The Company of Fiends (Tempting Monsters 2) - Page 106

IN HARMONY

The kiss was slow and thorough, our tongues twisting, thrusting, not teasing but feasting. Eight years of avoiding one another had only been eight years of denying each other what we'd wanted from the start, and I'd had such a small and shocking taste on the stage.

I wanted more.

I wanted to see him.

Nireas's busy hands made short work of my robe, twin grips on my ass eager and drawing me up to press to his hips. My legs twined around his waist, and he was huge and heavy, having to hunch over me to hold the kiss. He let me turn us over on the bed until I was on top, two of his hands cupping my face, two cupping my ass, and the other two arms splayed out on the pale blue sheets.

I sat up and stared down at him, a flicker of panic flashing over his features until my hands moved to the remainder of his buttons.

"We don't have to—" Nireas started.

"Are you going to deny me anything after eight years?" I asked, a low blow, but an effective one.

He gaped up at me and then shook his head. "Nothing."

I finished with his buttons, shoving the shirt back, twisting to let the light strike his chest. His skin was a vivid green sheen with a glittering rainbow shifting over his muscles as he caught his breath. He sat up with the smallest tug from me, and I threw my robe back on the floor as he pulled his arms free of his sleeves.

The pair of limbs at his shoulders were the thickest, the arms just under those slightly more sinewy. I lowered my head to his shoulder, found a surprisingly soft and fresh scent on his skin. His back arms reached around, grabbing at my bare waist and hauling me closer. I was still wearing lacy drawers and garters, but I'd taken the corset off the first chance I had, and Nireas lifted a hand to one bare breast, cupping it as he stared up at me.

His hair was short and black, shaved close at his sides, and I ran my fingers through the bristles. His three eyes hooded as I drew his face to my chest, sighing as he licked and kissed and wrapped his mouth around my nipple. His tongue swirled, laved, lips puckering and pulling away with a wet pop!

"You could have any of us you wanted," Nireas whispered.

"And if I intend to have you all?" I asked, not even considering the words. They came naturally, encouraged by Hunter, and Ronan now too. Even Jude.

Nireas's tongue flicked my nipple again, and I shivered and then moaned as a heavy, thick tail, ridged and scaled, stroked the backs of my legs, wrapping around my thighs and tugging me down so I was pressed firmly over Nireas's rising erection.

"That's probably for the best. With four of us, we'll be less likely to to make stupid decisions," Nireas said.

Which was almost certainly the opposite of what was likely.

"Five," I corrected as he moved to the other breast, his kisses and my slow grind over his lap putting me in a hazy, aroused state where my tongue was too loose.

Nireas paused in his work, fingertips twisting my nipples and drawing a bright cry from my lips. "Oh! Five, seven, however you count the Gemini. I see. He's wrong about the act. I would play music that made the pair of you even more—"

He hissed as I grabbed the roots of his hair and yanked. "Focus on me," I snarled.

But when I looked down, the smiling face I saw was so familiar, it took my breath away. I hadn't seen Nireas smile like that in years.

"That's been a personal habit of mine for years, Hazel," Nireas said.

And then he was flipping us easily on the bed, pinning me down, his mouth back to work on my throat and down to my breasts, teeth and tongue dragging over my ribs. I grabbed his shoulders and arched into that hunting mouth, my eyes falling shut on a sigh. Tonight's show had been exhilarating, and I hadn't been the focus for once. My blood had simmered in my veins for hours, then kissed to a frenzy by the others before they left. And Nireas had been a fantasy I'd coveted for too long.

He can be my lover without being my friend, I told myself.

He stood and my eyes opened, but I was too stunned by the sight of him to speak. I'd never seen him nude before. He looked more enormous than ever. More handsome and monstrous too. Black scales framed his hips and covered his shins, matching his long, dark tail. The iridescence over his arms and shoulders glowed in the light, surrounding him with a blazing halo. Beautifully inhuman, I decided.

And my god, that cock was enormous. It suited him, he was a giant after all, but the girth alone left me breathless. Or it would.

"Come here," I said.

He knelt on the bed, and I spread my thighs wide.

"Did I hurt you before?" he asked, frowning.

I shook my head. "You were perfect. It made me angry how good you felt inside of me. I've been thinking about it all—"

Nireas cut me short with another deep, probing kiss. Two fingers pushed inside me, his thumb circling my clit gently, and I moaned around his tongue. He only toyed with me long enough to make sure I was slick and desperate before nudging at my opening with his tip. I found his hips with my hands, drew him closer, and caught my breath as he pulled his mouth from mine, his gaze dark and fixed.

"The way you fit me feels like madness," Nireas whispered, sinking easily and slowly into my cunt.

"Yes," I agreed, or encouraged. "Yes, Nireas."

He arched down to kiss me and fuck me at the same time, but he didn't complain as his mouth found mine, our moans echoing together. This was like madness—it felt that way with the others too. Madness and relief and still the ache of a healing injury, a fresh bruise. Still tender, almost uncomfortable, but I couldn't stop myself from pressing it, making it hurt just a bit.

I was gasping and I couldn't breathe, rocking myself up into Nireas. His hands were everywhere, each one doing more work for me than an average man's effort in bed, massaging my breasts, tugging on my hair, rubbing and rolling my clit. Pausing their torture to wrap all six around my body and hold me so tight against him, our heartbeats struck through our chest to hammer at one another.

"If you walk away from me again, I will cut your tail off," I cried out as he shifted, drawing my hips higher, stroking deeper inside of me until my throat was tight and my pulse pounded in time with his rhythm.

"I swear I won't," Nireas gasped. "I can't. I can't now, Hazel."

I keened as he kissed my throat, a pair of arms tying around my back as the others went back to their busy work of stroking and gripping and fondling. My cheek ended up over his heartbeat, an urgent percussion in my ear. His grunts were strained above my head, hands still working to take me with him. And he would. I was already there at the edge, fighting my own finish, as if I might steal it back from him, refuse us both the satisfaction.

I dug my nails into his shoulders, the only punishment for our time apart I could think of, and then rewarded him as I clamped down on his length, moaning into his hard, glimmering skin, shuddering and riding him through a desperate finish.

He was trembling slightly above me as I settled, and I turned my face to see one of his hands clenched hard in the bedding. He hadn't finished. He was holding himself back.

"What are you doing?" I asked, arching and blinking up at him.

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