“No fire,” I repeat with a laugh. “That is just a tale to make humans afraid of our home. It is warm there, but not because of any flames. It is just how we like it, so it is made so. Trust me, the only thing that will be a surprise to you is our … exhibitionism.” I smile at Everest raised eyebrow, but he does not ask me any questions.
After dinner, I tell Everest he can take a shower before bed. “Want to take one with me?” he asks shyly.
“I thought you’d never ask,” I answer huskily, grabbing him under his ass and hoisting him into my arms. I love how he feels when I carry him, light and warm, pressing himself against my chest like he never wants to leave.
When we get to the shower, I undress him, reveling in every inch of skin that is revealed. He is so beautiful, his slim, tanned body looking so edible. Every part of him is calling out to me, begging me to touch him and kiss him. But I tamp my desire down and focus on getting him under the water so I can wash him before bed.
I strip off quickly and Everest’s eyes grow wide when I drop my underwear. “Oh my,” he whispers as he stares at my dick.
“Do not worry,” I whisper to put him at ease, kissing him gently on the neck. “Your body belongs to me, so it will accommodate to my size. Besides, in my real form, I am much bigger.” At my words, Everest’s cock lengthens against my leg. His cock is about average but pretty thick. It flushes red as it bobs in the balmy air of the steamy bathroom. He will feel good in my mouth when I swallow him down.
“How much bigger?” he asks as he looks up at me.
“About four more inches and a little thicker.” Everest gulps. “Like I said, your body will adjust to take me. You will not be in any pain. I will always take care of you.”
“I believe you.” Everest climbs under the shower spray, tipping his head back. After I step in, I grab the shampoo and wash his hair gently. He moans, eyes squeezed shut as he holds onto me. “You’re so big.” He giggles softly. “Your body, not just your dick.”
I bark a laugh as I rinse the shampoo from his hair. “This body is six-five. I am over seven feet when I am in my demon form. Every part of me is bigger, baby.”
“It’s hard for me to even fathom that height. Do you look like a human in appearance when in your demon form or…”
Turning him around, I grab the body wash and cloth, washing his body. “No. My skin is a deep red with gold stripes. They are embedded in my skin, signaling I am the child of a greater demon. My father is more gold than red, the colors perfectly blending, signaling his position as a greater demon.” I lower myself to my knees in front of him so I can wash his legs. His cock is right in my face, but I resist the urge to open my mouth and suck him down. I will not take him in any way until he gives me permission.
“What other colors are there?” Everest lifts his foot so I can wash it.
“Other demons that are not greater demons or children of greater demons are usually a magenta red. Some have black stripes—those are demons that live on the fifth dimension. But most have a solid color.”
After I am sure he is clean, I drag a rag with the body wash Everest picked out over my body, not being as gentle with my body as I was with his. Shutting off the water, I help him out and dry him thoroughly. I do the same to myself, then get Everest in a set of brand new pajamas. We climb into bed, Everest practically on top of me. I would not have him any other way.
“Are you comfortable?” I ask, pulling the blanket higher on him in case he is cold.
“Fine.” He lifts his head and looks down at me with a wide smile. “You’re nice for a demon. Is that normal?”
“Make no mistake,” I tell him seriously, “I am not. I am nice to you because you are my mate and I would never hurt you. But to everyone else, especially those that have wronged you, I do not give a fuck about them and will show them no mercy. I am as deadly as they come, baby. I am a demon, after all.”
To my surprise, Everest leans forward and kisses me. He is taking all this in stride. “I’m glad you’re only nice to me. Makes me feel special.”
“You are, baby. So special.” I frame his face with my hands. “You may not be ready to mate yet, but can I touch you? Bring you pleasure? I will be gentle.”
He nods quickly, though he looks nervous. “Anything you want.”
“I want you to want it too.”
He smiles sweetly, placing his small, soft hand to my face. “I do.”
I roll him to his back, sliding between his legs. I slot our bodies together, my cock already hard from him lying on top of me.
Reaching for his pants, I ask, “May I?” I want to confirm his consent before I strip him naked since he is new to all this. He nods as he look at me with wide eyes.
I make quick work of taking his new pajamas off, wanting to feel his heated skin against me. His dick presses into my belly, leaking precome from his tip. I grab it, stroking gently as I surge up to kiss him.
Everest moans as my tongue glides into his wet mouth, his hands flying to my shoulders, squeezing me as I tug on his cock. I kiss him hard as I thumb over his cockhead, collecting some of his precome to use as lube to slicken the movement of my hand. Everest’s back bows, pushing into my fist with urgency. I smile against his lips, loving how responsive he is to this simple touch. When I finally have him, he will go wild. I cannot fucking wait.
Collecting my own length in hand, I hold our shafts together, pumping us off slowly, loving the sharp inhales and soft moans emitting from Everest. His faint mewls drift through our kiss, lighting me up as I make him fly high. I grasp him tighter, thrusting against him as I kiss him with abandon. My hand moves faster and Everest’s small moans are a dead giveaway just how good my touch makes him feel.
Pulling my mouth away, I look down at him, enjoying the look of pleasure and surprise on his face. His flushed cheeks and kiss swollen lips are a beautiful sight. The column of his throat bobs with every rough swallow, every harsh breath, every delighted groan. He opens his eyes and they lock with mine. His pupils are so blown, I can only see black. The look of surprise and ecstasy turns me on more, spurring me to push him over the edge, to show him just how good it feels to fall off that cliff without a parachute.
“Raven,” he whispers, taking his bottom lip between his teeth and biting down hard enough to leave behind impressions.