Hawk
The power of her orgasm lingered on the air; I wanted to continue feasting on her and absorbing all she had to offer, but I had to shut down my ability. I would injure her if I kept feeding on the vast energy she emitted, and though it still wavered on the air between us, I didn’t take any more.
I admired her exquisite body as she moved against me. Years of training at the wall had left her lean and fit, but she still had curves in all the right places. I couldn’t get enough of gazing at her and watching her reactions while I moved within her.
An odd yet familiar pressure filled my shaft when her back bowed. As a human, I’d known the pressure of my semen, but once I became a demon, I stopped experiencing the sensation as my body changed.
Now it was back, and I nearly bellowed with the joy of its return. The male demons didn’t know what they were missing by not being able to ejaculate until they found their Chosen, but Ihadknown, and no matter how much I still enjoyed sex with my partners, I was always left with an unfulfilled feeling afterward. But not this time.
Lifting her off the table, I gripped her nape as I braced my legs apart. Her nails dug into my back as she rode me, and when her eyes latched onto my neck, I saw the glint of fangs that hadn’t been there before.
Mine. She’s mine.
The thought kept racing through my mind as she lowered her head to my shoulder. Her lips brushed my skin before her fangs pierced my flesh, and she released a muffled cry as she orgasmed again. Helpless to do anything but follow her over the edge, I sank my fangs into her shoulder.
My cock pulsed as I came in a rush and almost collapsed onto her. Holding her against me, it took all I had to stumble to the cot and collapse onto it with her. We lay in a tangled heap on the small bed. My mind raced with the implications of what just transpired while her breathing gradually returned to normal.
“You kept your promise,” she murmured.
I chuckled as she nestled against me, and after a few moments I brushed back her hair to discover she’d fallen asleep. I ran my fingers across her cheek as I studied her, making sure she was all right. Because she filled me more than anyone I’d ever been with, I’d taken less energy from her than I usually took from others, but it might have been too much.
Her skin color remained good, and her breathing steady. When I cupped her face, she smiled in her sleep. I hugged her as I closed my eyes and relished the feel of my Chosen in my arms.
Chapter Seven
Aisling
Exhaustion clung to me as I cracked my eyes open to discover an arm draped around my waist. I tried to recall who that arm belonged to and why they were still in my tent. It was only good demon manners to take your ass home when you finished with someone. And if the soreness between my legs, my tiredness, and the limpness of my bones was any indication, someone had finished with me in the most amazing ways.
And then I recalled the indigo-eyed, dark-haired stranger who did the most wonderful things to my body. It may have been good manners to leave when someone fell asleep, but I was ready for more of what he’d given me last night. If it was still early enough, we could get in another round or two before I had to be on the training field.
He could leave after I finished with him; I ignored the twinge to my heart such a prospect created. I didn’t want him to go.
Don’t be a human about this!
I gritted my teeth as I steeled my resolve. We would move on, as demons always did and I’d enjoyed it over these past two years. Arriving at this camp had given me a new assortment of demons to choose from, and there were some I’d still like to try. I’d take my mind off this strange demon with one of them.
I ignored the nausea twisting in my stomach at the idea of another demon. And then, when I thought ofhimwith another demon, my teeth ground together and my fingers dug into my palms.
It was time to take a break from sex. When I first learned what I was, I hadn’t seen a reason not to indulge myself. I was more demon than human now, and I couldn’t get pregnant or carry a disease. I may be immortal, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t die, and life at the wall was dangerous, so I grasped what little joy there was here and cleaved to it.
Plus, I wasn’t ready to settle down, and I loved sex, so why not indulge in it?
I had my why not reason lying against my side. His warm breath tickling my nape made me doubt things that were so simple yesterday. And what kind of a demon was he? What demon had a soul, fangs,andcould ejaculate?
I’d never heard of anything like that before, but I’d felt the pulse of his shaft when his sperm filled me.Maybe he’s like me and was a human who found out they were part demon.
My brief hope over this died away. When I became immortal, my reproductive system transformed into a demon’s, and I stopped getting my period. But just because that happened to me didn’t mean it would happen to every human who learned of their true heritage by becoming immortal.
A loud siren began to wail; it echoed over the land and reverberated around the tent.What is that?
I was so caught up in my thoughts that I couldn’t register what was happening. Footsteps thundered past my tent and shouts rang through the air, and then I realizedwhatthe sound was. My heart lodged itself in my throat, and before I could toss the arm aside and bolt from the bed, someone thumped against the side of my tent. The canvas rippled from the blows.
“If you’re in there, Ash, get your ass up!” Zanta shouted. “We’re under attack.”
The panic in my friend’s voice rattled me more than the siren and shouts. Zanta had taken me under her wing when I learned I was a demon and showed me the ropes of my new world. She’d faced countless enemies before, but I’d never heard a hint of panic in her voice.
I tossed the man’s arm aside and leapt to my feet at the same time he sat up and shoved himself off the cot. I yanked a pair of pants up my hips and buttoned them before putting on my bra and tugging on a shirt.
