Page 35 of My Demon Charming

Yes!

Lucian slowly blinks, a look of nirvana on his face. His lips curve into a smile, and I push the tip farther inside him. Slowly at first, but soon, I match his thrusts inside me, and we fuck each other in unison.

The pleasure of having him inside me is only outmatched by the sensation circling my suckers as they rub against Lucian’s prostate. It’s like they can absorb his desires and emotions and give them back to me tenfold.

Or maybe it’s just what having tentacles feels like.

If this is what it’s like, I don’t think I want any other eldritch monster in my bed.

But then again…

Who knows what other monsters can possess me and how good they’ll feel.

Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll take good care of you. Both of you.

The reassurance only drives me deeper into Lucian and further into bliss as desire claws at my stomach, desperate to get out.

I pull back from the kiss and look into Lucian’s eyes. I let go.

My load shoots out of me at the same time Lucian’s fills me with his heat, and we set each other’s bodies on fire.

Literal fire bursts through Lucian and wraps around us both. But I’m an eldritch witch. His fire can’t hurt me. Instead, it licks my skin with its sweet decadence, and as Lucian sets us back down on the bed, I melt into a puddle.

“That…was…” I start.

I slide my tentacle out of him but keep him inside me.

“It was,” he rumbles in my ear.

His wings cover us like blankets as the tentacles withdraw into my body. I inhale. Exhale. Shivers cover my body with each breath.

Until next time, sweetheart.

The monster retreats to its dimension, and I’m left cold and vulnerable. But it’s okay.

Lucian hugs me close. His kisses pepper my neck and face.

“I’ve never felt so wanted,” I tell him because it’s true.

He smiles and kisses my mouth.

“I’ve never felt so alive,” he replies.

I know he means it. I know he does because I do too. Because that’s exactly how I feel. Alive, strong, and free.

“I love you, Lucian. Is that too weird to say?”

“Weird? Why would it be weird?”

I shrug.

“Because we just met.”

He brings his hand up to my face and caresses my cheek.

“My darling boy, we may have just met, but our souls? They’ve known each other for millennia.”

I trap my tongue between my lips and tease his.

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