Confessions of a Sex Demon (9 page)

“I’m trying to explain.” When she nodded, he went on. “She
was just so fragile. When we made love, she was never fully in my arms. She was
my wife, but not a lover. Whenever I tried to worship her body, she recoiled.”
A furious storm of agony burrowed into his stomach as he recalled. “And yet she
gave her body to another man only months after we’d been married.”

“My brother.”

As if sensing his pain, her mouth covered his cock once
more, effectively changing the subject. It had gone soft, but it hardened in
the wet cove of her mouth. Her tongue massaged it back to life. He grew until
she could barely contain the length of him, and she slid up and down his mass
with need that floored him. Her golden eyes looked up at Lennox as she went
down, comforting him. His head fell back as the erotic massage overwhelmed him.
Even with his eyes closed, Zahra’s eyes of fire were burned into his brain.

“I’m sorry, Zahra.” His words escaped as a plea. Could the
stunning woman ever forgive him?

She took her lips from his shaft, but placed a soft kiss on
his head before meeting his gaze. “I’ll forgive you under one condition. You
must forgive my brother.”

“Done.”
His ready reply surprised
himself. “I realize that what I had with
Emmerie
wasn’t love. I owe your brother a great deal, for driving me to you. I’m just
sorry that our meeting was not the kind of fairytales, like you deserve.”

His words made her smile, which filled him with warmth. He
craved to make her smile; it was the sole purpose of his world. This was love.

“You’re stunning, Lennox.”

“I like that.”

“What?”

“The sound of my name on your lips.”

“You don’t like Lenny?” She chuckled and the stunning sight
stirred lust within him.

“Untie me. I need to feel you, I need to touch you.”

She immediately obeyed and freed him from the bonds.

Lennox defied pain and leaned up to pull her back down atop
him. His mouth sought hers in a slow kiss. The softness of her lips met his in
a slow dance, their tongues gently tasting each other. Their mouths became
acquainted in a slow embrace that showed no signs of ending. Lennox ran his
fingers through her silken hair and pulled her even closer. Her soft curves
pressed into his bare chest. He felt her nipples go hard and he moaned with
need.

Zahra reached down and pulled her shirt over her head. She leaned
into Lennox and her soft peaks rubbed against his bare flesh. He’d seen her
body before, but now he relished the opportunity to worship at it like a
temple. Her body put all goddesses to shame. Her dark ebony hair put the
mystery of the midnight skies to shame. Her golden gaze made the brightest
fires nothing more than embers.

Zahra broke their needy kiss and whispered through a calm
smile. “How come every time we make love, one of us is recovering from the
verge of death?”

Lennox grinned. “I plan to rectify that.”

At his words, the stunning woman gently straddled his lap
and opened her core to him. Never taking her eyes from his, she slid down on
top of him, letting his shaft fill her glistening womanhood. They fit each
other as if they were crafted to be together by the heavens. She gasped, her
eyes rolling back in ecstasy for just a moment before bringing her gaze back to
his. Zahra latched on with her thighs as she rode him slowly, letting every
inch be fulfilled. The sensation nearly had him seeing stars. The sexual woman
before him was a feast for the eyes and the warm exotic scent of her only made
him thirsty.

“Ah-ah.
I see that look in your
eyes.” Zahra chastised him as she slowly continued to grind against him.
“You’re injured. Just lay back and relax. This time it’s my turn to bring us
both to ecstasy.”

No words had ever stirred his body or his heart so. The only
thing that came close was when Zahra first called him to bed. She sank down on
his shaft again and again, in a slow, exotic dance. He savored every moment of
her and the sight of her eyes locked on his. He had every desire to spend
eternity getting to know the character behind those eyes.

As the thought lingered in his mind, Zahra quickened her
pace and ecstasy came flooding toward him. As she rocked on top of him, he felt
her soft bud rubbing against his flesh. Her eyes closed to half-mast as
pleasure glowed on her stunning face. The sight of her ecstasy brought him to
the edge, and when she finally cried out, Lennox allowed himself to let go. The
white hot pleasure left all memories of pain behind and there was only the
unique woman before him. Climax caused her to pulse on top of him, and as he
felt her tighten around him, Lennox had the desire to hold on and never let go.
Zahra collapsed against his body, her chest heaving with contentment. Lennox
smiled and brought his hands to play with the black silken strands splayed
across his chest.

“Oh no!”
Zahra suddenly shot up
from where she rested against his torso. Her full breasts heaved in front of
him. The hard pink tips called out to him, but her face was tormented. “I was
smothering your wounds!”

He laughed. “What wounds?” Lennox leaned up and tasted her
nipples with tender kisses. “Can’t you see, Zahra? You’ve rid me of all my
pain.”

“So, with Bane gone.
I don’t really
need to…”

“Does this mean that if I’m charming enough when I court
you, that I might have you all to myself?”

She grinned. “No one has ever looked at me as you do. No one
has ever seen me as more than an object, but you…you see into my soul. And so
there is no other but you. It scares me, but more than anything, I’m
overwhelmed with happiness.”

“I don’t want you to be scared.” He caressed her cheek as
she looked down at him, all shining amber eyes. “I’m sorry it took me so long
to realize that there was more to you than just a sex demon.” His mouth met
hers in a needy kiss. “Worlds more,” he whispered against her lips.

“A few days
isn’t
too bad. Some
people go forever without listening to their heart.”

“So you’ve read my heart’s desire then?” Lennox searched her
face.

“I’ve known since you asked to be mine. Now, enough with
this
talkin
’...”

Lennox obliged and met her lips in a kiss that lasted the
night. And when they awoke together, it would be for the rest of eternity.

Jaye
Shields holds a degree in
Anthropology from San Francisco State University with an emphasis in
archaeology. Her previous claims to fame include being a bass player for a
grunge band called the Hymens, being mistaken for Britney Spears while in
Tokyo, and a commercial model. She insists the commercial still counts even
though her lines were cut.

Born and raised in Seattle, she now lives in the realm of
fog, skyscrapers, and redwood trees.
Jaye
sprinkles
her love of history, mythology, and the occult into flaming hot reads.

Jaye’s
Website:

www.JayeShields.com

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Book 1:
Confessions of a Sex Demon

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Claiming of a Sex Demon

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Addictions of a Sex Demon

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