He stared down at her, need pouring off him. Jinx kissed him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. He broke the kiss and set her down, stepping back from her fast.

“Asher?”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered, his entire body stiff as if moving might set him off. “I’m a monster.”

She caressed his arm, easing closer to him. “You are not a monster. Your father was. You’re not him. Kiss me.”

“I can’t,” he said, his teeth clenched tight. “Your scent is messing with my head right now.”

She eased her hands over him more. “Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

That was all she needed to hear. She boldly slid her hand over his bulging erection and cupped it. He gasped, as did she. He was huge. She caressed his cock through the front of his dress pants. “Trust me, Asher.”

He yanked her to him, his mouth crashing onto hers. Jinx ate at Asher’s mouth. The man tasted like sin and her succubus side devoured it. She’d never felt so rejuvenated so quickly before and with only a kiss—no sex.

Yet.

She grinned against his lips, wanting more than he was currently offering. She’d waited far too long for him to get around to this point. She’d wanted him from the moment she’d first laid eyes upon him, and if she left it up to him, she’d be wanting him for centuries more.

No way. No how.

It was high time she took the bull by the horns and the man by the cock. She cupped his groin through his pants, caressing his long, thick, hard shaft. He was certainly impressive and soon enough she’d have him in her.

Her inner thighs grew damp and she knew the moment Asher smelled her cream. His nostrils flared and he growled again, showing off the shifter side of himself. A side she knew he went out of his way to keep buried deep.

He tightened his hold on the sides of her face and took the lead on the kiss. It was aggressive and exactly what she needed. She craved a man who would take the initiative and control all aspects of the pleasure. It was the only way she’d ever fully sate her succubus side. Sure, she kept it content, but it was never truly fulfilled. It never would be unless a true alpha controlled her sexually.

She moaned and attempted to grab the button on his pants front. He caught her wrist with one hand and shook his head, still kissing her.

He released her wrist and his hand went to the top of her blouse, artfully undoing her buttons, one by one, painfully slow, torturing her sweetly. His fingers skated over the tops of her breasts and Jinx nearly melted before him. He kept kissing her, his other arm moving behind her, holding her to him.

Good thing or she’d have surely gone down. Her legs felt like jelly and she was only making out with a guy. Other succubi would hear about this and they’d never believed she’d caved so quickly. Her stamina was legendary.

Asher lowered his head, his mouth finding her nipples. He sucked on one and she pulled on his shoulders, wanting more. He lifted her again and this time walked her to the bed in the room. He laid her out on it and then stood, looking down at her.

“You are beautiful,” he said.

Jinx finished undoing her shirt and let it fall open. She put out her arms to him. “Asher.”

He descended upon her, burying his face in her breasts, kissing them and squeezing them. His mouth found her berrylike buds once again and she arched her back to him. He eased his hand down and began drawing her skirt up more and more. His hand found her hip and he held it as he toyed with her breasts, teasing her.

She released more of her succubus power and Asher growled, his eyes changing color as his hand eased between her legs. He smiled and she knew he was pleased to find her without panties. His fingers parted her wet folds and she opened her legs wider for him. The minute he eased a finger into her, Jinx moaned as pleasure washed over her.

She reached for his pants, undoing them more, wanting his cock freed. She was good at undressing men and Asher was no exception. She cupped his exposed cock and stroked it, their mouths finding one another’s. He eased against her, his cockhead pushing at her hot entrance.

She guided him into her slowly. He wasn’t a small man and even a woman like Jinx who pleasured men in order to survive found him hard to take all the way at once. His kisses continued and her body relaxed, allowing him full entrance. He went balls deep and held firm there, giving her time to adjust to him.

She rocked up and against him, his body easing in and out of hers. Jinx’s succubus side felt fulfilled for the first time in her long life. She held Asher’s shoulders and then began to pull at his shirt, wanting it off him. She managed to get it pushed up enough to run her hands over his muscular torso. That worked for her.

She could hardly believe this was all happening. He stared down at her and remained in place. “I love you, Jeneathea.”

Asher had not known paradise such as this in his lifetime. He couldn’t remember the last woman he’d bedded, but he did know she wasn’t anything like Jinx. He’d only just entered her and already he wanted to spill his seed, bathe her womb with it and make her claim him in return.

Her pale flesh held no sign of having been marked by him but other supernaturals would sense his claim upon her. They’d know she had a man.

“Mine,” he growled out, his cock being held tight in her body, his balls painfully hard and wanting to come. “Jinx, say it.”

She ran her hands down his sides and cupped his ass cheeks as she lifted her legs higher, locking her ankles behind him, making him go deeper inside her.

He nearly exploded.

He felt the hair on his arms sprouting and knew his torso was now covered in hair as well, his shift starting even though he tried with all his might to keep it at bay.

“I’m yours, Asher,” she said, tugging on him, bringing his mouth to hers, helping to chase away his beast and sate it to its darkened corner, at least for today.

Her magik slammed into his and he felt it then—the tiny threads binding between them, signifying their commitment to one another and that they had a bond that would never be broken. Losing control of himself, Asher grunted as his ball sac drew up and seed erupted from his cock.

He held himself in his mate, allowing his first release in centuries to take as long as it wanted to take. Jinx smiled against his neck and he stared down at her, realizing that she was now fully his wife.

“I love you.”

She grinned up at him. “Took you long enough to admit it.”

Asher kissed her forehead. “To you. But I admitted it to myself within an hour of first meeting you.”

Jinx pushed on his chest and he eased off her, his cock drawing from her tight body. She shoved him onto his back and unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way and then slinked up and over him, drawing off his pants fully as well.

 Her gaze raked over his naked form and she crawled off him long enough to remove the rest of her clothing as well. She kissed his upper thigh as she moved up and over him with a slow, seductive crawl. The temptress showered additional kisses over his legs before coming to his cock and drawing it into her mouth. It hardened at once at the feel of her expert mouth.

Asher reached for her but she shook her head, her mouth full of him as she moved her head up and down, her hands coming to his shaft. As a shifter male he required very little in the way of downtime between sexual escapades, and he’d never been more thankful to see that hadn’t changed.

Dammit.

His woman had a gifted mouth. In no time flat he was moaning and grabbing at the bed sheets. He was on the verge of exploding when she pulled her mouth free from his cock and slid her body over him—taking him deep into her once more.

Jinx swiveled her hips on him, pulling more and more pleasure from him. He could feel her feeding from their mating energy. A rosy glow set in her cheeks and she looked even more beautiful than she had. Thrusting up, he rammed himself deeper into her. Her mouth formed an O, her pussy fluttering on his cock.