Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22620 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
She makes a raw, startled sound of need more than fear.
“You’ll take me. You’ll hold what I give.”
“I’ll take you, Daddy. I’ll keep everything you give.”
A groan tears loose, deep, hungry, and satisfied.
The flames in the hearth grow fierce, falling rain hissing and evaporating on the hearthstones.
“Deep breath, little witch.”
She inhales. Exhales.
“Good.”
I grit my teeth and push forward with patience sharpened by centuries. Cold strength meets soft welcome inch by inch. Each breath she takes opens a little more space for me. My control frays, but holds.
My hand slides from her flank to her belly, steadying. “I want to give you everything. I want to fill you until even this house believes you’ll never be alone again.”
I grind deeper, my spine arching as she milks me with that honeyed grip. Demon fire licks my veins. I’m both predator and prey here, chained to the way she moves. I blanket her with my chest and her back curves against me, a living bridge between heaven and hell.
Ahh, finally you did something right stupid demon. I want to live in this little human cunt. So, freakin’, good.
“You’re magic,” I rasp doing my best to ignore my cock’s disruptive inner dialogue, biting her shoulder blade hard enough to bruise. She thrashes, hips rolling, and I fist her hair, yanking her head back so I can lick the sweat from her throat. “My witch. My ruin.”
Her nails dig into the mattress as I drag my thumb over her clit in one rough circle. Her whine claws at me, and I smirk against her ear. “So tight, my little witch.”
Faster now. My hips piston like a steam train driven by hellfire. She’s a symphony of moans, her body a rhythm section to my thrashing chords as lightning crashes and thunder rolls. When I graze two fingers against her ass, teasing the tight ring, she bucks, screaming into the storm.
“More?” I growl, pressing deeper. “You have to let Daddy in little one. Relax, give yourself over to the sweet darkness.”
Her answer is a desperate nod. “I’m trying.”
“Take it,” I snarl as I slam balls-deep, my cock roaring it’s approval inside my head, our moans colliding with the whipping wind.
She hisses my name, a sound that shatters whatever control remained, and I lose it. Clawing her hips upward, I ride her like a warhorse, every thrust deeper than the last.
“Come now,” I bark, biting her collarbone until she screams.
I feel the crest build in her before she does. My grip tightens, my voice dropping to a coaxing growl.
My cock roars it’s curse words and begs, Hold there idiot! Let me savor this moment. This tight little human is about to snap me from your body but it’s a pleasure I will never find again. Fuck, our mate demon, our mate is a miracle.
“Let go.” I grimace, grinding my molars trying to keep my climax from releasing too soon but she’s making it nearly impossible not to blow her across the room and out the window. “Take it. Hold what I’m giving.”
She finally breaks like a storm. Heat surges through the room. Light flickers along the rain-slick walls as the storm rages. I stay wrapped around her, protective even while serving my own demonic needs.
I scent her virgin blood, my cock screaming it’s own pleasure, the barbs swelling, holding us together.
My own climax surges up, up, up. There’s no more control.
Cum floods her with a heat that even my demon blood can’t contain. She shakes and shouts beneath me, face buried in the soaked pillow as our orgasms knot together in a primal, sweating tangle of limbs and sweat-slick skin.
The spurting seems endless as I roar at the sky. When I finally spill the last hot drops, I fall against her back, panting into her neck, overwhelmed by how human this feels. How alive.
How much I love her.
When she sags forward, spent and shaking, I keep my palm firm over her belly.
“Now,” I growl, “Now you’ll never be free of me, little witch.”
I lower my face to her shoulder, the cool edge of my jaw grazing warm skin.
“I’ll keep you full of all that hot cum every day. I’ll plant it deep. That’s the bond you summoned for us.”
She doesn’t answer with words, only a soft sound and a clench of her battered little opening around my cock.
“I love you,” I choke out, my demonic heart slamming like a war drum. No lies here, only truth sharp enough to cut glass.
She turns, those pale blue eyes glimmering with tears above that stubborn grin of hers. “Demons love?”
I shake my head, unable to understand my own words. “Not usually… Not unless…”
Unless this was meant to be.
She is my mate. It’s the only reality that makes sense. She is the one being given over to my care in this entire existence.