Midnight Sins (Midnight 2)

He didn’t need to see the picture to know what had pissed her off. He could remember the image perfectly. One side of the page featured a sketch of a beautiful, naked woman, hair streaming down her shoulders, lips curled in a smile of anticipation.

Then, on the other side of the page, the illustrator had drawn the picture of a “real” succubus. It was a demon with a long, pointed tail, a body covered in scales, a face like a dog, and a snarling mouth full of jagged teeth.

“Ah, Cara…”

She threw the book at him. It missed his head by about three inches. “Is that what you think I am?”

He hoped to heaven not. “You said demons used glamour—”

“I use it to hide my eye color, not to disguise the fact that I’m some kind of freakish hag! Ugh!” A flush stained her cheeks. “That writer is a complete moron, and so are you, if you’re buying into that crap. A succubus looks, well, damn it, look at me! Just like a woman.”

A beautiful woman. Seductive. Physically perfect.

He lifted his hand to her. “I think you’re exactly what you appear to be.”

Now she eyed him suspiciously. “And what’s that?”

“The woman I want.” His head still swam with the new knowledge that he had, but one thing was absolutely clear to him. He wanted Cara.

Her face softened.

“Why did you come here tonight?” He asked, trying to force his gaze to stay on the lines of her face when the hunger demanded that he stare at her body. Those br**sts. Such a wonderful size for his hands—and they tasted so sweet in his mouth.

And her legs…He wanted them wrapped around his waist. Holding him tight as he thrust deep inside her.

“I didn’t just take from you, Todd. You aren’t prey to me.” She crossed back to his side. “I want you to understand that.” Her hand rose to his chest, pressed just above his heart.

At her touch, his c**k swelled even more with a flood of arousal. “I thought that was what you had to do. Take energy.”

“We can take, but we can also give to our lovers.” The heat of her hand seemed to sear him through the thin fabric of his T-shirt.

“Tell me, how have you been feeling since we made love?”

Better than he had in weeks. Months. A cautious “Good” was his only answer.

Her lips curved. “We did that. The energy from our bond spilled into us, renewed us—and made us both more powerful.”

That sounded like a pretty good deal to him. “So it’s not always like that? What usually happens?” Not that he wanted to think of her with others.

The smile faded away. “Usually we take what we want. Humans are left with pleasure, but their bodies are much weaker than before. The weakness can last for a few hours or even days.”

“Why didn’t you just take from me?”

“I don’t know.” Stark.

Again, more honesty than he’d expected. Her lips were just a few inches away from his. Her eyes were so blue. A deception, that.

He didn’t want any more deceptions. “Show me your eyes. Your real eyes.”

Her lids lowered in a slow blink. When her lashes lifted, her eyes were blacker than the night. He raised his hand. Traced a fingertip under her left eye. “Beautiful,” he murmured, and meant it. With Niol, the dark eyes looked scary as hell, but the darkness didn’t detract from Cara’s appeal. It added to it. Made her look mysterious, wild.

“I want you.” There was no coyness in her. “Naked. Inside me.”

That was exactly where he wanted to be.

“I don’t want anything between us. I can’t catch any diseases that humans have, and I control my own fertility.”

Handy.

“I want you, flesh to flesh, with me.”

The lady had caught him at “naked.”

He bent his head. Kissed her. A slow, tasting kiss. When she moaned, the sound rumbling in the back of her throat, every nerve in his body tightened.

She pulled away from him, licked her red lips. “But first, I want a taste.”

Her powerful scent surrounded him. Sex. Woman. Magic. When she dropped to her knees before him, Todd actually felt light-headed for a moment. “You don’t have to—”

But her hands were working on the buckle of his jeans, easing down the zipper and then shoving the rough denim and his boxers out of the way.

His c**k bobbed toward her. The head was stiff and a drop of moisture already coated the tip of his arousal. Her hands wrapped around his swollen length. Tightened. Stroked.

Pleasure lashed through him.

“Relax,” she murmured softly and Todd realized he was growling in anticipation. “I’m only going to give.”

Then her mouth was on him. Lips parted and soft. Tongue caressing as she closed her mouth over him.

His fingers wrapped around her head, dug into the silken tendrils of her hair.

A powerful energy snaked through him. Her mouth was heaven. Every sexy move of her lips paradise. But there was more. More than he’d ever felt.

The feelings were magnified, spiraling along his nerves and cells, the pleasure pulsating within him.

Her mouth caressed his cock, her lips featherlight. Her fingers circled the base of his shaft and she moved her hand in time to the seductive motions of her lips and tongue.

Driving. Him. Insane.

His c**k swelled even more under her ministrations. His hands fisted in her hair, and each move of her mouth had him nearly begging.

But then she pulled away. Easily broke his hold and leaned back, bracing her palms against the floor as she gazed up at him.

No, damn it, not yet, he wasn’t—

“I like the way you taste, Todd. I like it a lot.”

He swore he could actual hear the rip of his control shredding. He fell to his knees beside her, hands trembling. A roar filled his ears and a growl churned in his throat. A red haze of need covered his eyes and he reached for her with hands that were too rough, far too strong for her delicate skin.

She met him eagerly. Fought with him to jerk off her shirt. To bare those br**sts that he loved. Then he shoved her bra out of the way. Caught one tight nipple between his teeth while his right hand fondled her other breast. The heady scent that was pure Cara thickened in the air.

He suckled her, drawing her breast into his mouth, then slipping back to lave her nipple. God, but the woman had great br**sts.

Pink ni**les. Sweet, firm flesh. Not too big. Just right for his mouth.

He dragged his fingers down her body. Managed to push down her pants as she shifted, and Cara kicked off her pumps and the pants in a hard, fast move.