Page 39 of My Demon Rebound


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"Say that again."

"Yes."

"No." My tail squeezes his cock and he gasps. "In Spanish."

"Si. Cojeme."

It's all he has to say for me to line myself up with his hole and drive myself inside him. His thighs quiver and he whines, rolling his hips as I push past his ring of muscles. He's still so tight and wonderful. His warmth engulfs me the deeper I go. I've been waiting a long time for this too. To be connected with him in this way. To claim his body. His walls tug at my cock. The sensation of him fully wrapped around me, his skin stroking me from all angles as I rock in and out of him, is overwhelming.

I'll never stop coming back for more. Neither of us will go without this ever again. "Your tight hole feels so good, sweetheart. Are you ready to take more of me?"

"I… I don't know."

"I think you are." My precum leaks inside him, helping me slide in easier. I'm only halfway in when I hit his prostate. I go deeper and he thrashes against the couch, tightening his fists.

"Oh. Rory. It's too much."

Holding on tighter to his legs, I fuck him faster. In and out on repeat, sinking in a little more each time. "Look how well you stretch around me. Such a slutty little hole."

Leaning forward, I capture his soft cries with my lips, wiping at his tears with my thumbs. Our bodies glide together in perfect sync, our kisses off kilter, my teeth sinking into his bottom lip. He arches his hips, swallowing more of me, and I've never had this much of my cock inside someone before. Tightening my stomach, I hold back from coming too soon, yearning to ride the high a little longer.

"Fuck, you take me so good, sweetheart. Your human hole is so hungry for me. So fucking eager."

I bite down harder, sucking on his lip as I tear into the soft flesh. He screams and I suck the blood pouring from the deep cut. It heals under my tongue and my body is disappointed when he heals too quickly. Kissing my way down his body, I bite his neck and then his shoulder before sweeping up all the blood in one sweep of my long tongue. His strong copper tastes bursts in my mouth and then I’m coming inside him.

He wraps his fingers around my neck and forces my mouth back on his, spilling his hot, sticky load between us. Moaning and jolting through his orgasm, his nails dig into my neck. I stay where I am for a little while longer, enjoying him being this close with his legs wrapping around me, holding me in place.

Pressing a sweet kiss to his lips, I smile down on him. "How are you, lovely?"

"Mmm."

"Mmm good?"

"Si."

"Why don't you speak Spanish more often?"

"You're asking me this now when I can barely think straight?"

Chuckling, I pull out of him and scoot back enough to lick him clean. His loud moans fill the room and he tugs on my hair, squirming beneath me. I don't stop until I've eaten out most of my cum. Lifting my face near his half-hard cock, I lap at his head, my tongue following the trail of his cum. He tastes so much better than me. Like heaven.

"Why's that so hot?" he asks, looking down at me with glazed over eyes.

Slapping his thighs, I kiss his lower stomach and stand up, my legs shaking as I shift my world back on its axis.

"I'll be back. Don't go anywhere."

"I couldn't if I tried." He watches me go toward the kitchen with a sleepy smile. I fight the urge to take him again right then and there. Stumbling to the fridge, I grab two water bottles and hold on to the counter, along with everything else I can grab on to as I return to where he is waiting for me on the couch. His skin glistens with sweat and he's flushed all over. Reaching for the small throw draped over the couch, he tugs it down on himself. My human is always so cold. Good thing I'm always hot.

On my way to him, I'm hit with a dizzy spell and sway a little. I'm drunk off the high of the best orgasm of my life and barely saw straight when I got off the couch. Not many humans can bring a demon to his knees, and he has done so almost too many times to count. Eventually I'll completely fold, and I don't care if I ever get up again as long as he's always looking down on me.

"Here." I hand him a water bottle.

Taking the bottle, he downs the water in one go and I drink mine at the same speed.

"I hope we didn't forget anything in the car."

"Nothing cold at least," he adds. "We kind of rushed inside when we got here."

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