Page 9 of Devil May Care


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“I imagine you think I have been toying with you for some time, but it was not a game. I thought about it deeply all night, and my interest until now reflected how I felt but was unable to name. I sought pockets of time with you to fill the longing. I thought it was enough, and, truthfully, it likely wasn’t. The longer I let this go on, the deeper the longing became.”

Talon froze as he lifted the fork, a piece of honeydew hanging precariously from the tines. “What are you saying, Aida?” he asked carefully. I was used to being a powerful creature, but the power I suddenly had over him, knowing I could destroy him with a single word, felt too powerful. It didn’t give me the same heady high I got from taking souls. This felt too fragile.

“I’m saying, for a long time, you have served as my pet, viewing me as your master, and I think it’s time maybe we change the rules in our relationship.”

Talon carefully set the fork down and moved the tray off the bed, placing it on the floor. He turned to face me, reaching out slowly, and then hesitated. This was a changing point for us, and I hoped he saw the consent reflected in my eyes.

After the long pause, his hands suddenly snapped out, gripping my throat as he forced me to my feet. My heart raced with excitement as I stared at him, my neck craned back. His grip had just enough pressure to say he was in control, but barely.

He yanked my mouth to him, kissing me, and a fire erupted at our connection, burning through me in waves. In all these centuries, we never kissed. It was a line we never crossed. The gesture was far too intimate for whatever we had before this.

His tongue lashed against mine, making the heat pool in my stomach. It churned and bristled through me as my fingers gripped the front of his shirt tightly. Reluctantly, I pulled my mouth free, panting heavily as I stared at him.

“I need you to understand that if we’re changing this relationship, I don’t want to be the one in charge.” I had more to say, but he didn’t let the words come out as he gave a quick nod and attempted to kiss me again.

I dodged, giving him a firm look. “I want you in charge, Talon, like last night.”

A slow smirk carved itself on his face. “You liked that, did you?” He brushed his thumb over my lip, pulling it away before releasing it with a soft snap.

I nodded and licked my lips. “Very much.”

“Did you like seeing me hold Magnus in place as I fucked his mouth?” I nodded again. “You liked watching me come on his face like he was worthless? My little cum whore?” I nodded my head again, clenching my thighs at his dirty words. “Is that what you want to be for me?”

Another flash of desire crashed through me, striking my core as I grew wetter at his words. “Yes,” I whispered. “I think it’s time you be the master, and I’ll be the sex slave.”

His hand tightened on my neck as he forced me to my knees. Once I was sitting there, looking up at him, he stepped back, undoing his pants to free his hard and readied cock.

“Is this what you want? Do you want me to come all over your face too?” I swallowed hard before nodding. “I don’t think I should. You were a bad girl last night, touching yourself when I didn’t say you could … Making yourself come, wasting all that juice when it could’ve been on my face. Bad girls don’t get my cock. Bad girls get punished.”

He reached out, fisting my hair, and pulling my head back painfully. But like the depraved soul I was, it wasn’t enough, so I tilted my chin forward, making the pull send another jolt of pain through my scalp. Talon chuckled, knowing what I was doing, as he twisted his wrist, collecting more of my hair in his tightened hold.

“Yes, I think you definitely need to be punished.”

Still holding me by the hair, he half-dragged-half-walked me to the window and pushed aside the throw pillows neatly decorating the alcove. Pulling me onto it, he bent me over the bench, letting me stare out across Magnus’s grounds.

“He should be back soon. It’s past sunrise, and lucky for us, he can stand to be outside for a while. So, when he pulls up, I want him to see you being punished by me. I want him to stand there and watch as you did. Then, if you can reform your bad ways, maybe I’ll share.”

He spanked me, but instead of his hand landing on my ass, it struck my aching pussy. I rocked forward so hard it forced an arm up to protect me from slamming against the glass as I moaned. He teased, cupping my wet mound roughly.

“You’re so wet already. My little demoness likes being the one tortured. Perhaps I need to make it hurt more to punish you properly.” His claws brushed softly down my spine and then ripping fabric echoed around us as he shredded away my clothing, exposing my hot flash to the cool air.

“Fucking Hell, Aida. Look at how wet and swollen that pretty pink pussy is. It’s such a shame I won’t get to slide my cock into it yet and see how your lips wrapped around me.” I whimpered as the sharp edge of nails trailed against the sensitive flesh, making my back arch.

“Shall I fuck you with my claws?” He teased one sharp edge against my entrance, making me buck away in surprise. My demon form could withstand that kind of torment, but this human one would be sliced open like butter, and we both knew it.

Leathery skin rippled across my body, my tail sprouting from my ass and stretching out with a shake. My human's tight, svelte body gave way to the softness and curves belonging to my Sloth-like form. Whereas with others, I might’ve been ashamed of this body, the visual representation of my nature, Talon had seen it a hundred times before and still wanted me.

So now he could prove it.

He chuckled coldly behind me, brushing his nails against my demon cunt. “All ready for your punishment, I see.” He spanked my cunt again, making me howl for more.

TALON

To sayI was excited to be in charge for once was an understatement. How much she wanted me made holding my self-control together much more difficult.

I wanted to ravish her pussy with my cock, tongue, and fingers. I wanted to make her ache until she couldn’t move. But I was happy to oblige if she wanted to be my sex slave.

My hell-hound brayed inside, longing to be free to claim his mate once and for all, but I held him back. She hadn’t permitted me to mark her as my own, and maybe this was a test. One I was willing to pass if she would be my reward.

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