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Clarity crossed his features. “I will teach you to protect others from yourself.”
Something inside my mind snapped. The world around us shifted again, the fields disappearing in a medley of colors. The pain in my chest lessened to a dull hum - it was still there but now a sense of warmth surrounded it.
The world around us came back into focus, and I recognized the rough stone walls and old bedspread. We were back in my bedroom in the keep. I wasn’t sure exactly why my memories had brought us here, perhaps because it was a source of comfort. Or perhaps…
Marik ran his hand up my side, goosebumps pebbling along my flesh. I knew then exactly why my mind had brought us here, the last place I’d felt any real joy. And that had been because of the man - no arch demon - below me.
Before I could second guess my actions, I dipped my mouth, capturing him in a soft reverent kiss. Our lips stuck together as I pulled back, a grin spreading on my face as he stared up at me. His eyes smoldered once again, the patterns of flames licking up his irises. I leaned down to kiss him again, as he ran his hands up into my hair before tugging my head down to deepen the kiss.
My body lit up with the flames I could feel beneath his skin. His tongue delved into my mouth, sweeping in to dance with my own. I still wasn’t sure what I was doing - worried I might be fumbling with how my tongue tentatively swirled around his own. But he didn’t seem to mind, clutching tighter at the back of my head as he let out a rumbling growl from deep in his chest. The entity within me stirred and purred back, driving the warmth I felt from his kiss down all the way to the tips of my toes.
Growing impatient Marik rolled me, his lips staying connected to me as he did. His bare chest pressed down on mine. My mind had decided to hook me up, dissipating our clothing just when I wanted it gone.
Marik released my lips, peppering tiny nibbles and licks down my jaw. I arched as his hands ran up and down my sides before drifting to my ass to squeeze it lightly. I arched up into him, pressing my core up to meet the hardening cock I felt pressed against my bare core. I craved the connection with that rather impressive bit of male anatomy, but before I could move myself to position him he continued his trek down my body, suckling at my neck as he moved his right hand around to my front. His fingers wiggled a bit as he roamed, lightly tickling my hip before dancing across my inner thigh, a motion that had me jumping up from the sheets to press against him more firmly. I groaned as he bit down right above my collar bone. Apparently, I really did enjoy a little pain with my pleasure.
My demon purred her approval. Crazy bitch.
“Marik,” I moaned as he trailed kisses across to my sternum. I ran my hands up and down the scars of his back, each matching the whip marks I had witnessed earlier. But somehow the marks just added to the pure sex that was him, and I felt even more drawn to him because of them. I wanted to map out every scar, committing them to memory as a testament to his sacrifices.
Marik’s wondering hand brought me back to the moment as it skirted up and around my mound, missing the spot I needed him the most. Pleasure pooled at my core and I bucked, trying to get some much needed friction. But before I could get any relief, Marik raised his hips, pulling them away from me.
I snarled my frustration and he chuckled against my sternum before taking pity on me and closing his lips around one nipple.
I completely arched off the bed and up to meet him, a scream leaving my lips. He pulled his arm from his exploration to push down on my chest, pressing me back against the bed. He tisked against my nipple, a feeling that sent sparks straight to my clit. He bit down gently before popping off my nipple completely, leaving me cold and frankly disappointed. I had been building up so much I was about to explode.
Taking pity on me he bent his head back down, capturing my other nipple to swirl around his tongue. As he did, he finally moved his hand down, running his finger gently down the folds of my pussy. He swirled his finger in sync with his tongue, never quite reaching the spot I needed the most.
I clawed at his back, moaning out his name as he laved at my nipple again before pulling away, his breathing almost as heavy as mine.
Without saying a word, he raised his fingers to his mouth, before sucking them clean. He moaned with pleasure, his eyes narrowing to languid slits.
“Delicious,” he purred.
“Yeah?” I asked. Maybe something stupid to say, but I’d never really understood men's obsession with the female taste.
“Like salted caramel,” he said, his eyes brightening before trailing down my body. “And I love salted caramel.”
Before I could question him any further, he lowered his head and ran his tongue directly up the seam of my pussy. I screamed as he pulled back, blowing hot air across my opening and up over my badly ignored clit. I whimpered as he gripped my hips, keeping me pinned to the sheets. I gripped at them, madly trying to get ahold of anything I could squeeze to release some of the tension. My legs straightened and locked, the pleasure almost too much for me to bear.
And then he swallowed the bundle of nerves in such a way I hadn’t even imagined. Fire licked at the inside of his mouth, but rather than burn it brought dizzying sensations of warmth to match the movements of his tongue. He rolled it around his mouth, alternating between broad strokes and swirls. He applied just the right amount of pressure as he moved, and I writhed beneath him, unable to do anything but hold on for dear life.
When he reached up with one hand to gently squeeze my the nipple I came apart, my hips lifting off the bed to buck against his oh so talented mouth. He continued his sensual assault through my orgasm, pressing down against my clit with the flat of his tongue as I bucked. He looked up at me then, the flames of his eyes clouding with passion. He smirked against my pussy.
“Again.”
I wasn't sure I could do it again, but as he sucked at that bundle of nerves I decided to stop thinking.
When the second orgasm burst through me like a tidal wave on shore he raised up, positioning the head of his cock against my entrance. I didn’t have time to process as he thrust into me, dropping his head to suck at the column of my throat as he did.
There was no splitting agony or tearing as I had expected there to be, merely stretching that became a delicious burn. My entrance felt tender as he began to move, but as he thrust in and out of me, I relaxed, accepting all of him. I wrapped my legs around his, tucking my feet inside as I ran them up and down his calves in sync with his slow movements. I could tell he was taking it easy on me - even in my mind my body was a virgin.
Slowly the languid heat from moments before returned, and I pressed up into him. He took this as a good sign, picking up his pace as he arched his hips. My eyes rolled back into my head as each thrust of his hips hit a spot deep inside that I had only imagined existed. I moaned out his name again, just as he lowered his thumb to press and circle my clit.
I came apart at the seams, squeezing the cock that surged inside of me. The control I could feel teetering on the edge snapped, his eyes bleeding to black as his demon rose to the surface. He began to pound into me, the tenderness mixing with the waves of euphoria to create an intoxicating mixture that sent me spiraling to the edge again.
“You’re mine,” the demon growled, bending to scrape its teeth across my jugular. I sensed it could easily rip out my throat, but I didn’t worry. I knew it was only seeking my pleasure.
“I’m my own,” I cried out as he halted his movements, his eyes boring down on me.
