Page 100 of The Princess and the Demon

The sight is nearly enough to make me come right then, but I steel myself, returning my attention back to the glorious mound at the apex of her legs.

She pulls on my horns, adjusting my mouth over the most sensitive part of her, and I oblige, pulling her clit between my lips gently.

She cries out, lifting her hips against my mouth.

Her heat surrounds me, and I reach up with a clawed finger to run the pad over her folds. Fresh heat floods my fingers, and I adjust to stick the tip of my finger into my mouth. Her essence blooms across my tongue, and I groan as I bite the tip of my claw off, leaving a blunt nail.

I return the tip of my finger to her entrance, pressing it into her slowly.

Her breath comes in soft pants, and her hands leave my horns to fist in the furs beside her. The loss is noticeable, but I listen to her body, stroking her insides with my finger as I take her clit into my mouth again.

She trembles, her walls fluttering around my digit.

I can tell she’s close, and I hum against her core.

“Come for me, my dove.”

Her body stiffens against the bed, and I growl as she arches beneath me, crying out her release.

I push away from her, kicking off my boots as I fumble with the buckle of my belt. I toss it to the ground, fighting with my pants before those too lay forgotten on the ground.

She looks up at me, her eyes widening as they fall to my cock.

Fear passes over her features momentarily before she reaches down to kick her undergarment off, letting them fall to the side of the bed.

She reaches for me, and I crawl back onto the bed, settling myself over her. I lace my fingers with hers, raising her hands above her head as I press myself against her entrance.

She gasps, her eyes locked on mine.

I lean down, brushing my lips over hers as I work myself into her heat gently.

God above she is so tight, and I have to steel myself.

She adjusts to the tip of me, but when I hit resistance she stiffens beneath me.

I lower my lips to her neck before brushing them over her ear.

“You are mine, Elora.”

The words come out on a growl as I push forward past the barrier of her virginity.

She gasps, squeezing her eyes shut as I push myself into her completely.

I pause, gritting my teeth as I will myself to stop. She rakes her nails down my arms as I brush my lips over her ear to trail hot kisses over her neck.

I lift her hand to my lips, running them over her fingers, her knuckles, her palm. Gently, I raise her arm, willing her to wrap it around me. She does, wrapping her other arm around me as well, and I begin to move within her gently.

A soft moan escapes her, and I feel fresh heat pool within her, coating my length and making it easy for me to pull out before I push back into her.

“Amon…” She breaths as she digs her nails into my back. I growl as I push into her again, pausing to grind my hips against her.

A moan escapes her lips, and I do it again, pulling out before pushing back in to grind my hips against hers.

Her head falls back, and her body arches beneath me.

I run a hand down to wrap it around a thigh, lifting her leg to wrap it around my hips. She does the same with the other, changing the angle. The next time I push into her I let out a moan as she clenches around me.

“Elora…” I growl, pausing before quickening my pace. I pound into her, burying my face into her neck. She arches beneath me, matching my thrusts. Pressure builds at the base of my spine, and I lean back to look down at her.

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