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I moaned at the fullness and rolled my hips, silently begging him to move. He thrust into me as his magical mouth continued its assault on my clit. The pleasure grew, and my body wound tighter and tighter. Eamon curled his fingers inside me and beckoned in acome hithermovement, and I screamed. My sex clenched around his fingers as pleasure flooded my body.
Instead of covering me like I wanted him to, Eamon sat back on his heels instead, his monstrous cock jutting out in front of him. He could make himself any way he wanted, so of course he’d form a giant, veiny one with ridges. It was darker and redder than the rest of him. Maybe too big; I wasn’t sure if I could handle that.
It was, however, a beautiful cock. Licking my lips, I tried to reach for it, only to realize my hands were still pinned to the mattress.
Eamon grinned evilly, looking just like the demon he was. “I’m not done yet.”
A smoky arm snaked up my inner thigh. Eamon watched it intently, his eyes glowing with lust as it teased at my opening, which was wet and ready from his fingers. It parted my lips and delved inside.
Eamon licked his lips as he watched it fuck me. I wondered what he saw. The shadowy limbs were translucent. Was he watching it spread me open? The idea gave me a thrill. Then the limb grew, and I pulled against my restraints.
“Oh god.” I inhaled sharply, not ready for how large it was.
It fucked me slowly, growing a little larger with each stroke until it was almost painful. I panted and writhed on the mattress, unsure if I could take any more. Eamon watched intently, his lips pulled up on one side, enjoying the show as it twisted and pumped inside me. My whole body shook from the intense sensations.
He crawled over me, and the limb holding my right wrist down to the mattress moved, guiding my hand to his bobbing erection. The skin was smooth and soft, like buttery leather stretched over a solid metal bar. It pulsed in my hand as I explored.
I wanted it. I needed it inside me.
Eamon grunted as I jerked him off, my fingers gliding over the veiny shaft. Then my hands were pulled away and pinned to the pillow next to my head. His muscular body caged mine as he reached down and lined us up.
For a moment, I thought he was going to push in with his smoky limb still penetrating me. I struggled against him, but my fears were allayed when the ghostly appendage pulled out.
“We can try that another time,” he murmured hoarsely into my ear. “We’ll try everything, and you’ll love all of it.”
He thrust in with his cock. Not a sound came from my lips, since he covered them and swallowed my scream. The fit was tight, but he moved anyway, forcing my body to take him. I felt every vein and ridge. He thrust into me with long firm strokes that took away my ability to think.
The shadowy hands released mine, and I dug my fingers into his arms, holding on lest I lose myself forever. On the boundary between pleasure and pain, my body climbed higher and higher until I teetered on the precipice.
When I fell, ecstasy had me screaming his name. The coils of pleasure that had wound so tightly around me broke, flooding my senses and the blanket fort with sparkling magic. I was in another world, one made only of bliss. The air shimmered and sparkled around us like a symphony of fireworks.
Eamon roared his release and collapsed over me. Even as he rolled to lie next to me on the mattress and pulled me into his arms, the magical display continued around us.
I reached my hand to the bloom of light and colors, only to realize that I was glowing. I gasped. Eamon took my hand in his, and he was glowing too.
“This is all you, little witch.”
I lay there in his arms and enjoyed the rest of the light show. When there were only a few sparks left, dancing like fireflies, I said, “I never thought I’d be getting frisky with a demon under a blanket fort. It was memorable. That’s for sure. The sex and the location.”
“I’m always memorable,” Eamon said with a rumbling chuckle.
Ugh. It was disgusting how sure he was of himself.
“The fort that lust built helped.”
“What?” I asked.
“It’s one step before the house that love built.”
“I see.” Did I? Was it bad that, now that I’d had a taste of my dusky demon, I wanted the house and not just the fort?
“Don’t take it too lightly. You’re the first woman I’ve ever built a blanket fort for,” he said, as if he were telling me something ultra-important.
I gasped, feigning shock. “You don’t say! Well then, I’m flattered.” I said the words in jest, but I really was flattered. I guessed it didn’t take much to charm me after my shitty experience with the people who were supposed to care for me.
I yawned.
“Now, get some shut-eye, woman. I’ll be here protecting you.”
