Page 24 of Let The Devil In

Tall, dark, beautiful Lukan with his warm eyes and dimple. Human Lukan with a very human tongue he’s lazily sweeping through my folds.

“How did you...?”

How do you ask someone if they’re a ten-foot-tall monster with a slithering tongue? Obviously, I imagined all that because when he pushes to his feet, he doesn’t hit the ceiling.

Still, my head tips back to meet his gaze.

“Sugar isn’t good for your pussy,” he murmurs. “Had to make sure I was thorough. Think I got it all?”

The way I’m throbbing, muscles sore and stretched, he definitely got everything.

But I ask instead, “How did you know?”

His grin is feral and sexy. It makes my stomach flip with the lazy unfurling. His eyes darken a split second before I’m pushed back into the wall. My hips are lifted and I’m made to circle his with my legs while he buries his face between my breasts.

“I know your smell,” he growls into my right tit. His teeth scrape the sensitive bud and I tingle down my spine. “I would recognize it from across the world. It’s the thing that has haunted me for years as I waited to finally have you again.”

“Again?”

I choke on the word and break off in a whine with the first hard suck. He palms the other, thumb and forefinger rolling the tip.

Between my thighs, he rubs his cock into my wet heat. He grinds and pumps his hips, and I know I’m soaking the front of his pants.

“You have always been such a sweet, helpless prey. From the moment you stepped into our lives that sunny afternoon in your pretty dress.”

The snarl of his words burns my flesh. They echo through the endless cavity of my skull, a baffling collage of splintering lights.

The whistle of the wind blowing through my hair as I run.

The sound of my feet thundering over crisp leaves and brittle twigs.

My laugh winding through the trees like ribbons trailing after me as I leap and skirt away from...

Lukan nips too hard on my nipple and I tumble back to the moment, to the man torturing the stiff points.

“Lukan...?”

His head lifts and I swear there’s a flare of silver in his eyes before I blink and it’s just him and the warm browns I know.

“Yeah, sweetheart?”

I am momentarily reminded of Kellen’s mirror response not twenty minutes ago and feel my lips quirk.

“What happened that afternoon at the park?”

His features soften. The hold on my breasts drop to wrap around me.

“Still don’t remember, huh?” At the shake of my head, he leans in and brushes my lips with his. “You will. I promise.”

I’m lowered to my feet and dressed like I’m a child. He straightens my clothes, brushes my hair free of my collar and takes my hand. The back is brought to his lips. A warm skim that goes straight to my toes while he watches me over the knuckles.

“You don’t know it yet, but you belong with us, Rina. You need to come home.”

Nothing more is said. No more explanation as he guides me back to the others.

Roan and Kellen are bent over one of the books. The one with the patchwork of skin. Neither look happy, but their irritationvanishes with my appearance. The book is slapped shut and stuffed out of sight under the table.

“Hey, baby,” Roan says with his lopsided grin. “Get all the sugar out?”