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"Azazel," her hands buried in my hair, pulled me up. "I need you inside me."
Regretfully, I rose from between her legs, but her wish was my command, and my cock was more than ready to accommodate her desires.
She was wet, which made it easier to enter her tight cunt. I groaned as her walls swallowed me, guiding me deeper inside her.
She moaned underneath me, stretched. Her legs moved around my waist to get me even deeper, and slowly we began to move together in rhythm.
I leaned on one hand while my other moved up and down her body, cupped her warm, exquisite tits, before my lips descended on an offered nipple.
Her hands, one holding on to my bicep, the other moving up and down my chest, felt almost as good as it felt being inside her.
Nobody had ever touched me like she did, and I had begun to crave the contact.
I loved the little sounds she made that came from deep in her throat as she breathed in and out, as if she were savoring each breath, letting me know when a stroke of my cock inside her elicited even more pleasure.
It felt as if time was suspended as we moved with each other in perfect harmony. Neither one of us wanted this to end, but both of our bodies were working on building a high we craved just as much.
When my climax hit, it was slow, but it built in power. I didn't need to see Fay's wide eyes to know her pleasure was washing through her; I felt her walls pulse around my cock, and for a short moment, I felt as if we were one. As if there was just my karamia and me and nothing else.
Her dull nails dug into my skin as her head arched back and she loudly sucked in air. I loved nothing more than watching her come. Even my own climax didn't compare to the sight of her bathing in her bliss.
"Fay, I love you," I confessed, and felt like the words had left my lips a thousand times before. "In all my lifetimes, you have always been the only one."
"I love you too, Azazel. I always have, and I always will."
I lowered my head so our foreheads met, and our breaths mingled. This was how I wanted to stay for the rest of our lives.
Unfortunately, even before my tablet dinged announcing the arrival of a message, I knew I had to leave her.
I kissed her tenderly before I untangled myself to reach for my tablet.
"What is it?"
"My mother. She's a little peeved that I haven't spent any time with my brides. Ouch," I laughed at her slapping my arm.
"They can go to hell."
I grinned at my vicious little Nayphyllym. "It's not their fault."
"And that's the only reason I'm not over there scratching their eyes out," she retorted with a mix of playfulness and jealousy and enough venom for it to be a warning.
I kissed her again. "You are my only one."
She reached for my cock and held it in her small hand. "You better remember that this is MINE."
I threw my head back and laughed. For the first time in my life, I let out genuine laughter and it felt so fucking good. Freeing. I pulled her into my arms. "You have no reason to worry, ever. You are my everything and always will be. My mother also says Behlial wants to see me," I added.
I wanted nothing more than to climb back into those sheets and finish what she had started by grabbing my cock, but Behlial was beckoning, and as much as I hated it, I had to obey. For now.
Fay stayed in bed while I took a quick shower before I dressed to collect my brides and meet Behlial in the throne room. I had a pretty good idea that the summons was about Abaddon and his transgressions, and I couldn't have cared less.
I collected Phoebe, Judith, Dina, and Sara and wondered what I had done to deserve the honor of not one, but four brides. Five if you counted Fay, which I would never dare say out loud. I couldn't shake the feeling she would rip my head off if I lumped her in with myharem.
At least the girls were safe this way, which gave me a modicum of pleasure. I could only imagine how they would have fared with Nergal or Balaam if my brothers were still alive.
All four were impeccably dressed and groomed, and I knew I had my mother to thank for this. Her text had held a slight undertone of irritation, and I knew I owed her an explanation. She probably already suspected something since I had confessed to my secret lodging in the servant's district, and the girl I wanted her to take to safety should something happen to me. I owed her the truth and swore I would fill her in as soon as whatever Behlial wanted was dealt with.
My other brothers and their brides were already gathered when the girls and I arrived.
