Page 243 of Sky’s Edge

“According to you, I have plenty of staff to pack my bags for the journey.”

“It still would be nice if, when we wanted to come down here, we could just hop in the jet or a craft and come down here. Don’t you think?”

He gifted me with a sweet smile, before he took a sip of wine.

Tanyn’s way of saying, Whatever you want, have it.

It was official.

This was my new favorite time of day.

And that was not (entirely) about getting my way.

It was about being in bed, with Tanyn (and Hurley), our days done. Whatever we had to do that was pressing on us, it could wait for tomorrow.

For then, it was just us.

Being together.

Oh yes.

My favorite part of the day.

For certain.

To my surprise, I’d maneuvered the top.

Maybe it was because we started with Tanyn having his back to the headboard, his long legs stretched out, but his chest was on offer.

Thus, I’d swung astride him to pay that glorious swathe of skin the attention it deserved. I worked my way down. I worked his pajama bottoms down. I worked his cock with my hand and mouth. And then I worked off my leggings and top.

So now, he still had his back to the headboard, his arms around me, and I had his jaw in my hands while I was riding his dick.

No demon sex tonight.

Tonight, we were not making love.

I was going slow, savoring each rise and fall, clench and release, emptying then feeling full again.

Complete.

However, I was wrong about demon sex.

I knew it when Tanyn stuck his thumb in my mouth.

He made a noise that came from deep in his chest when I sucked on it. A noise that made me go faster.

And then he dragged the pad of it hard across the edge of my bottom teeth, and even harder when he hit an incisor.

I tasted his blood.

Lilith.

And I went faster.

He took his thumb out of my mouth, put it in his, and I watched as he used his own teeth to rip the cut open even further.

And I moved faster.