The Price of Exorcism by Dakota Brown (popular romance novels .TXT) 📕

was pressed against him, as tightly as we could manage, and I couldtell he was happy to have me there. Unfortunately, I was starting to becomepainfully aware that I still had a human body, and it had been a really longtime since I'd last visited the bathroom. Damn it.

Ezra must have sensed my hesitation because he brokeoff our kiss and tilted his head. "What's wrong?" He looked concernedagain.

"Uh, just, fuck. I've gotta pee," I admitted."Damn human body."

Ezra's lips curled back into a smile. "Probablyshould take care of that."

"Yeah, sorry. Maybe we can move this to the bed,too. Looked awfully comfortable. How long do we have before we have to besomewhere, anyway?"

"We have a couple of hours."

I grinned. "Good." I reluctantly untangledmyself from the demon prince. I hadn't noticed, but at some point Mayhem hadgone and placed himself in front of the door. He was still in hellhound form.

As I headed to my bedroom, I became aware of otherdiscomforts. Sleeping on the floor wasn't as easy as it used to be, and I'dgone to bed drenched in sweat. I stank.

"Ugh."

Ezra had gone into his bedroom.

"I'm going to take a quick shower," I said,hoping he'd either hear me or overhear my thoughts. "Join me here in a fewminutes."

At that, I stripped off my dirty clothes and made forthe bathroom. It wouldn't exactly hurt to brush my teeth, either.

I took the worlds quickest hot shower and freshened upsome, then I wrapped my towel around myself and headed back out into my room.

Ezra sat on my bed, one leg pulled up so that he couldrest his chin on his knee. His hair was damp, and he wore clean clothing. Oneof his silky shirts and slacks. He didn't have shoes on, but he was wearingsocks. Had he thought I was changing my mind? He was even wearing a belt.

"I didn't want to presume," he said, lookingnervous again.

I blinked a few times, then dropped the towel.

Ezra stared, mouth opening, as if he were going to saysomething then forgot what.

He scooted back on the bed a little and put his footdown as I stalked forward. I straddled his thighs, buried my fingers in hishair, and pulled his mouth to mine.

Ezra grabbed my hips, fingers burning into my skinpleasantly.

I let him have control of my mouth while I tookcontrol of his horns, gently caressing both of them.

He shuddered, turning to putty in my hands as I exploredtheir smooth lengths. I had to take over our kiss as the demon prince wentpositively submissive at my touch.

That gave me an idea. I doubted he was used tosurrendering and I wondered how far he would let me take it. He wasn't used tothis kind of intimacy, though I had no doubt he'd had sex before, so I wouldn'tpush him too much, but so far he wasn't objecting to me taking control.

Slowly, I trailed my fingers through his hair and downhis shoulders, tracing along his skin until I found his shirt. Then I fumbledwith the buttons while I sucked on his lower lip.

Ezra trailed hot lines of sensual fire up my back withhis fingertips and I moaned while his tongue explored my mouth. I finallymanaged to get a few of the buttons undone and had to shift back so I could getthe rest. Ezra loosened his grip. Once his shirt was open, I pushed it off hisshoulders before bringing my hands back down over his chest. He was muscular,but not nearly as defined as either Mal or Aaron, or even Sabian. Though Sabian'sappearance was far more mutable, I supposed.

He also had a bit of soft hair on his chest that Itraced with my fingers.

"Chris?"

"Hmm?"

"Don't human women have the same color hair ontop as well as below?" He was staring at the dark patch of hair thatshielded my pussy.

I looked up at him, trying to decide if he was seriousor not. Yeah, okay, he was.

"Uh, mate, I bleach my hair. It's not my naturalhair color."

He blinked, eyes jerking up to the hair on my head. Iwas actually in need of redoing the bleach job, I just hadn't had timerecently. Demons and all.

"Oh. Right." He frowned. "Clearly notnatural. What was I thinking?"

To save him any further embarrassment, I shoved himbackward on the bed and crawled up his body.

"Maybe you should take a closer look," I saidfirmly, almost a command. His eyes widened as if he hadn't expected me to takecontrol, especially not like this, but he didn't object when I crawled forwarduntil my pussy was right in his face.

He took a deep breath and groaned softly, beforegrabbing my hips and pulling me into position.

I twitched with the sensation as his tongue lappedover my slit.

"That's right, make sure you're completelyfamiliar with what color my hair is," I mock grumbled at him.

Ezra may not be an expert on human hair, but hecertainly knew his way around female anatomy, and pretty soon I was supportingmyself against the headboard, panting, thighs trembling and trying not to collapseon his face as he worked my clit with his tongue.

I braced one hand on the headboard, and lowered theother to his hair, at first simply grabbing on as if I were controlling hishead, but then I decided to play with his horns instead.

Ezra gasped, losing his rhythm, rumbling deep in histhroat. At least this time he hadn't tensed up. I kept stroking, and after amoment he went back to work on my clit, though his hands on my hips tightenedalmost painfully.

He added his fingers to the mix, pushing into me, andI came undone all over his face. I might have cried out his name as I lostcontrol of my body. He held me up, finger fucking me through my orgasm, tonguestill working on my clit. It was almost too much, maybe a little revenge forordering him around, I wasn't sure.

When I could finally see straight again, he had movedme to lay next to him on the bed.

His face was wet, really wet, from my juices. I didn'tmind some, but that was a bit too much, and I wanted to kiss him