Page 25 of Date with a Demon


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Fuck me. She was testing my patience. All I wanted to do was get behind her, grab her perfect ass in my hands, move aside that tiny scrap of fabric, and—

“Are you coming, or what?”

Coming? She was asking if I was coming? If it were up to me, I’d come all over her and claim her with my seed.

The object of my desire beckoned me into the blanket fort with a grin. “Come on in, Demon Prince. Your castle awaits.”

I concentrated and dissolved my clothing so that I was in nothing but a pair of briefs that did nothing to hide the massive erection her little stunt had given me. Two could play this game.

“Come to ravish your fair maiden?” she asked, eyeing my cock, which strained behind the thin layer of substance that masqueraded as my bottoms.

“This is a dangerous game, little witch.” I grabbed her by the throat and pressed her onto the bed. “Are you sure you want to play it?” I expected her to be frightened by my sudden aggressiveness. If she wanted to play with a demon, she needed to understand what she was getting into.

Instead of showing fear, her lids dropped, and lust filled our little hideaway.

“I’m a demon,” I reminded her. I was giving her one more chance to push me away. “I’m not husband material. I can’t give you want you need.” I wasn’t ready to settle down, and even if I were, why would someone like her settle down with me anyway?

“How do you know what I need?” she asked defiantly. “What if I only want what you can give? What if, right now, I just need you to fuck me?”

I kneed her legs open and pressed my burgeoning cock against the front of her mound. A small needy sound left her lips. Growling low, I covered her mouth with mine, climbing over her nearly naked body. She moaned into my mouth, reaching up to tangle her dainty fingers into my hair.

Unlike some demons who were bald, my natural form had thick dark hair that I kept short. Of course, demons could take any appearance we wanted, but right now, I was myself: the way I looked if I didn’t try. I trailed my kisses down her throat and neck, and her hands moved to hold onto my horns like handlebars.

Her bra stopped my explorations of her creamy skin. I formed a large, gleaming claw at the tip of a finger, and meeting her eyes, I slowly dragged the tip across her collarbone, then down across the swells of her breasts, carefully skipping over the chain of her magical talisman. She inhaled sharply and held her breath as I slid it through the center of the offending garment. One tiny movement and she was free; her breasts spilling out for me to feast on.

She hissed as I nibbled at the swollen peak adorning each full breast, lavishing attention on them until I was satisfied that each was well loved. I moved lower, and she urged me down faster, the demanding wench.

Not wanting to stop my explorations of her with my hands, I sent out two smoky tendrils to wrap around her wrists.

“Wha—” Tansy looked with confusion as I moved her hands up and pinned them above her head. “Hey, that’s cheating.”

I chuckled. I could have as many hands as I wanted, and I planned on taking advantage of that. Then, just to show Tansy how much I was willing to cheat for her pleasure, I sent two more smoking appendages to wrap around her knees, pulling them open and pinning them in place. A final arm of smoke snaked up her throat and jaw. It prodded at her lips, forcing its way into her mouth to gag her.

I sat down on my heels and admired my handiwork, feasting my eyes on her perfection as she writhed against my smoky bonds. “Beautiful.”

Keep her. Keep her forever.

I shoved the pesky voice in my head aside. It didn’t know what it was talking about. A witch of her caliber would soon tire of a demon like me. She might not know her worth yet, but she’d learn it. Besides, she’d said she only wanted what I could give. So I’d give her everything I could while I had the chance. Worshipping her as she deserved. And nothing more.

Chapter 15

Tansy

Ihadbittenoffmore than I could chew. In a really, really awesome way.

Eamon crawled over me and crushed his lips over mine again, the smoky gag disappearing. When he kissed me, I could almost believe he was The One. That was a dream, of course. As he’d made sure to remind me, he was a demon. He wasn’t someone to stay around. That didn’t mean I wouldn’t enjoy him while I could.

As his tongue dueled with mine, I lost myself in the kiss, my arms and legs magically restrained. Despite telling him I only wanted what he could give, I couldn’t help but pretend this was something more. I couldn’t stop myself. Because it sure felt like something more. Something special.

He’d wedged his thigh between my open legs, and I rolled my hips, grinding my sex against the hard muscles. I moaned into his mouth at the friction on my clit, and I was sure my panties were completely soaked.

He moved lower again, retracing his earlier path down my throat and across my collarbone, leaving a line of reverent kisses. Lower and lower he went, down the swells of my breasts, giving each peak of my nipples a nibble until they hardened almost painfully. Then he continued down my belly, taking his sweet time.

“Please,” I whimpered. I needed him now. I was so needy I even tried using my magic to push him lower.

That earned me a wicked-sounding chuckle, but he did move lower. He tore the panties from my hips, tossing them aside, before covering the swollen nub of my clit with his mouth.

Magic streaked across my vision as he worked it expertly, rolling it between his lips and drawing tight circles over it with his tongue. I tossed my head from side to side on the pillow as he toyed with me, keeping me suspended on this side of sanity. Then he teased at my slit with a pair of fingers before pushing in.

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