Page 82 of When I Accidentally Summoned a Demon

Valefar rips all my breath away when he gathers me in his arms, lowers us to the ground, and holds me in a honeymoon-style hold close to his chest. His beating heart finds mine. “Ves, I’m here, I’m here.” His lips rub my brow as I shake against him. “I’m so sorry, my beautiful Beastie. What can I⁠—”

“Vale,” I interject, cupping one side of his face. “It’s okay. It’s not you. It’s just…there was this one time, on our honeymoon, Rick tied me to the bed face down, and he fucked me in the ass. It hurt so much. But the wedding is for the woman, the honeymoon is for the man,” I spit out the words the church drilled into us.

A low growl erupts in his chest. His grip on me tightens. “He was a damn fool. Anal play, when done properly, yields a great pleasure. It must come with preparation and precision. And…despite the horrors of the Pit, I know the difference between torture and beautiful torment. But your trauma is valid, my Ves. I would never wish to pressure yo⁠—”

“I want to.” The blush in my cheeks heats up as I stare up at him. “With you. I want to try. I will try.”

“Are you certain?”

I unleash my inner brat. “If you feel up to the task.”

His brows lift, then lower in an expression which I can only describe as unbridled dominance. “You naughty, little Beastie.”

Three seconds later, he’s turned me over his lap, bringing his tail down, cracking it like a whip against my bottom. I squirm and writhe, yelping and shrieking, digging my nails into the ground as he spanks me with the skill only a Duke of Hell could. Former Duke of Hell.

He reddens my ass. The pulse low in my pussy flares hotter, lighting up nerve endings I didn’t know existed and leaving me startlingly aware of every inch of myself.

When he bends over and traces his tongue along the hot flesh, I melt into him, arching my back as he licks over every stripe. The cool air caresses the inflamed skin, soothing with his tongue. My inner muscles squeeze, more wetness seeping from me and wetting his lap. I’m nearly ready to explode.

When he turns me over, positions me with my legs over his shoulders, his face poised at my pussy, I choke on a gasp.

“Ride my face, Ves.”

With a devilish smirk, Valefar dives for my needy clit and licks the hypersensitive flesh like it’s the sweetest delicacy from heaven.

My screams fill the air.

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Valefar

Her taste is exquisite.

The burning craving within her surges through my blood, igniting my nerve endings. I never could have fathomed a bond like this. I am a slave to giving her pleasure. Not just a want. The need to bring Vesper rapture is excruciating. I will never stop trying to rival the last high with a greater one.

My balls tighten, growing heavier with every second. I’m a raging beast by now. But I am going to prove how sweet the rapture from her dirty hole can be. I lick her to oblivion, rapid strokes with the very tip of my tongue, which I’d swear is still longer than the average man. I rub two fingers at her entrance, watching her eyes roll back in her head as she convulses with the orgasm.

I don’t stop.

“Valefar!” She shrieks, her hands diving for mine.

I smack them away. “Oh, no, you don’t.” I whip my tail around her wrists, pinning them to her stomach. Then smack the swell of her breast, pinch her nipple, then resume working her clit with my tongue.

She bucks, those hips writhing from the hypersensitivity I feel down to my bones.

“Eyes on me, Mistress,” I summon her, grinning as she obeys, her gaze heavy-lidded.

“Yes, Sir—ahh, you damn devil!”

All it takes is pumping two fingers inside her while tracing a quick circle around her clit. The climax pulses through her again. Her inner muscles clench, spasming around my fingers.

Still, I don’t stop.

“The fuck?!” she cries out. “Oh, God, you’re torturing me.”

“I’m going to fuck you raw tonight, Vesper.” I work another finger inside her, pressing down on her G-spot, then lave my tongue along her swollen nodule. “I’m going to fuck you until my Evening Star erupts into a supernova.”

“Even your dirty talk is beautiful. Oh, my go⁠—!”