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Fucking hell, I just did that. Splashing cool water from the sink onto my face and staring at my reflection in the bathroom mirror does little to calm my racing thoughts. Though I’d told Mona I’d fuck her all night, I had to stop. As soon as I came, the demon inside me felt sated enough for the weight of my actions to settle on my chest like a ton of bricks.
I fucked up. I swore I wouldn’t let myself give into lust after what happened in the past, but here I am. Though, I’ve never felt a need so raw before. I can scarcely believe the way I used her body, the things I said—
Enough.I take a deep breath and attempt to focus on what matters right now. There’s no time for regret. I need to make sure Mona’s okay. Slipping my boxer briefs back on, I wet a washcloth to clean up the mess we made. The messImade. I hadn’t planned on coming inside her, but then again, I hadn’t planned on any of this. It shouldn’t be an issue—my parents got me a contraceptive spellmark tattoo as soon as I started thinking about sex. Still, Mona doesn’t know that. I attempt to tame my wild hair and prepare my apology as I head back to the living room.
The sight I find there sends ice through my veins. Mona sits on the floor, her legs curled up to her chest and her hair curtaining over her face as she leans forward. Small, shuddering inhales and sniffles fill the quiet room.
Gods, what have I done?
I crouch down at her side and ease her hair away from her face with a careful motion. The last thing I want to do is upset her more. “Mona…”
She lifts her head from her knees and turns to look at me, eyes red and watery as slow tears roll down her cheeks. “I’m sorry. I-I thought you were leaving. Didn’t mean to c-cry.” Her words come out between shaky gulps of air and she can barely meet my eyes.
My chest aches at her apology. I made her feel like this. This is my fault. I shouldn’t have done this, even when she asked me to. I should never have let the poisonous lust inside me infect her.
Unsure of what to do, I wrap an arm around her shoulders and gently pull her to rest against my chest. “Please don’t apologize. I shouldn’t have…shit, I knew I shouldn’t have…I just needed you so bad. I’ll never forgive myself for hurting you.”
“You didn’t! I wanted it too. I just…I thought you were done with me and it was so sudden that I…” She trails off and I squeeze her tighter when her breath releases in a sigh, then let go so she can look into my eyes.
“I was just getting something to clean you up with.” I hold out the washcloth to show her and a tiny smile curls her lips.
“You did make a mess.” Her tears have stopped, but her brow furrows with worry.
“Gods, I didn’t mean to do that. You felt too damn good, but that’s no excuse.” I shake my head in shame. “I have a spell that prevents me from getting anyone pregnant. You don’t have to worry about that if you’re not on birth control.”
Mona’s eyes widen at the mention of magic. “I keep forgetting you’re a witch.”
I give her a sheepish smile.That’s not all I am. There’s no way I’m telling her now that I’m part-succubus, though. Not after what we just did.
“That’s pretty damn useful. What else can you do?” Her face flushes. “Other than make your tongue bigger, that is.”
She looks so damn enticing when she blushes. It’s making me want to be inside her again, but I settle for leaning in to brush my lips against her ear. “I wasn’t lying when I said I could take you all night.” Though that’s from my succubus blood, not the handful of sex magic tricks I learned from a dusty tome I found in my dad’s study when I was a teen.
Mona gasps, and a smile spreads across my face as I pull away. “For tonight, though, I want to make sure you’re okay. Will you let me take care of you?”
Her cheeks darken even more and her teeth sink into her lower lip. “You’ve already taken care of me. Twice.”
She makes a noise of protest as I gather her in my arms and stand. “Not that kind of care.” She clings to my arms as I move toward the bedroom. “Relax. I’ve got you.”
She squirms in my hold, trying to get back on her feet. “You don’t have to carry me! I don’t want you to hurt yourself!”
I raise an eyebrow at her. “Ouch. I know I’m not covered in bulging muscles, but I can carry you.” Her face flushes, but she stops fighting me as I move us to the bedroom and set her down on the bed with care.
She’s a vision of sinful wreckage, robe tangled in her arms, breasts threatening to fall out of her bra cups, and silky black hair mussed. With careful movements, I untangle her robe and push it off. She shivers as my hand slides from her nape to the clasp of her bra, but I pause. “This okay?”
Mona nods, her mouth falling open in anticipation. My cock swells to life as I unhook the bra and slide it off of her shoulders. I prop one knee on the bed next to her hip and lean forward, letting my mouth trail from her neck down her bare shoulder, kissing the red spot where the strap of her bra marked her skin. Placing a hand on the center of her chest, I bring my lips back to her ear. “Lie back.”
The demon in me may crave the unleashed, brutal joining with Mona, but the rest of me savors this. Watching her relax down onto the bed as her breasts rise and fall with her quickened breaths. I kneel at the foot of the bed and run my hands up her legs until I reach her soft thighs, easing them apart.
“Max.” Mona whispers my name and it sounds just as good as when she screamed it earlier.
I suppress a groan as I see her spread for me like this, my cum still leaking from her pussy. Taking the damp washcloth, I carefully glide it over her inner thighs, then through her dark curls and across her entrance, wiping away my release. When I reach the apex, she inhales sharply, and—fuck me, I can’t resist leaning down to taste her again. She moans my name again as I suck on her clit ever so softly, then tease around it in circles as she spurs on with the sweet song of her gasps and sighs.
I savor her taste on my tongue as she grows wetter, soothing my hands up and down her thighs. When she tilts her hips to meet my mouth, I slide a finger inside her and she hisses. “Are you sore?” I ask, hesitating. But she whimpers in frustration and grabs my hair, pressing my face back down between her legs.
I’ll take that as a no. Adding another finger, I take my time building up her orgasm. When she finally tenses and gasps as she comes, my cock throbs almost painfully at the memory of how she felt coming around me. Placing a kiss on her inner thigh, I pull myself up to look at her.
