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Chapter 10
The moan that leaves me is what wakes me up. It is still late at night, and the moonlight is flooding through the stained-glass window overlooking our bed. After the feast, we returned to the manor mounted on Varkoth, but this time without a swarm of dead around us and my handsy husband couldn’t help but to keep things going until we arrived, stumbled through the halls and into our bed together. He fucked me to a quick brutal orgasm before allowing me to rest, and it seems that he’s determined to do so again as his mouth slides over my folds to suck lightly at my clit. I shiver and clutch at his head, my fingers tangling through his hair before coming to rest around one thick horn. His tail has already filled me and is pumping languidly in and out of me, stroking my need as he licks and sucks at my sex, driving me crazy with desire. My orgasm is abrupt, and my hips rise up against his mouth as I make an inhuman little sound in the back of my throat.
I feel his smile against my sex and his tail ever so slowly withdraws as he rises over me. His eyes are so bright red that they are burning, and he gives me a hungry grin.
“The night wanes and I will need your answer soon, but first I need to give you something more to remember. And I need you.”
“That’s a lot of need going on there,” I reply as I stretch beneath him, luxuriating in how relaxed and soft my muscles feel post-climax. Despite my release, I can feel my interest stirring again, hungry for my demon husband.
“I have a lot of needs,” he growls in agreement, his hand fondling my pussy for a moment before giving it a brisk little slap that sends a sharp tingle through me. “And every single one of them revolves around you. I have missed this but more than that, I’ve missed you. I do not think I can even accurately give words to how much I’ve missed you.”
My heart softens but any heartfelt words I would have given him back die on my lips when he suddenly grips my hips in his large hands, gives one side a gentle slap before turning me abruptly onto my belly. The breath whooshes out of me and I lay there for a moment in surprise but not for long before he drags my hips up, lifting me onto my knees. A quiver of excitement dances through my belly before spreading through my body and limbs. I can’t hold back my whimper, however, when the fat head of his cock rubs back and forth against my wet pussy, stirring my arousal back to life.
“I apologize that we must make this fast, but the hour truly grows late,” he murmurs regretfully.
“Wait,” I gasp as I feel him notch at my entrance. “I want you in my mouth first.”
I can feel him tremble behind me as he works to control his lust, and his voice is hoarse when he finally manages to speak. “Are you certain? I would devote all of this night to your pleasure—not unselfishly, I might add so you don’t think I’m more noble than I am. I want to seal you to me desperately.”
“Then give me what I want,” I challenge as I look back at him over my shoulder, meeting his burning gaze meaningfully. “I want to taste you and have my fun with you until you are at the edge of your control so that when you fuck me you don’t temper yourself and unleash all of your desire and passion upon me.”
A shiver runs through him and his grin returns, a touch more wicked. “My naughty queen. You do love to tempt me beyond all reason and control.”
I smirk in reply but don’t move as I watch and wait as he steps back from the bed. His tail flicks behind him, the long thick cord of it moving sinuously through the air as he walks around the side of the bed, the muscles in his powerful legs flexing. His cock is already blushing a more brilliant color of plum at its tip in contrast to the deeper purple of its length and he growls softly as he grips it and strokes it with one hand.
“I will allow you to torment me but only for a moment. After so long, I’m already nearing the edge,” he warns as he steps in front of me.
His cock bobs enticingly and I crawl up the remaining length of the bed to the other side. I consider just licking at it as I balance my weight on all fours, but I shift a bit, tucking my legs under my ass and sit instead as I reach for it with one hand. His breath hisses from him as my hand curls around its length. He is thick enough that my longest finger and thumb don’t meet and the hot satiny feel as his flesh is a wonderful contrast against its hardness.
I stroke him from root to tip, watching the small amounts of precum pearl and drip from his pointed tip. Another two strokes and his hips are flexing and rocking, thrusting into my hand unconsciously, his eyes squeezed shut. I smirk at the first signs of his impending loss of control. Usually, he lasts longer than this. He wasn’t overexaggerating about his rapidly deteriorating control. That little insight floats up to my consciousness and it sends a giddy feeling through me as I lean forward and lick his cock like a blow pop.
The growl that leaves him is loud enough that my eyes shoot to his face as I wrap my lips to the best of my ability around the bulbous head. The head of his cock is too large for me to take into my mouth, so I simply suck and lick at it as my hand slips up and down his length made slippery with the lubrication he secretes. The lubrication has a noticeable effect on me as well that is more obvious when I’m not simply being filled with it. It makes my palm warm in a way that sends tendrils of heat and desire along the nerve endings of my sex and deep into my core. This feeling is so familiar and so intensely pleasurable that I suck voraciously on him, enjoying the concentrated spice of his cum. I nearly orgasm at the tiny spurt of precum that squirts onto my tongue, but I barely have time to enjoy and lap every bit of it from the slit of his cock before he’s jerking away from me with a snarl.
I watch him through heavily lidded eyes as he backs away from the bed, his engorged cock almost appearing to have a deep ruby hue along its head now. His teeth are bared, his sharp fangs pronounced as he stares at me for a moment. Blind desire burns within his gaze and my pussy clenches with excitement because that inner buried part of me knows exactly what is going to happen next. His wings shiver behind him for a moment and then his tail suddenly whips with a loud crack before he’s stalking around the bed, his expression filled with predatory hunger.
Bracing my weight on my hands and knees, I lift my ass for him but it’s not enough because his hand presses firmly, though with sweet gentleness, against my back, dropping my chest low and presenting my sex more prominently to him. I can feel how wet I am, my pussy and thighs slick with my arousal, and I know that it must be practically dripping for him at this angle. His purr fills the air around me and the bed shifts with his weight as the heat of his body comes up behind me.
There is no warning, and an intense pleasure spears through me as his cock abruptly drives in, pressing deep. The air stirs as he fans his wings for a moment before he draws out until just the head remains within me before thrusting deep once again. My body rocks forward with the motion, my breath bursting from me in a rough moan. The prick of his claws along my hips as he holds me in place is faint with just enough pressure to add a little spice to our love play as he rocks into me, thrusting with abandon. I don’t even bother trying to meet his thrusts. It’s all I can do just to brace in place as I enjoy the full force of his rut pounding into me. My nipples dragging against the bedding with every thrust sends an explosion of sensation, adding to my pleasure as does the tail that cracks over my ass before driving deep into its hot, sucking crevice.
We moan together, the sound raw and primal. I dig my fingers into the bedding in an attempt to anchor myself as he drives into my sex, his body slapping wetly against mine. His sac teases my clit with its every graze, his cock stroking every deep and shallow sweet spot within me with every pull and plunge. His growl sounds staticky as it vibrates in his throat, the sound too feral and unhinged to be any sort of purr.
My pussy flutters around the invading length, clamping against him as I shake as hot pleasure claws its way through my belly. His cock is swelling within me, speaking of its own impending release, rubbing against my inner walls. His wings descend on either side of me, planting firmly onto the bed, the skin between the bones vibrating in a way that it appears almost to flutter. It serves a purpose, however. Anchored against me, he surrenders completely to his need, rutting me with such abandon that he loses the long stroking rhythm to thrust wildly into me as his tail lodges in my ass and vibrates.
I cry out, but squeal when his fingers clamp on my clit, rubbing it and he pumps into me. He pinches it between his knuckles as the clawing heat turns savage as it explodes through me, drawing out a wail of release from me as Iyano bellows his own need, his body curling over mine as he thrusts deep, his cock jerks brutally and sprays of a hot stream of seed. My rippling channel sucks his pulsing cock deep even as he continues to fight his way in and out of it as his cock continues to jerk and give up its load, riding our pleasure out as our climax crashes over us.
We are still rocking together, his body curled tightly around mine, in the aftermath. We tremble and his wings slowly lift from the bed as he withdraws from the clutch of my sex. Freed from my husband’s grasp, I flop onto the bed, my body spent and I slowly roll onto my back as he drops beside me. His wings tremble with faint spasm but the look on his face is one of complete satisfaction. The heat in his eyes has dimmed now that our desire has been sated, returning to a beautiful ruby glow that I love.
Trailing a hand along my shoulder, his claws brushing lightly over the sensitive skin, he asks the one question I’ve been dreading.
“And now... will you stay?”
I want to say yes. I want to with every bit of my heart and soul, as fragments of memories slowly rise to the surface. Squeezing my eyes shut in a useless effort to stop them—and perhaps so not to meet his eyes—I shake my head.
“No?” he rasps, his voice filled with bewilderment.
My eyes open just enough for me to peek over at him and my heart breaks at the dismay on his face. “Not no, just I can’t. Not yet. I want to be here with you, but I need a little more time.”
