Page 44 of Claiming a Demon

That seemed to surprise him, and Zach froze in my lap, his eyes wide. “What?”

Him stopping was like torture and I couldn’t answer him right away. I yanked him against me, rolling him underneath me, and thrust hard, groaning in bliss. Zach’s fingers dug into my shoulders, his legs wrapping around my waist. I couldn’t answer him with my words, but I could answer him with my body, surrounding him while I rocked into him. He moaned, grinding down, trying to get me to move faster. I refused, wanting this to last forever.

He only let me keep control for so long before his feet dug into my ass, demanding I pick up the pace. Our skin slapped together, my body lowered, so I was touching every inch of him I could.

“Mal! Mal! Oh god! Harder! More!”

I growled, giving him everything he wanted and more. I had no idea how I’d lasted as long as I had, the pleasure so overwhelming I couldn’t see straight. It was only Zach’s words and the tightening of his legs that guided me. I was so close I couldn't breathe right.

“Zach… please…”

“S-Say it again. I need–” He gasped, throwing his head back as his body arched beneath me. His ass tightened around me, and I knew he was close. I wasn’t willing to leave him wanting though, so I forced myself to speak around groans.

“I love you. I love you. Oh fuck, I can’t–”

I tried and failed to hold back my release, letting out a roar as the explosion of ecstasy ripped through me. I was beyond grateful that Zach was seconds behind me, his cry loud enough to hear over the pounding in my ears. The tight squeeze of his ass only drew it out until I couldn’t see straight. I collapsed heavily on top of him, knowing I was squishing him, but too blissed out to move right away. Zach didn’t seem to be in any more of a rush than I was, his arms snaking around my neck and hugging me tightly.

“I love you too.”

* * *

We were wrapped around each other, cleaned up and ready for bed, when a familiar smoke filled the room. My heart stuttered, and I was hesitant as I drew the communication crystal from where I’d stored it in my pocket earlier. My heart pounded in my ears as I stared at it, beyond afraid of what the message might say.

“You never told me what that was.”

Desperate for anything to stall me from hearing the worst, I answered him. “It’s how we communicate between realms. They haven’t figured out yet how to get cell signal between realms. We can use cell phones in the Other Realm, but not between realms. I know by the color who sent me the message. It’s Myra.”

Zach cupped my hand, bringing it closer to me. “Answer it. I’m right here.”

Nodding once, I whispered my name, letting the message play.

“Malakai! He’s awake! Get over here!” Myra screeched.

My heart leapt in my chest and I launched upright, my eyes wide. When I whipped my head around to Zach, he beamed at me.

“Well? What are we waiting for? Let’s go!”

With a breathless laugh, I tore out of bed, dragging Zach with me. We waited only long enough to pull some clothes on before I scooped Zach into my arms. I hesitated for a second, worried Zach’s stomach couldn’t handle it, but he shook my shoulder with a grin.

“I’m fine! Go!”

Smiling brightly, I did as he asked, teleporting us to the transportation tunnel. Since it was so late, there was no line and we tore through the tunnel without waiting. I teleported again on the other side, dropping us right outside the facility. You couldn’t teleport inside, that could be dangerous, but luckily it wasn’t so big that we had to go far. Zach raced ahead of me, but his legs were way shorter than mine and I quickly overtook him. I grabbed his hand, dragging him along, and we were both breathless when we skidded to a stop outside my dad’s room. My sisters were all there, smiling, crying, and hugging each other. Vienna waved me inside, hugging me tightly when I tried to go past her. I hugged her back, but I couldn’t stay still for long. I had to see him.

I held my breath, stepping into the room, and nearly burst into tears with relief when I saw him sitting up in bed. He looked so much better. He had weight to gain, for sure, but his color was back, his eyes open, and a familiar smirk on his face.

“Dad.”

He turned to me, the smirk growing into a bright smile. “Kai. You came.”

“Of course, I did. How are you? How do you feel?”

He hummed, tipping his head back and forth. “A little weak, but they said that’s normal. I’ll need some physical therapy, but I’ll be back in the kitchen in no time.”

The hope building in my chest was almost suffocating. I didn’t know what to do about it. Only Zach’s comforting hand on my back kept me steady. I shuffled closer, moving to stand beside him.

“So… Does that mean–”

Mom nodded, giving Dad a tearful smile before looking back at me. “Healer Malatesta says he’s gotten past the worst of it. A few more sessions and he’ll be all better. He’s going to be okay.”

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