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He hesitates, his gaze sliding over the black and blue bruises that cover my body. “Okay, but don’t do anything to make your injuries worse.”
“Yes, sir,” I say with a smile, then reach forward and draw down his boxers.
His hard cock springs forward, and my gaze greedily drinks him in. Rayne is blessed in all ways. Not just his family. Not just his good looks and good personality. But this man is large and thick. Unlike anyone I’ve been with before.
I trail a finger over his erection and he gasps, his hips jerking up. It’s strangely erotic as I continue to touch him, watching him seem to fight for control with every ounce of his being. Precum beads his tip, and I can sense the tension in his muscles as his hips continue to jerk, but he keeps himself from touching me.
It makes me feel even safer with him, and I hadn’t thought that was possible.
As I reach for the clasp at the front of my bra, his gaze jerks to my breasts. When I flick my bra open and pull it off, his mouth forms into anO, and his eyes darken. Next, I slide my underwear off, and he reaches out, then drops his hand, as if afraid to touch me.
I crawl over him, so that I’m straddling his upper thighs, and his cock is just in front of me.
“Ann,” he whispers my name.
I grab his wrist and guide his hand between us. “Just touch me.”
And then, I lean forward and kiss him again. To my surprise, he obeys, his big fingers sinking lower and brushing my mound. Yes, I’d asked him to touch me, but it seems he’s gentler in all ways, more than I expect. It takes him a ridiculously long time to part my lower lips, and even longer to begin to stroke my inner folds. I’m restless, my hands running all over him, kissing him harder and harder as I bounce against his fingers, wanting more. Needing more.
And then, one finger plunges inside of me, and I gasp against his lips.
“Is that good?” he asks, a mixture of concern and arousal.
I shudder. “So good.”
My words seem to encourage him, and he continues to gently plunge in and out of me, working my body, preparing me for him, even though I’m already soaking wet. At last, I push his hand aside and then inch up his body, positioning the tip of his cock at my opening.
“Fucking hell,” he groans, as I slide myself inch by inch down onto his body.
But I disagree. This isn’t hell. It’s heaven. His big cock filling me, awakening nerves inside of my body I never even knew existed. It feels so oddly tight, but also so satisfying that it’s like I’m coming apart.
When I reach his hilt, we’re both breathing hard. I give myself a moment to get used to the sheer size of him inside of me, and then I rise up, instantly missing his length inside of me, and slam back down.
He gasps my name, and I’m nearly swept away with my desire. I begin to ride him, harder and harder, faster and faster, when his hands lightly land on my hips. I want him to touch me everywhere, but for now, it’s enough just to have him inside of me.
I feel my orgasm building higher than I ever imagined possible as my inner muscles clench and squeeze him, trying desperately to milk him of his desire. And then I come crashing over the edge.
We’re both shouting together. The world is gone around us, nothing but the two of us existing.
He comes inside of me, his hot seed slick within my channel. And to my surprise, knowing that I brought him to the edge sends me over it again, and I continue to ride him until I collapse from my second orgasm.
Lying on top of him, breathing wildly, I swear I’ve never felt so alive. Something about Rayne is so dangerous, so unexpected, and also a safe haven away from the world.
I can’t quite explain it, but I know this is where I belong, for the first time in my life.
And then, we hear something behind us. I turn in time to see the wall being pushed open. A creature like nothing I’ve ever imagined wails, throws back its scaled head, and then focuses red eyes on us.
My blood runs cold. Now that it’s closer, I can sense the iron demon’s powers deep in whatever this is. It isn’t a pure iron demon, but it doesn’t matter. Iron demons are our greatest weakness. Deadly sworn enemies to the fae that have a thirst for our blood.
If it gets close to us, we’re doomed.
Rayne pushes me to the side and I fall into the blankets. His gaze goes to his dagger, still on his belt under our pile of clothing, too far away to reach in time.
The creature snarls and Rayne climbs slowly to his feet.
It lunges at him, and I scream. Already I can feel the burning from being close to the iron demon, and as it crashes into Rayne, I know that he can only survive for minutes with it touching him.
Leaping to my feet, I scramble for the dagger. Rayne is rolling around with the demon, and I pull the blade free and drive it into the demon’s back.
