demon limb from limb for harming a tree nymph
.”

  She squirmed in my arms. “I’m not doing anything to the tree nymphs, and they’re not trying to hurt me. They’re amazing, Kobal.”

  My grip on her eased as more limbs descended, and one turned over to offer her the fruit within. She glanced at me questioningly as the large prury fruit quivered before her. “Can I?” she asked.

  I stared at the fruit, then at the tree in confusion. Calamut trees were known for their viciousness, their protective streak, and their ability to feed on sexual energy. They were not known for their kindness. Perhaps this was what they did with the tree nymphs, but I’d never witnessed it before.

  “I think it is offering it to you,” I said. “They will not be poisonous to you, though I’m not sure what you’ll think of the taste.”

  I’d never eaten the fruit, but the nymphs and canaghs did on occasion. River plucked the fruit from the tree and ran her fingers over the place where it had been taken from. The leaf coiled over her hand, giving it a squeeze before releasing her.

  “Thank you,” she murmured.

  She stared at the fruit for a minute before biting deep. Purple juice trickled from her lips and down her chin. Her eyes danced with merriment when they shot to me. “It’s delicious!” She wiped the juice from her mouth, and the branch that had offered her the fruit slid away. “You can let me go,” she said to me.

  Reluctantly, I released her from my hold. I’d seen the trees infuriated; this was far from that. I resisted the impulse to snatch her back when she stepped further away from me. She ate the fruit as she moved through the trees, touching each one of them and laughing when they caressed her.

  The trees themselves seemed to laugh as their leaves fluttered, creating a musical current in the air. I’d never seen anything more beautiful than her as she threw her arms out to her sides when the leaves and branches shifted over her. Blue light swirled over her skin, illuminating her eyes and face in a magical glow as her power swelled over her.

  “Kobal.”

  I turned at my name coming from deeper within the woods. Through the trees, I spotted Bale and the others standing fifty feet away and refusing to look in our direction. “You can come forth,” I said in response to Bale.