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“Your mother’s words, pet.” Asher arched an eyebrow, effectively silencing me with just a firm look. “Blood doesn’t lie about where you stand in my world.”
I reluctantly relaxed against him and mused over his words. It was a struggle just to wrap my head around it. My mother’s disgust over the blood running through my veins was no secret. When she called my father a cowardly piece of trash, all I could do was believe it. He was long gone by the time she brought me into the world and I was left with nothing about him except for what she spewed at me during her fits of rage.
The prince trailed his fingers along my spine, leaving a trail of goosebumps in his wake. “I can feel those wheels turning.”
“That’s not funny.” I wrinkled my nose. Blowing out a heavy breath, I studied the flawless skin I was still pressed against.
He chuckled, the noise rumbling from his chest. “Might as well ponder out loud.”
I shifted so that my chin rested on him. “I suppose it makes sense… My mother has always despised demon kind. If my father was from the original ruling family and she found out who he was after he died … I don’t know, all that rage just makes sense. It doesn’t really matter now. I guess I’m just…trying to figure out where I stand. I’ve always had a foot in both worlds, but I never truly belonged in either.”
Asher’s golden eyes searched my face. “There’s a question lingering on your tongue, pet. The best thing you can do is just ask.”
Instinct drove me to nibble on my lower lip again, although the raw wound that had barely dried quickly drove me away from succumbing to that desire completely. I released a frustrated groan that only caused the edges of his lips to twitch. “Where does that leave me now?”
He shifted, moving his hand to my face. It wasn’t long until those fingers danced along the side of my face. “It changes everything. You’re not someone that can be owned. How you came to be in my possession doesn’t matter anymore. Your demonic blood is taking dominance and that can’t be ignored. You’re the last of your bloodline, pet.”
“So…”
Asher rolled over, pinning me beneath him. “It means you’re my equal, Quinn Rossi.”
I squirmed beneath him. “If you’re thinking that I’m going to take over this whole ruling the demonic race, you’re hilarious. I’m not royalty material.”
He shifted his hips, nudging his hard cock further inside me. The sensation of his knot brushing against my sore pussy walls squeezed a moan from me. “That’s not quite how ruling works. Just because an heir survives doesn’t mean the throne is immediately handed back over. My family still has that right. Now that we…officially…mated, that would change things dramatically.”
“How would that change? We’ve already made love quite a few times now.”
Asher eased onto an elbow, using his free hand to trace the tattoo that had darkened on my right breast. “The first step occurred when you triggered my knot, pet. All you had to do was give me permission and I marked you. The tattoo of my family’s emblem is proof of the bond we’ve begun. The only thing left to do to seal our bond would be for you to do the same to me.”
Closing my eyes, I sucked in a breath as he continued to trace along the tattoo. “I don’t understand how I would do that. I didn’t grow up in this world, Asher.”
The demon merely eased down as much as he could before the knot protested. Although I jerked with a soft hiss, he was more focused on grazing my breast with his fangs. “The need to fulfill that unfinished bond is driven by instinct. It’s triggered by the height of sex, when you’re driven by the primal need to claim the other person. Which, you essentially got the idea of when you bit me on the shoulder.” His golden eyes returned to my face. “All you have to do is reach deep inside to that untapped magic and instruct it to claim me as yours — should you wish to.”
“Should I want to?” I repeated. Running my fingers through his hair, I tugged on a strand that caused him to wince slightly. “Why would you word it like I might not want to?”
He released a snort. “I did buy you to serve as a personal toy for my entertainment, Quinn. That doesn’t exactly leave a good impression on the other party.”
Although the desire to release a heavy sigh was strong, I managed to suppress it. I reached down and seized his chin, prompting him to come back up. “You’re describing it like it’s really simple. Is that all it takes? A bite and the urge to stake a claim?”
The prince turned his head, nipping at my fingers. “Yes.”
He made it sound like it was easy to do. Pressing my lips together, I could feel him pulsing inside me. Every small movement he made lit the fire back up and I noticed a strange yearning coming all the way from the depths of my soul. It was so small that I almost didn’t catch it until my upper jaw started to ache. All it took was brushing my tongue along my teeth to realize the fangs had returned.
Asher didn’t attempt to break the silence. His golden eyes studied me closely. When my eyebrows furrowed, he simply nodded.
Very well, then. If it was that easy, then I was going to put it to the test. I threw my weight sideways, encouraging the prince to roll back underneath me. As soon as I was back on top, I started moving against him. The knot kept him deep inside me, but the angle was perfect for grinding. My clit was still very much on fire. That didn’t stop my pace from shifting into a pure frenzy. I dug my nails into his chest, a series of groans escaping me.
The prince didn’t protest the thin crimson lines that I was leaving behind on his skin. He simply held me by the hips to keep me upright while I rode him. His golden eyes fluttered shut and a moan of his own filled the air. “Gods, pet…You have a tight pussy no matter how many times I take you. I’m not going to be able to hold off my release for long this time.”
I tilted my head back as the tension built within me. I had absolutely no protest with this round not being anywhere near as long. I hadn’t instigated it just to prolong the lovemaking. No, I was after the unique high because my body yearned for that only a bite seemed to trigger. My breathing grew ragged as the orgasm quickly built. No, not yet…
The noises escaping the demon beneath me became short and ragged. His grip tightening on my hips hinted that his release wasn’t far off.
I waited to grind my body at the perfect angle to trigger my orgasm until a strange chill tore down my spine. I could feel him stiffen beneath me. Only when he jerked from his release did I finally allow my climax to rip through me. My vision grew hazy as I leaned forward and latched onto his chest, sinking my fangs into the same spot he’d chosen on me. Mine. All mine! A territorial growl escaped my lips as his blood coated my tongue.
Asher wrapped an arm around my back, keeping me tight against him. “Fu-Fuck,” he grunted.
He’s all mine. I couldn’t find it within myself to release him from my iron grip until the wild hunger within me started dying and the haze cleared. It took everything I had just to pull back. The smell of his blood made it close to impossible, yet a gentle nudge helped me ignore the overwhelming urge to latch back onto him. I allowed him to straighten me. “Holy hell.” I squeezed my eyes shut and waited for the room to quit spinning.
