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Her entire body shook in pleasure, and even though she was on her hands and knees, she couldn’t support herself. She fell face first into the soft bedding as climax hit her so hard that she saw stars behind her closed eyes.

But the demon wasn’t done with her.

His tongue continued to swipe at her core, making her moan and shudder with aftershocks. Slowly, the heat of his mouth began to move.

She felt his mouth traveling on her back as the demon’s large arm once again slid under her stomach and pulled her up on her hands and knees.

This time, his hand cupped her breast while his other hand moved between her legs. She automatically tried to close her legs.

“Let me in, wife,” he commanded into her ear.

Her quivering legs parted, and she let out a gasp when he slid the tip of his finger into her.

“Fuck, you are so tight,” he rasped.

His finger was thick, and it caused ripples of pleasure as he slowly slid it in and out. His other hand that held her breast matched the rhythm against her nipple.

“Rudra…” she moaned, unable to focus on one source of pleasure. A sob escaped her as the ripples grew in size, leaving her entire body throbbing in pleasure.

Soon, she screamed as climax hit her.

She was about to collapse, but the demon’s large hand held her up again.

His palm moved to her other breast, and he slid his finger deeper between her legs. Feeling overstimulated with pleasure, she tried to escape his hold, but he held her in place.

“I can’t,” she gasped.

“You can. Come for me, wife,” he commanded, his voice deep and raspy.

She cried out as her body obeyed his order and shook in another climax.

This time, he let her collapse. But only for him to turn her.

His grey eyes burned fiercely in desire as he looked at her. He touched her and ran his large, calloused palms over her quivering body.

“Please,” she begged.

She didn’t know if she was begging him to take her or begging him to stop the passionate onslaught.

But her back arched automatically when his mouth fell on her breast, and his hands slipped between her legs.

“Rudra!”

She cried out as her hands dug into his hair, and his mouth and fingers created havoc.

Soon, her voice turned hoarse, and she lost count of how many times she climaxed. It was sometime in the early hours when the demon got her off yet again with his mouth that she fell into an exhausted sleep.

CHAPTER 33

She was woken up with a warm touch on her upper arm.

She groaned.

“I can’t,” she said, her body buzzing with overstimulation. She felt exhausted and wrung out with passion.

“You can and you will, wife,” the demon said. “But not right now.”

The musky sandalwood smell tingled her nose, and she felt her body respond to the warm touch even though she was exhausted.

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