A growl moved through Drex as his chains rattled again, trying to reach for me, roam his hands over me. I could practically feel them down my back, sinking into my ass, sliding between my thighs. I was drenched with just the thought of his touch.
His teeth nipped my lower lip hard enough for me to hiss in pain. But my lips parted, as seemed to be his plan, and his tongue moved inside to claim mine, further stoking the flames coursing through me, working them into a wildfire.
Against my belly, his cock was hard and straining. I couldn't seem to stop my curious hand from sliding down his stomach, undoing his pants, and sliding beneath. My hand wrapped around him, stroking him to the hilt as my mouth swallowed his savage curse.
"Nova," he growled as I started to stroke him.
"I need to," I told him, burying my face in his neck, listening to the way his voice caught as I worked him, each hiss and harsh exhale making desire stab low in my belly, making me painfully aware of my emptiness, the desire to feel him fill me.
I didn't care about the basement. I didn't care about the demons and vampires a floor above us.
All that mattered was Drex.
And the need we both shared.
"I need to too," he growled, dominant arm yanking hard against his restraint.
I remembered the key then, reaching out with my left hand to clumsily work it free, dropping the key as soon as the lock disengaged.
Drex's arm swooped down, slid immediately under my pants, slipping between my thighs, stroking up my slick cleft to find my clit, working it with his practiced thumb as I continued to stroke him.
"Drex, please," I whimpered, my hips rocking against him, needing more.
A growl moved through him as two fingers slid down, thrusting inside me, giving me a hint of the fulness I needed so badly.
His fingers moved in time with mine as I stroked him.
But it wasn't enough.
"I need more," I whimpered, rocking my hips against his palm as he continued to work me. "Drex?" I called, pulling back to look up at him. His eyes blazed redder, something I was used to seeing when we were physically close. But that wasn't the only physical change this time. No. There were horns poking through the skin of his head.
I should have been shocked, horrified.
But I found myself oddly fascinated by their presence. I felt powerful, in a way, knowing that his desire for me had put them there.
My left hand rose, stroking over one, finding it hard and smooth like bone, but so sharp at the tip that it could do damage.
Drex's cautious gaze was on me, trying to weigh my reaction, look for some sort of distaste or disgust.
But I felt none of that.
All I felt was the clawing need for more of him.
"Please," I begged, my walls tightening around his fingers. "Please," I whimpered again, reaching down, yanking my pants down my legs. "I need to feel you," I added as I freed my feet.
One of my legs rose, sliding up the side of his thigh, hooking around his lower back, spreading myself wide for him.
"Nova," Drex hissed, some part of him wanting to say it was a bad idea.
But both us knew it wasn't.
It was the only thing that made sense.
Both of us joined, moving together, reaching for that precipice at the same time.
Reaching down, I pushed his hand away from me before grabbing his hard length again, leading him toward me, stroking his head between my lips for a second, then holding him against the entrance to my body.
Drex's jaw tense as his nostrils flared, his body tightening as he felt the warm, tight opening slide around him, welcoming him in.
Whatever control he possessed right then snapped as his freed hand grabbed my bare ass, using it to slam my body down, forcing me to take every last long, hard inch of him deep inside.
A growl, something deeper and more primal moved through him as my pussy tightened around him.
His hand yanked once again, forcing my other leg up and off the floor.
I just barely got the chance to wrap it around his lower back before he was twisting, slamming me hard against the unyielding cinderblock wall.
The pain, a strangely erotic thing, ricocheted through my body for a moment before Drex started to thrust inside me, chasing away anything but the pleasure coursing through my body, the excruciating need for release.
"You're so fucking wet for me," Drex growled, forehead pressing to mine, and I could feel the prick of his horns boring into my flesh, something that made my walls tighten around him harder as my whimpers became airy moans, as my hands groped at his skin, raked across his neck, his back, his shoulders.
"Harder," I cried, wiggling my hips as he slammed inside of me, each thrust grinding my bare ass against the rough wall. "Harder," I demanded again, a loud cry as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge.
Drex's free hand moved up, closing around my throat, fingertips pressing in at the sides as he pulled back to watch me as a strange fuzziness spread across my mind, as a numbness teased across my lips and face as my oxygen supply lowered with his grip.
"Come," he growled. "I need to feel your pussy spasming around my cock," he told me, thrusting faster, harder. "Yeah," he hissed. "Just like that," he added as he pushed me past the edge, sending me crashing through an orgasm that would have made a scream escape my lips if he hadn't sealed his lips over mine as he thrust through my orgasm before slamming deep, and succumbing to his own.
"What?" I asked, finally coming back into my body, noticing that Drex's body was shaking as he buried his head in my neck. Almost like... well... like he was laughing.
Laughing?
After sex?
Drex pulled back, big smile on his face as he did.
"I fucking dislocated my shoulder," he said, chuckling again as he looked over at his still shackled wrist.
"Oh, no," I hissed, wanting to be horrified, upset for his pain, but it was a laugh that bubbled up and burst out of me.
"Oh, for fuck's sake," he said a moment later when we both got a hold of ourselves. "Find that key for me, pet," he suggested, pulling away from me.
"Right," I agreed, moving away from the wall, then grabbing my pants, slipping into them, then reaching around the dark floor until my fingers curled around the key.
When I turned back around, Drex was tucking himself away with one hand. The horns had receded back into his skull, but his eyes were still glowing redder than usual.
"You gonna stop eye-fucking me, so we can deal with my shoulder?" he asked, voice teasing, shocking me out of my stupor.
"Right," I agreed, rushing over, carefully touching his wrist as I undid the shackle.
"Fuck," Drex hissed as his arm dropped down at his side.
"What can I do?" I asked, wincing as he took a slow, deep breath.
"Grab my wrist with both hands. Then pull it down while moving it like a handshake."
"Okay," I agreed, unsure, but willing to help.
But the second I tried to pull and he let out a string of curses, I dropped him immediately.
"I can't."
"It's okay, babe," he said, shaking his head. "I'll find someone who wants to hurt me to fix it."
"Well, Ace isn't pleased with you," I informed him, giving him a hesitant smile.
"Ace?" he asked, body stiffening.