Page 20 of The Demon Who Loved Me

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MALAKAI

Evelyn stands in the doorway, watching me with soft eyes. I know my recovery has been hard on her, but I’m here and my strength is only growing.

I realize how much I need her and how deeply my love for her goes.

“Come over here,” I command in a low voice.

She obeys, crossing the room slowly and stopping at the side of the bed where I'm sitting.

I pull her closer and wrap a hand behind her head. My other hand wraps around her waist, pulling her in between my legs as I bring her face down to mine.

I kiss her deeply. The force of my emotions for her pour effortlessly into the kiss.

She gasps against me, moaning as I pull her into my lap. My hands cup her ass and rock her hips forward against my thickening cock.

“I love you,” I growl against her mouth.

She melts into the kiss, her hands coming up to cup my face. “I love you too,” she breathes, pulling back to look in my eyes.

With a smile, I flip her onto the bed.

Her body lands softly on the bed, the rustle of her skirt and the sound of fabric tearing filling the room. I don't care anymore. All that matters is having her, tasting her, feeling her. I lean over her, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand as I kiss my way down her neck, nipping and sucking at the soft skin there.

She gasps and arches into me, a sign of how much she needs this. My other hand slides up her thigh, pushing aside the fabric until it reaches her wet heat. She's so ready for me. A groan of desire escapes my lips as I spread her open and expose herself to my hungry gaze.

The smell of her arousal fills my nostrils, making my head spin. Desire courses through my body like lightning, making every nerve-ending fire.

As our lips finally part, revealing the flushed, swollen flesh of her mouth and the pleading look in her eyes, I feel a surge of desire course through my veins. It's as though every cell in my body has come to life with an electric pulse, awakening to the potential of what we're about to share.

My tongue darts out, tracing the line of her jaw, tasting the sweetness left behind by our kiss. She whimpers softly at my touch, arching into me with a need that mirrors my own.

"You taste fucking incredible," I mutter against her skin, my teeth grazing lightly as I nip at her earlobe. Her breath hitches and she shivers underneath me, the sound sending a rush of pleasure straight to my groin.

I trail more kisses down her throat, taking in the scent of her perfume mixed with her unique musk. It's intoxicating, driving me wild. With each passing second, the need grows stronger. I can't wait any longer.

With one swift motion, I pull off my pants and boxers, freeing my hardened cock from its confines. It springs up eagerly against my stomach as I position myself between her legs once more. My hands slide up her thighs once more and she gasps as they brush against her sensitive folds before sliding beneath them. Warmth envelops me instantly as she parts them wider for me.

The silky-smooth texture of her panties rubbing against my fingertips sends shivers down my spine as I push them aside finally exposing that perfect pink bud to my touch. It glistens with her arousal, begging for attention.

My tongue darts out and flicks over it teasingly while one hand cups her ass roughly before sliding lower to spread those sweet cheeks apart allowing access to every inch of heaven beneath them.

Her moans fill the room now, an echo of desire and submission intertwining into something so intense it could ignite a fire in the coldest heart. Her hips buck under mine in silent entreaty as I tease her entrance with gentle circles of my thumbs, begging for penetration but knowing better than to rush this moment.

The taste of her essence on my tongue sends sparks shooting through me like lightning strikes illuminating dark clouds on a stormy night. It's electrifying and addictive all at once. As I move lower still, parting those plump lips with my fingers revealing hidden treasures within... I hesitate just enough to savor this moment before diving in deeper with eager lips parted just enough for entry.

The first touch sends shockwaves through both our bodies, hers writhing underneath me in uncontrollable bliss while mine quivers under the weight of anticipation building within its confines.

I can't wait any longer. I need to be inside of her now. With one swift movement, I position myself at her entrance and thrust forward, burying myself inch by agonizing inch into her welcoming heat.

She cries out in pleasure beneath me, hips bucking up desperately for more. Her eyes are closed tightly as she savors the feeling of me stretching her inner walls, clenching around my shaft like a fist.

I begin to move inside of her, slowly at first but quickly picking up speed and intensity as we both lose ourselves in this moment. The creak of the bed frame echoes in the room along with our heavy breathing.

Each stroke sends waves of pleasure through both of us – hers audible in gasps and moans while mine is evident in low groans emanating from deep within my chest. The friction between our bodies creates an almost tangible electricity that crackles through the air around us.

As our hips meet in sync again and again, sweat begins to dot our foreheads and chests - a testament to how hard we're working towards our mutual release. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she meets every thrust with equal force, their sharp tips biting into my skin but only adding fuel to this fiery passion between us.

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