Lilly's Torment(44)

"Glad you do, because I think that my legs have forgotten how to stand."  She knew how silly that sounded as soon as she said it, but good  heavens, it was the truth. "Amazing. Heavens." Lilly couldn't think,  couldn't anything at the moment. Just hold onto Artaxias and smile like a  loon.

Chuckling, he pressed a kiss to her lips and squeezed lightly. "You  don't need to stand, not now, not anytime soon. Eventually yes, but not  immediately. For now just hang here in my arms, nice and loose and enjoy  the relaxing sensations."

That had Lilly smiling and she leaned into him with a sigh. "That's a  very, very good thing. I'm glad that I don't have to move right at this  moment, because I'm afraid that I would likely have to fall over." She  loved being in his arms, and any excuse to do so made her exceptionally  happy.

He brushed kisses to her neck, right over his mark, eliciting little  shivers. Then, with a squeeze of his muscles, he lifted her and moved  through the kitchen. When he finally stopped it was to sit in a chair,  her limp self draped in his lap with his cock still squeezed tight  inside of her.

She was wet and ready again. Damn if she wasn't ready for him to be  moving inside of her once more. She squeezed him, pushing down against  him, and then beginning to move once more. A shiver of pure pleasure  rocked her when she moved. "Damn, we should do that again."

His hand cupped her ass, a finger rubbing at her anus as she rode him.  "As many times as you'd like," he said softly. "I have no issue with us  having nonstop sex until you can't be bothered to move. Just remember  this when you are walking funny into the office later," he said with a  smile.

"I think that I will survive." Lilly nuzzled at his neck, holding him  close and then biting him lightly. "Tell me what you want," she  whispered against his ear, she moved very slowly on him, riding him  gently.

"Bite again," he said, a growl in his voice. His hands tightened on her  ass and drew her in closer to him. "I like the feel of your teeth on my  flesh," he said softly. Squeezing her ass, he pressed a kiss to her  cheek.

Lilly couldn't deny him anything at all. She leaned in closer and bit  him. Hard. Moaning against his skin, she tasted his blood on her tongue  and moved more desperately against him, desperation living and breathing  inside of her as she did so.

"That's it," he moaned out, a growl building to fill the room. His hands  were rougher on her ass, lifting her and pushing her down onto his  cock. "More," he told her, demanding of her. Then she felt the light  kiss of his teeth on her throat. The flats, not the very sharp points  she knew he had. He was teasing her.

She was a wildcat in his arms. Her desperation and need filled the space  until she put her hand on the back of his head and made her own demands  known. "Bite." It was a sob of need, she was hanging on that very thin  precipice and waiting for him to complete her, make her whole again.  Damn his beautiful eyes.

"Lilly." He breathed her name out in a way that had her body clenching  tighter. Then he bit, not fast or hard, but slow and with a gentleness  she'd never have figured on. It was almost sensual, the way he did the  bite. And then he sucked on her flesh and that was it.

Her body spasmed on his, her fingers fisted in his hair, and she came.  It was hard. It was brutal, and it was desperation that bordered on  insanity. A shiver of need raced down her spine, and she cried his name  out loudly. She sobbed his name even as she came a second time and then a  third in rapid succession.

He let out a curse as his hips slammed up to meet her, his cock jerking  inside of her before the warm spill of his seed began to fill her. His  arms tightened around her body, holding her close as a full-body shudder  worked through him. A slow glide of his tongue to her skin had her  fingers tightening their hold even more on his arm and shoulder.

She had her eyes closed and was panting when they finally began to come  down from their shared orgasms. The power of loving these men was  intense, incredible, and it was something she didn't think she would  ever, ever willingly give up. "Heavens." She whispered the singular word  in wonder. That was about all she could utter at that moment, because  he had sent her spiraling out of control, and she had loved it.

His laugh sent little chills through her body. "I don't know about  heaven, but that was quite amazing," he said. Pressing a kiss to her  lips, he brushed back her hair, his hands exquisitely gentle as he  stroked her skin and hair.

"I would think it was heaven," she whispered with a smile. Holy smokes,  this man was incredible. She grinned as she looked at him. Her hands  caressed his cheeks, over his throat, and down to his chest. "You are  amazing. Not just because of how you make love to me, but because you  are mine and love me as much as you do."                       
       
           



       

His brows went up as he watched her. "Amazing, hmm?" he asked softly. He  began to smile slightly. "I may have to quote you on that at some point  in the future. I think it's a good thing to hold onto when you might be  less pleased with me."

"Yes, you are amazing," she told him with a smile. "And it's good. If  you want to use it later, I will totally let you," she said with a  shrug. "So you can do whatever you want to do and if you want to pull  out me calling you that, I will let you," she teased him.

"Excellent," his smile only got wider. "I will definitely be using it  and pulling it out, as you say, when I need a defense. Now, I think you  need to get up and we need to have another cup of coffee, get dressed  and head toward the offices."

"Yes, I think that we should." She yawned, however, and snuggled in  closer to him. Grinning up at him, she winked. "I happen to enjoy just  being held as well, you know." She loved being between the two men,  their bodies warming hers and relaxing her. Yep, that was perfect.

"And yet you're still curled up in my lap," he said quietly. Laughing  softly, he hugged her closer to him and rubbed her back gently. He  didn't say anything else, just held her close to him and kept her warm  while she relaxed and rested.

"Good point." She didn't move for several minutes and then, with a  smile, nodded. "Okay, right. I need to get up so that we can go into the  office. We both have things we have to get done, right?" she teasingly  asked.

"We do indeed," he said. Cupping her face, Ax kissed her gently and  slowly. Brushing his lips to hers, he nipped at her lower lip. "Up, my  dear. We need to get moving, and sooner than later. We don't want to be  caught by the captain at the office, gods only know what other work he  will have us doing if he does catch us there."

She let out a breath and laughed. "Right. Well, we don't want him giving  us hell. We get enough grief as it is," she said quietly. "Let's just  hope that I don't attack you while we are trying to work. You get this  look on your face and it's so adorable that I want to lean over and kiss  you. Is that bad?"

"Not in the least, but I'm a little unclear as to what this look is you  think is adorable. I can honestly say I've never once had anyone tell me  any expression of my was such." He was glowering at her like he  couldn't decide if she was yanking his chain or teasing or … whatever.

"Well I happen to love the looks that you get on your face at times. And  I'm the only one that really matters, right?" she teased with a smile.  "Because I love you and you love the heck out of me, too. Admit it, Ax."

"Hmm." It was all he gave her. For a long, long time. Just stared at her  and seemed to be contemplating his next words. Which really didn't bode  well or make her feel any better. Nervous, definitely a lot nervous.  "Yes, I love you very much, Lilly. More than I will ever be able to  express, and I am eternally grateful you came into our lives."

Finally letting out the breath she was holding, she smiled. "Good. I  love you, too," she whispered and stroked a finger over his cheek. "Very  much so. I'm glad we are going to have a very, very long life together  because nothing less than that will ever satisfy me. You know that,  don't you?"

"It's much longer now that you've gone through the treatments. But  Gavriel wants you to have Briar do a follow-up to check for something or  other. He was spouting terms that didn't include ‘gun,' ‘bomb,'  ‘death,' or ‘dismemberment' so I tuned him out. But he's called her and  told her what he needs, so we should be just fine. He's not worried  about the disease returning, but he does want to ensure the blood I was  giving you didn't give you anything." He wiggled his eyebrows. "Extra."