Page 36 of Into the Abyss
“Delicious,” he murmured.
His breath sucked in when I wrapped my handaround his shaft. I’d seen many naked men while behind the seal.I’d admired their different shapes and sizes, but I hadn’tanticipated how hot and throbbing their cock would be against mypalm. Hadn’t expected the silken feel of the skin stretched tautover it or how rigid it would be in my hand. I hadn’t anticipatedfeeling each pulse of his heartbeat searing into me while I ran myhand over it.
Leisurely, I explored him and learned whatmade his breath quicken and his body lean toward me. Most times, Iwould prefer not to have my empath ability, but this was not one ofthose times as it helped me to discover how to please himbetter.
I thrived on holding him in the palm of myhand.
Then, one of his hands cupped my breast, andthe balance of power shifted as I lost myself to him once more.Crying out, my back arched into his touch when his thumb traced myaching nipple before he bent his head to run his tongue over it.The torturous tease of it had my hips thrusting toward him.
“Magnus,” I murmured as I squirmed againsthim. I couldn’t take this anymore.
Releasing his shaft, I placed my handsagainst his chest and guided him back against the wall. I hiked myskirt up and straddled his lap as lightning split the sky.Someone’s life force rushed through me.
I froze against Magnus, my lips curled back,as my skin crawled with the need to be scrubbed clean. We sat andstared at each other while his dick pulsed against my core. I couldso easily ignore what was going on here and take him into me, butmore would die while I was doing that. And I would never forgivemyself.
When I met his eyes, I knew I didn’t have toexplain. Reluctantly, I untangled myself from him and rose. Ididn’t look at him as I adjusted my dress to cover my breasts. If Imet his stare, I might stop caring about anything else, curl up inhis arms again, and shut out all this atrocity with him.
“Amalia.”
Lifting my head, I met his nearly blackeyes. He’d also risen and fixed his clothing. “Yes?” Iinquired.
“Sometime soon, I will have you.”
My breath trapped in my lungs. It burst freewhen I finally found the words to reply, “That’s a very boldstatement.”
The grin he gave me almost had me sayingscrew it and jumping him.
“I’m a very arrogant demon.”
Why did that make me want him more when I’dalways found the most arrogant demons annoying? Before I couldrespond, his eyes returned to my arm.
“Why isn’t that bruise healing?” heasked.
I struggled to ignore the unfulfilled lustcoursing through me as I recalled the bruise in question. “Probablybecause I haven’t stopped aging yet.”
His head shot up, and his nostrils flared.“You’re not immortal?”
“Not yet.”
His eyes shot over the rock surrounding usbefore he clasped my arm and drew me closer to him. “You can’t behere anymore.”
“You’re at far more risk in the Abyss than Iam.”
“But this place—”
“Is the place of the jinn. As much as I hateit, and as much as every flash of lightning makes me feel likescrubbing the skin from my body, a part of me does feel as if Ibelong here. This place will not hurt me. The jinn will be mad ifthey find me here with you, but they won’t harm me.”
His body vibrated with tension, and though Iwas correct in my assessment of our different danger levels here,he didn’t release me.
“You should have told me you weren’timmortal,” he stated.
“Why? What difference would it have made? Inthe beginning, neither you nor Corson would have cared if I diedhere.”
He opened his mouth, I assumed to protest mywords, but he closed it again when he probably realized lying to anempath was pointless.
“Besides, it changes nothing,” I continued.“You still need to attempt rescuing your friends, and I’m still theonly way you can get in and out of here.”
“We can figure something else out so youdon’t have to be here.”
