Night Unbound(93)

“I would’ve thought that, after waiting thousands of years, it would take longer.”
“What would?”
“Falling in love.” He brushed a tender kiss across her lips.
“Surrendering my heart.” Another kiss. “My body.”
She nipped his chin. “Having your first blow job interrupted by your lover’s brother?”
He laughed. “That’s going to be a tough one to forget.”
Yes, it was, damn it. But she’d worry about that later.
Lisette sent him a flirtatious smile and arched against him.
He groaned as desire leapt to life once more in his luminous eyes.
“We could pick up where we left off earlier,” she suggested. She was eager to taste him again. To see the ecstasy ripple across his handsome face as she tongued him and teased him and—
“I need to feel you under me first.”
Sounded good to her. All of that delicious weight pressing down on her, muscles bunching as he drove into her again and again, urging her toward a climax. His wings, when he released them, hovering above them and filling the room with the scent of rain and snow and sunshine all at once.
“Then what are you waiting for?” she demanded, not bothering to hide her need.
He hesitated.
“What?” she asked, wishing they were already naked.
“Don’t take this the wrong way,” he began.
Uh-oh. “Okay.”
“When I’m inside you, driving into you and tasting every inch of your soft, soft skin . . .”
Her gaze dropped to his lips. She could almost feel them on her now. “Uh-huh?”
“I want to smell you, not the vampires we killed tonight.”
Lisette laughed. “Yeah. We do sort of reek, don’t we?” And her skin, beneath her clothing, was probably streaked with vampire blood. As was his. “Okay. Why don’t we . . . play with each other in the shower until we’re both clean and mindless with lust? Then, once we make it to the bed and you have me under you, you can do anything you want to me.”
His eyes flashed brighter. “Anything?”
She drew her tongue across his lips. “Anything.”
Their clothes fell away as he turned and crossed to the bathroom.
“How did you do that?” Lisette asked. His hands hadn’t moved.
“Telekinesis.”
Lisette decided she loved that ability. With their clothing strewn across the floor behind them, his long, hard erection now teased the heart of her, sending sparks of pleasure dancing through her with every step. “Hurry,” she pleaded.
He responded with a wicked chuckle that made her shiver. “I don’t think so. David gave us two hours.” Entering the bathroom, he turned on the shower with a thought. “And I intend to spend every last minute of them worshipping your lovely body.”

Chapter Fourteen
When Lisette and Zach teleported to her home two hours later, sated and relaxed, they found Seth in the kitchen, sipping tea from a huge Looney Tunes mug.
Lisette stared.
He wore only a pair of black pants that rode low on slender hips. No shoes. No socks. (It felt oddly intimate to see his big feet uncovered.) Just bare muscled chest, rippling washboard abs . . . and wings nearly identical to Zach’s.
Folded in against his back, Seth’s were a little bit darker. But then his skin was too, always appearing sun-kissed and naturally tanned. Like Zach’s, the feathers of Seth’s wings were the same color as his skin at their base and darkened to black at their tips. Seth’s long hair, pulled into a ponytail at the nape of his neck with a leather tie, was still damp from a shower and nearly disappeared amidst the dark, silky wings.
Zach touched the tip of an index finger to the bottom of Lisette’s chin and applied gentle pressure, closing the mouth she hadn’t even realized had fallen open.
A quick look up, and she saw disapproval into those deep brown eyes.
“What?” she asked in her defense. “I’m just not used to seeing him this way.”
Seth turned to face them.
“And wish you were?” came Zach’s caustic reply.
She gave his shoulder a shove. “Oh, please. Wipe that jealous look off your pretty face. You know you’re the only man I want to lick from head to toe.”
Golden flames dispelled the darkness in his eyes. During their two-hour interlude, she had done just that until he had shouted her name in climax.#p#分页标题#e#
Seth set his mug on the counter and reached for a black T-shirt that lay over the back of a chair. “Forgive me. I didn’t expect you home so soon.”
Lisette held out a hand. “No. Leave it off, Seth. There’s no need to don it on my account. I’m guessing you don’t let many people see you like this, and I want you to be comfortable.” She knew, from her mortal past, how hard it could be to maintain a facade among friends and family. “In fact, I want you to consider this a second home. A place where you can be yourself.”