opening the dewy petals of her sex to his appreciative gaze. The musky scent of her
made his mouth water. He couldn’t wait to bury his face in that delicious cunt.
“Ahhh.” Isla’s low moan filled the room as he swiped his pointed tongue down her slit. When his
tongue slipped into her entrance, the flavor of her slick cream burst upon his tongue—salty with just the
lightest hint of honey. He’d always heard succubi pussies were the very best out there but until now he’d
thought it yet another urban legend. For the first time, locker room talk proved to be truth. Jace lapped at
her yummy nectar as if it were life-sustaining.
Fisting the sheets, Isla rubbed her sex against his mouth as if to milk every ounce of sensation from his
lips. When he concentrated on her clit, flicking it with his firm tongue and sucking it into his mouth, he
thought she was going to pass out. The endless litany of undecipherable words falling from her lips
convinced him he was exactly where he needed to be. He alternated between up and down licks and tight
circular movements, working her into a frenzied state.
Hands on her thighs, Jace kept Isla right where he wanted her and went completely wild on her clit,
moving his face side to side over the little pleasure pearl. Isla’s entire body went rigid for a few seconds.
Her juices drenched his chin just before she began to jerk her hips and shout out obscenities.
Smiling Jace kept at it until she pushed against his forehead and breathlessly begged him to stop. He
wiped his wet lips on her inner thigh and moved back up her body. She clutched his face and kissed him
hard. This is a first.
Jace had never had a lover so desperate to kiss him after oral sex. Normally, they shied away from him,
as if embarrassed. Isla seemed to love the taste of her pussy on his lips. His stomach clenched at the
absolute intimacy of the moment. He brushed his fingers against her forehead, sweeping the hair from her
eyes. The claret eye shine in the darkness unnerved him for the briefest of seconds. It was so easy to forget
that Isla wasn’t quite as human as she looked. Of course, he too had his little angelic quirks.
Holding her gaze, Jace slid into place, shifting his hips up and to the left. His throbbing cock slipped
right into her slick sheath. Isla’s hands gripped his shoulders as he rocked against her with deep languid
strokes. Unlike their first frantic coupling, Jace wanted to take his time, to enjoy the feeling of that hot, wet
sleeve enclosed around him.
Their foreheads drifted together as they undulated atop the mattress. Breaths mingling, bodies melding,
they made love with almost torturous sensuality. He wanted it to last forever, but like all good things, it
came to an end much quicker than he would have liked. Tensing, gasping, they came together almost
simultaneously, Isla jumping over the precipice just before him.
Later, as Isla drifted off to sleep in his arms, her satiated body fitting perfectly against him, Jace
wondered if he would ever feel this complete again.
Chapter Three
“ Mierda ,” Isla cursed as they turned onto the neatly manicured street where Renata’s fourth safe house
was located. “I hate cul-de-sacs. Only one way in and out. Makes me nervous.”
“Yeah, I hear you,” Jace grimly replied as he slowly proceeded down the street. “Just keep an eye out
for anything out of place.”
“Easily spotted.” Isla could tell this was one of those picturesque neighborhoods with an anal-retentive
homeowners’ association. Apparently even the most rigid HOA couldn’t keep out the vamps. She
wondered what other horrors lurked behind the immaculate façades.
“There.” Jace motioned with a flick of his head toward the stately home crowning the cul-de-sac. “No
way in hell am I parking in that driveway. We’ll walk. It’s not that far.”
“Better chance to scope out the property.” She gulped the last remnants of sticky sweetness
made his mouth water. He couldn’t wait to bury his face in that delicious cunt.
“Ahhh.” Isla’s low moan filled the room as he swiped his pointed tongue down her slit. When his
tongue slipped into her entrance, the flavor of her slick cream burst upon his tongue—salty with just the
lightest hint of honey. He’d always heard succubi pussies were the very best out there but until now he’d
thought it yet another urban legend. For the first time, locker room talk proved to be truth. Jace lapped at
her yummy nectar as if it were life-sustaining.
Fisting the sheets, Isla rubbed her sex against his mouth as if to milk every ounce of sensation from his
lips. When he concentrated on her clit, flicking it with his firm tongue and sucking it into his mouth, he
thought she was going to pass out. The endless litany of undecipherable words falling from her lips
convinced him he was exactly where he needed to be. He alternated between up and down licks and tight
circular movements, working her into a frenzied state.
Hands on her thighs, Jace kept Isla right where he wanted her and went completely wild on her clit,
moving his face side to side over the little pleasure pearl. Isla’s entire body went rigid for a few seconds.
Her juices drenched his chin just before she began to jerk her hips and shout out obscenities.
Smiling Jace kept at it until she pushed against his forehead and breathlessly begged him to stop. He
wiped his wet lips on her inner thigh and moved back up her body. She clutched his face and kissed him
hard. This is a first.
Jace had never had a lover so desperate to kiss him after oral sex. Normally, they shied away from him,
as if embarrassed. Isla seemed to love the taste of her pussy on his lips. His stomach clenched at the
absolute intimacy of the moment. He brushed his fingers against her forehead, sweeping the hair from her
eyes. The claret eye shine in the darkness unnerved him for the briefest of seconds. It was so easy to forget
that Isla wasn’t quite as human as she looked. Of course, he too had his little angelic quirks.
Holding her gaze, Jace slid into place, shifting his hips up and to the left. His throbbing cock slipped
right into her slick sheath. Isla’s hands gripped his shoulders as he rocked against her with deep languid
strokes. Unlike their first frantic coupling, Jace wanted to take his time, to enjoy the feeling of that hot, wet
sleeve enclosed around him.
Their foreheads drifted together as they undulated atop the mattress. Breaths mingling, bodies melding,
they made love with almost torturous sensuality. He wanted it to last forever, but like all good things, it
came to an end much quicker than he would have liked. Tensing, gasping, they came together almost
simultaneously, Isla jumping over the precipice just before him.
Later, as Isla drifted off to sleep in his arms, her satiated body fitting perfectly against him, Jace
wondered if he would ever feel this complete again.
Chapter Three
“ Mierda ,” Isla cursed as they turned onto the neatly manicured street where Renata’s fourth safe house
was located. “I hate cul-de-sacs. Only one way in and out. Makes me nervous.”
“Yeah, I hear you,” Jace grimly replied as he slowly proceeded down the street. “Just keep an eye out
for anything out of place.”
“Easily spotted.” Isla could tell this was one of those picturesque neighborhoods with an anal-retentive
homeowners’ association. Apparently even the most rigid HOA couldn’t keep out the vamps. She
wondered what other horrors lurked behind the immaculate façades.
“There.” Jace motioned with a flick of his head toward the stately home crowning the cul-de-sac. “No
way in hell am I parking in that driveway. We’ll walk. It’s not that far.”
“Better chance to scope out the property.” She gulped the last remnants of sticky sweetness
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