Breslin couldn’t breathe. Rhett consumed her with only the touch of his lips. His heat filled the car and sucked out all the air. She moaned and arched her body when his tongue licked the seam of her mouth. She parted her lips in invitation and his tongue delved inside, tangling with hers.

Fisting his shirt collar, she pulled him toward her. “I want dessert,” she muttered.

His lips left hers and his breath heaved against her mouth as he leaned his forehead against hers. “I know exactly what you want,” he informed her.

Goddess, yes, he did. His thick cock filling her sounded perfect. Shaking off her desires, she acknowledged she’d been celibate too long.

A small voice intruded, warning her she was headed to a dark and dangerous place. Breslin didn’t want to be hurt again but her body ached with unspent lust. It was such a good feeling to be near a male and not feel revulsion. She craved Rhett in the worst way and against better judgement, she nodded in agreement. He placed a tender kiss to her lips and was around the car and backing out of the parking spot a second later.

“Don’t worry. What I have in mind is close,” Rhett murmured as he ran his hand up her thigh.

His deft fingers teased her bare flesh, making the ache between her legs intensify. Closing her eyes, she enjoyed the moment, but forced her hands to remain in her lap. What she wanted to do was climb onto his lap and soothe her need.

Rhett pressed and rubbed her leg with every turn he made and Breslin teetered on the brink, ready to scream or tear his clothes off. She was so worked up that when he removed his hand, a groan slipped past her lips. Her disappointment was obvious and she cursed herself for being so desperate.

“I promised you dessert but afterwards, I’m going to continue this,” Rhett vowed then kissed the side of her neck.

His deep bravado caused moisture to pool between her legs and she clenched against the painful need. He was out of the car and helping her from the passenger side in the next moment.

Hands entwined, they approached the small bakery. Rhett held the door open and her nostrils were bombarded by the delicious aroma when she stepped inside. Instantly, Breslin’s ardor battled with her sugar tooth.

“Oh these all look so delicious,” she exclaimed.

“Thank you,” an older male replied as he leaned on the glass display case.

Breslin envied the content smile older humans always wore. She was several centuries older than the male, yet hadn’t found that type of fulfillment in life. While she preferred her youthful appearance and vigor, she longed for such peace.

“My wife bakes everything fresh daily. What can I get for you?” he added.

“There are so many choices but when I see cheesecake, it’s a simple decision for me,” Breslin replied.

“Great choice. My wife’s recipe has won many local contests. Would you like a fruit topping?”

“Mmmm, do you have strawberries?” Breslin asked.

“Sure do. And, what’ll it be for you, sir?” the clerk asked Rhett.

“Make it a slice big enough for two,” Rhett said, but kept his eyes glued to Breslin’s. Her blood sang at his intense gaze and her mating brand burned like the fires of hell.

“Here you go. That’ll be twelve-fifty,” the human said and Rhett paid the male before leading her out the door.

Rhett handed her the plastic container and spoon then opened her car door. Breslin took her seat and eagerly opened the top. She scooped a spoonful of the creamy goodness then brought a bite to her mouth as Rhett pulled onto the street.

“Mmmm,” she purred and bounced in her seat.

“Good, right?” Rhett asked.

“Och. ‘Tis the best,” Breslin admitted as she took another bite.

“Gods, the way you eat that. Wish I was a piece of cheesecake,” Rhett murmured on a groan.

The decadent flavor burst across her tongue while his deep voice played havoc with her libido, and she was close to orgasm. She leaned over and fed a bite to Rhett while he drove. Noticing strawberry syrup on his chin, Breslin closed the distance and licked it off his face.

“Fuuuck,” Rhett muttered and quickly took a sharp right into a narrow alley. He slammed on the brakes and stopped the car halfway down the dark passageway. He grabbed her around the waist and Breslin yelped as he hauled her onto his lap.

Breslin sighed in relief when she felt his hard shaft between her thighs. Her mating brand cooled while the rest of her body ignited.

“Tell me you want this,” Rhett urged.

Yes! her body screamed while her mind raced through the consequences. Rhett had caused her unimaginable pain and suffering. He was a playboy and made no qualms about having his fun and doing what felt good for him, regardless of other’s feelings. Could he have changed that much? Did she care right now?

No, she decided she didn’t care. She needed this and wasn’t going to deny herself. She was going to scratch her incessant itch by fucking the demon then go about life as planned. Without her mate. Just because he swore that he’d seen the err of his ways didn’t mean he wouldn’t take off again when the mood struck.

“Yes, I want this. Where do you want to go?” she panted. Anticipation bubbled as fire danced beneath her palms.

“I don’t plan on going anywhere,” he informed her. “I can’t wait that long.” He ran his tongue down the side of her neck and bit down on the flesh. She felt his cock jump, despite being trapped within the tight confines of his pants.

“Sounds good to me. I canna handle anymore teasing,” she exclaimed as he palmed her breasts and squeezed. “Oh, Goddess,” she moaned.

“Hungry for your mate?” he asked teasingly.

Hearing him say he was her mate was not the enticement it should have been and she was tempted to climb off his lap but her body shouted its objection.

“Stop talking,” Breslin ordered and sucked his lower lip.

His responding growl had her back in the throes of passion. She sank deeper into the abys as his primal sounds ignited her nerve endings. She continued to kiss her way down his neck and tore open his button-down, making her way across his shoulder. She enjoyed his gasp of appreciation when she licked his flat nipple.

Breslin grinded against his cock, teasing him. His hips had a mind of their own and pushed upward, feeding her need. She was on fire for him. This was the raging inferno she craved and gave into the passion.

“I want you,” she panted and lowered her head, raking fangs over his pounding pulse.

Her gums tingled and bloodlust reared its head. This was the only male that could satisfy her craving. She could feed from no one, but Rhett. She might find a way to be intimate with another male but her fangs would never pierce another’s flesh.

Breslin was wild with need as she worked her aching core against his steel shaft. His hands slipped under her t-shirt and grabbed her breasts, eliciting a moan from her. His thumbs worked their way inside her bra and rubbed across her nipples. She arched into him when they hardened with his ministrations.

“I’ve missed this, Flame. I haven’t touched another since you,” Rhett groaned.

Breslin was shocked by his admission. She assumed the six months he was gone he bedded every female in sight.

“It’s never felt like this for me. So right with another female. And I don’t even care that I’m going to cum in my pants again. It feels too fucking good,” he husked.

“You’re talking again,” she informed him. “Stop and just fuck me.”

“So needy,” he panted, breathing as hard as she was.

“Aye, I am. I’m so close,” she growled.

Rhett roughly grabbed her ass cheeks, grinding his erection against her while she wriggled and writhed wildly.

She felt his body tense beneath her and she wondered if he was trying to stop the impending orgasm. She didn’t care one way or another. She wanted pleasure. He was a fire demon and would be ready to go again in seconds.

He wrapped one hand around her neck and tilted her head toward him. She loved his dominance but she wasn’t submissive and she kissed him hard, meeting his challenge. His lips demanded that she surrender everything. Not happening, she thought, as she fought to maintain the upper hand.

Rhett didn’t hold back and his tongue plundered, taking charge. The kiss was forceful, almost too much. Breslin tried to pull away but his growl stopped her. It reverberated through her bones and brought her to the edge. He knew she was close and thrust his hip upwards with each of her downward strokes and moments later she was calling out his name as her orgasm slammed home.

“I need to fuck you. Now…clothes off,” he demanded, removing her shirt and bra.

That was the easy part. The cramped space in his Sedan wasn’t conducive to stripping or being sexy. It was a cluster-fuck of elbows, knees and shoulders as they shifted and struggled to get their bottoms off. Breslin lifted over him, causing her breasts to smash against his face as she wiggled her hips to get her shorts down.

“Oh, yes,” he groaned and his mouth sucked a nipple into his mouth.

“Goddess,” she panted and shoved more flesh between his teeth. Their flames danced across their flesh, intensifying their lust.

She managed to get her shorts to her knees but then got stuck. Rhett continued to nibble on her pebbled flesh, while at the same time, he managed to reach down and remove her sandals. He then grabbed the waist of her shorts and she shimmied her way out of them. Her panties quickly followed and he latched onto her ass.

“Mmmm, Flame. So juicy. I want to take a bite out of this. Oh, sorry. I’m talking again,” he murmured as his tongue continued to torture her pert nipple.

“Dirty talk is good,” Breslin managed to get out between panted breaths. She’d already climaxed and he had her aching and needy again. “I want to feel you inside me,” she said and reached down to stroke his length.

Glancing down, she could see the lava beneath his flesh. His thick cock jerked and pre-cum oozed from the slit as she moved her hand up and down his shaft. She met his gaze and flames greeted her.

“You are so fucking sexy. I need to taste you,” he demanded, and before she knew what was happening, Rhett reclined the seat and lifted her body to straddle his shoulders.

His tongue darted out, and traced a path through her slit to her opening then went back to her throbbing bundle of nerves. Breslin gasped as pleasure barreled through her system.

Rhett licked and suckled her flesh until she was begging him to stop. Her body wanted only one thing. For him to fill her in every way. He pulled her to his lap and positioned her exactly where he wanted her, ready to ride him to completion.

He claimed her lips and Breslin tasted her juices on his mouth. She sucked his lips and his responding moan vibrated all the way to her soul. Her body bucked and rubbed and moved so wildly that he grabbed her ass to still her movements. His fingers slipped between her cheeks and accidentally pressed against her dark portal.

They both went stock-still and gazed at each other. “Doona even think it,” she warned.

“Has anyone claimed you here?” he asked and pushed the tip of his pinky inside. She had to admit it felt good. The possessive glint in his eye connected with a feral part of her.

“Nay, and I doona even want to know how many females you’ve deflowered.” Breslin bit out, trying not to think of him taking a female that way. It wasn’t the act itself but his promiscuity.

“You will be my first,” Rhett informed her as his finger continued to tease her entrance.

Suddenly, she wanted something she’d always rejected. To be his first and him hers was extremely enticing.

“‘Tis no’ happening…yet,” she stated and reached around to grab his hands from her ass.

“I will have you in every way, Flame,” he vowed and claimed her lips, stealing her ability to think or talk.

As her arousal spiked, his hips increased their pace. Needing more, Breslin impaled herself on his massive erection. Rhett stretched and filled her and she cried out from the pain. It had been too long and it felt so good to have him inside her. She worked her body up and down his length until pleasure replaced pain, and she set a rapid pace.

Breslin’s fangs filled her mouth and pricked his tongue. His blood hit her tongue and she was suddenly ravenous. Breaking the kiss, her fangs sank into the pounding pulse on the side of his neck.

As she drew his blood, their bodies were in sync and moved together, rubbing and teasing all the right nerve endings to drive her to the precipice in record time. It was a double-edged sword how perfectly he was made for her and that knowledge sliced through her heart.

Rhett would never truly be hers. He wasn’t a male that was going to be tied down to one female because he didn’t have to be. His kind wouldn’t suffer if they denied their heart’s desire.

Her mating brand punched through her chest as the thought filtered through her mind. Physically, she needed to do the blood exchange and complete the mating but emotionally she needed distance between them. She withdrew her fangs, and nearly climbed off his lap but Rhett increased his pace and all thoughts fled her mind.

One of his hands snuck between their bodies while the other grabbed one of her breasts and he simultaneously tweaked her nipples while rubbing her clit as her body rode his long, hard length. She was lost to the sensations and her power over fire reached out to his flame. When it answered, she exploded. Flames shot out around them and she detonated, pulsing around his shaft.

A heartbeat later, Rhett joined her and his fire tangled with hers. His flames were red where hers were orange and together it was a beautiful splendor. She felt hot jets of his seed as he came like an erupting volcano. Their climax took over and the shock waves were more devastating than the fire consuming the car around them.

Every ounce of her energy evaporated and her head fell to his shoulder. She was panting and pulsing around his still-erect cock.

“Shite. I hope you have really good insurance on this car,” she teased.

“Fuck. I don’t even care that was so good. But the coils in the seat are about to claim my ass,” he laughed as he opened the car door and helped her get out and to her feet. They quickly scrambled to safety and turned to watch roaring flames engulf his vehicle.

“Och, I hear sirens,” Breslin replied, looking over at Rhett’s naked body as he joined her. Their clothes were going up in flames, along with the car. “Shite, my phone’s in there, too. Any ideas how we’re going to make it back to Zeum?”

“I say we run like hell,” he said as he laughed and tugged her to the end of the building, leaving his car behind. “I’ll deal with the cops later over this one. Somehow I doubt it will help my case if they see we’re the reason it’s on fire.”

“Aye, you’re right. Maybe we can get Orlando and Santi to intervene for you,” Breslin said.

“Sounds good to me. Let’s head back to my place. I doona live far from here.”

“Nay, that’s no’ going to happen. This was fun but I’m going home,” she informed him as she once again erected a wall between them. It was the only way she could protect her heart from being hurt again.

“But, I thought this meant we were going to try and work it out,” he admitted.

“I am giving you a chance, Rhett, but doona think that having sex makes everything right. Sex wasn’t our issue. Your commitment was. I need to see you won’t take off again,” she informed him and walked off, ducking into the shadows across the street.

Let him see how it feels to be left all alone, she thought. Payback was a bitch.