“Mmm.” Was all he said as he brought his other hand into play. Skylar looked down at the way he splayed his hand over her pelvis and nestled his thumb right on her clit to create a fire that stole her breath.
“Zekiel, yes.” She let her head fall back as the heat moved her hips in slow erotic circles. She knew how nasty it must seem, but she didn’t care. What he made her feel, she wanted. Whatever it looked like, whatever it was, she wanted it with all the passion in the world. God no, she wanted him. Inside her. Filling her up and kissing her.
CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
“Are you…praying? Are you okay?”
Toren trembled from the strain of waiting for them to do it already. “God they’re the slowest creatures on Earth.”
“What do you mean?”
He pointed at the wall. “Those two, I need them to…” he fisted his hand before pacing again. “…mate already.”
“I don’t understand what’s going on but maybe I can help—”
“No!” He sighed in frustration when she jumped. “Sorry. You… can’t help. You’re part of my problem.” He sat on the bed and put his head in his hands. He wanted to shield himself from what was happening but he needed to be alert and ready for when they finally consummated properly. He never dreamed it’d be so damn hard to endure. Having to feel what was going on with Sam in the room was unlike anything he’d ever suffered.
“I’ve been as quiet as I can, do you need me to leave?”
“God no, I need…” He shut his eyes then jerked away from her soft touch on his bare back.
She flinched and appeared pissed and hurt. “Fine, how about I leave—”
“No, please, it’s not you. I mean…I can hear or feel what they’re doing in there and—”
She gasped. “Oh my God, is that why you…” she aimed her angry gaze at his midsection, “have a massive hard on?”
The incredulous offense in her voice was just the distraction he needed and yet didn’t. “Yes and no.”
“Yes! And! No!”
By the shrill in her voice his answer had equaled blasphemy in her book. “I mean you’re making me want it.”
“Me!” More wrong answers. “I’m just sitting here as quiet as a goddamn church mouse trying to be understanding while you pace a hole in the floor getting your rocks off while listening in on them have sex!”
Toren flashed to the door when she went for it, blocking her path. “It’s not like that, I’m not getting off to that, it’s you I’m getting off to, I swear my angelic spirit on it.”
His words made more of an impact than he’d expected and Toren didn’t waste time with the upper hand. “Did you forget how badly I want you and need you?” Toren knew he shouldn’t touch her, because of how weak he was, but he had to. Just one stroke on her cheek to remind her what she meant to him.
Toren realized his mistake when Samantha leaned into his fingers with her mouth. He stood helpless as she took his hand and sucked his fingers, reacting to the lethal amount of desire emitting from his pores. If he didn’t stop her, he’d take her hard and fast like a rabid bull any second.
She gasped when he forced the metals in her body to pin her to the wall. As soon as his couple consummated, she was his to do as he pleased. And God would he ever do it to her. All. Night. Long.
She watched him pace like an animal before her, desire weighing her eyes to mere slits. “Kiss me Toren.”
He spun away from her, a loud metallic growl shaking the air. Her scent filled the room and he fell to his knees holding his head in his hands. He needed to satisfy her more than he needed satisfaction. He focused his mind on her body and commanded her metals to gather at every pleasure point. Then he lit them up slowly with heat and vibration.
She gave several whimpered moans that grew as he turned the pleasure up, causing the metals to lick hot. At her nipples…her core…her clit. “Oh God yes, yes,” she whispered. “Toren.”
He clenched his eyes, grunting through the torment of needing to taste and touch her with angelic precision and passion. Soon. His couple was close. Maybe five more eternal minutes. He’d finish Sam even though he wanted to build her very slowly. Then he’d do her again. And again. Show her all the pleasure she was capable of.
He couldn’t stand to hear her make those sounds and not see her. He stood before her and watched. Watched her writhe on the wall. He wanted her naked. A mere thought dismantled her clothes and they fell to her feet.
He stepped closer to her, feeling a little stronger with his couple so close. He placed his hands firmly on the wall and leaned in, unable to keep from kissing her parted lips. He watched her like a possessive animal, tasted her tongue and let the smell of her arousal fill his pores until he was nice and dizzy with it. “Come for me.” He licked at her lips, devouring her incessant moans and gasps.