In response, Ruby gasped sharply, blue eyes opening and locating his dark, hooded gaze beneath his stock of dark hair. His eyes were large, like a puppy's, but deep and bottomless. He truly held the spirit of the devil in him-if he choose to embrace her father and secretly, Ruby felt a pang of guilt in losing this man beneath the fallen angel.
He was different from the rest. He loved a demon.
When he moved deeper inside her, she breathed deeply, catching the scent of sex and sweat in the air. She cupped his solid hips with her hands, traveling up and down his muscular frame Her lips brushed his shoulder, his chest, and every available place she could reach. The feeling of him, so deep inside, moving within her, turned her on even more and she couldn't get enough of him.