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He’s like a something unreal. A dream. And I can’t help but reach out to trace the lines of his body with my fingertips. His muscles jump under my touch, making me smile as he takes a deep breath, his eyes darkening as he studies my reaction.

As if unable to hold back, he pushes against me, his hands gripping mine, and I feel his erection pressing against my thighs. Unable to help it, I rub myself against him, reveling in the jolt of pleasure it sends through me.

My hands slide down the planes of his chest, biting my lip in concentration as I move lower. Then Bax’s claws are over mine, guiding me until I grip his cock with both hands. I can’t help but suck in a breath at the sheer size of him, the velvety smoothness of his skin. Just the memory of him plowing into me, the hardness, the thickness, the stretch—looking at the beast before me I can’t believe I actually took it the first time. The sight of him makes a pulse go through my core, my pussy tightening on nothing and wanting it all.

His cock is deep crimson, dark veins peeking through underneath. Those ridges that drove me insane last time decorate the underside, forming a forked pattern that goes all the way to the tip. On either side of his shaft, raised veins form a pattern leading upward. My fingers slide over each one, eliciting a deep rumble from his chest. That’s when something whips behind him that catches my attention.

With a sound that’s half-sigh, half-growl, Bax’s wings unfurl. I gasp, both at the suddenness and the sheer spectacle of it. His wings are magnificent. Spread wide, the sight is as breathtaking as it is intimidating, adding yet another layer to the primal, otherworldly allure of this demon before me.

I’m left speechless, tension and need growing between us, and when his barbed tail curls to wrap around my arm, I gasp a little.

He’s in his true demon form.

It’s so strange, and yet so intimate. His wings, his tail, his large hands covering mine as I run them along his heated thickness. Bax is bare before me. As I am before him.

I’ve never seen anything so beautiful.

“I think you need to be taught a lesson, angel, for your forwardness.” His voice is low, growling, and I can’t help my grin.

Bax’s claws move to my hips, and then he’s pressing me back against the altar. My body trembles with anticipation as the flames surrounding the altar sway and lick, casting shadows and light over my nakedness. When I feel the brush of his velvet head right against the center of my folds, another throb of pleasure goes through me.

Bax growls and then he’s slipping into me, slowly, taking his time as he did before. Filling me up and making me get used to his size as he presses me deeper into the altar. I let out a loud moan at the intrusion, my nails digging into his shoulders as he moves.

“Damnation,” he spits, the word laced with heat and need. His hips rock against me, forcing his thickness deeper, touching every single nerve in my channel as he pulls back, only to slide forward again.

“Still hate me?” he growls.

“More than anything,” I whimper and he chuckles, leaning down to capture my lips as his cock slams deep.

And then he’s pounding into me, and I’m moaning, my head thrown back as the pleasure swells within me.

My eyes roll back, the skies of Hell fading as I’m overcome with ecstasy.

Bax’s hips continue their relentless assault, an almost punishing thrust that makes my breath hitch. When his lips find mine again, he kisses me hard, growling into my mouth.

“You feel sogood, Elara,” he growls, his voice thick with desire. “So tight andwarm. It’s as if you were made for me.”

His hips grind against mine, his movements slow and deliberate. “Do you feel that?” he whispers against my lips, his breath hot against my skin. “That’s me, deep inside you. Claiming you.”

His words are like a drug, sending a rush of heat through me. I whimper in response, the sensations and his words overwhelming me.

The slow build of pleasure peaks, and when his tail slips between us, pressing hard against that little nub, I shatter, my orgasm washing over me in a wave of intense sensation. I cry out, my body convulsing as the pleasure consumes me.

“Elara,” Bax purrs, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that resonates deep within me. His hand squeezes harder on my hip, his fingers digging in to keep me anchored. The look in his eyes is intense, a blend of desire and something almost too overwhelming to put into words.

And then, I feel it—a thick swelling almost as if his cock is growing in size. The intensity of the stretch makes my eyes roll back as the base of his cock swells and locks inside me. Sweet honey brims around that one spot, making my pussy clench and throb hard.

“That’s right, angel?” Bax murmurs, his voice a velvet whisper against my skin. “Every inch of you filled, every part of you taken. You’re mine, Elara, now and always.”

I whimper, the sheer intensity of the sensation, the raw, primal reality of his words and him knotted within me, overwhelming all my senses. I rise and crash again, pure pleasure making my body quake.

At that moment, I know that everything, absolutely everything, is different.I’mdifferent.

I’m not just Elara, the newest assistant. I’m not just the girl who lost her parents and only has her sister for a friend. I’m not even the girl who fell for her boss.

This very moment has changed me…and there’s no turning back.

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