Page 19 of My Demon Mate

Or maybe that’s not it at all. Maybe I was really waiting for Raven.

As I crawl over him in bed, straddling his lap, I wonder what he looks like when he’s in his demon form. The one he chose as a human is hot as fuck, his dark features and sexy body drawing me in like a moth to a flame. I find it a little odd that his eyes are black, no other color to differentiate from iris and pupil, but it’s not unattractive. It gives him a dark, irresistible air that is incredibly attractive.

Raven’s strong hands grip my thighs, rubbing up and down and squeezing gently.

A thought pops into my head. “Do you have horns? When you don’t look like this?” I wave my hand up and down his body.

His dark chuckle has my hips moving without a command to my brain, grinding down on him as an honest to goodness purr leaves my lips. For an inexperienced virgin, I sure am finding my footing when it comes to Raven. “Yes, I do. Though, they curl behind my ears. Not the horns you humans insist upon drawing Lucifer with.” He rolls his eyes in mock outrage and I chuckle.

“So Lucifer is real?”

“Of course he is,” Raven scoffs with a grin. “Who do you think rules the underworld? But it’s not the Lucifer you picture, just as we’re not the demons you think. Angels and demons both are capable of great evil, just as they are capable of great love. Demons just happen to be born in hell.”

It’s hard for me to wrap my mind around, but I don’t question it. Why would I? I’m Raven’s, having been promised to him for hundreds of years. Bellyaching about it won’t change that. “Can I see them?” I ask, getting back to his horns.

“Sure, baby.”

Raven closes his eyes and mutters a few words in a language I don’t understand. It’s almost like his face blurs, but that’s not it. His features stay the same, but a haze appears around his head. When next I blink, his horns are there. I’m not sure how they appeared without me noticing, but here they are.

They’re gorgeous. Black with red and gold stripes encircling them. The gold is deep, almost flickering in the light streaming through the curtains. The red is mesmerizing, appearing to move where the faint lights hits them. His horns are thick, about the size of my wrist, and like he said, they curl behind his ears. The tips are rounded, not sharp like I expected.

With shaky hands, I reach up to touch one. I gasp when my fingers comes in contact with his horn. I expected it to be rock hard—and it is—but it’s also smooth and almost pliant. I wrap my hand around it, rubbing it to feel the texture. Raven bucks under me, gripping my hips tightly. His hard cock brushes against my ass cheeks, cozying itself between my crease. I stop rubbing and look at him, eyes wide. “That felt … good?”

Raven rolls his hips, eyes darkening further as he nods. “You are my mate, so your touch will cause a more visceral reaction when you touch my horns.”

“Are they sensitive?” Slowly, I move my hand up and down, dragging my fingers lightly over the smooth surface.

He grunts, thrusting up into me as he holds me tight. “Yes. Even more so because it is you.” He lets me continue for another minute or so, his panting loud in the room as he undulates under my ass. His shaft is rock hard, unyielding against my crack. Raven watches me with parted lips, his breathing coming out choppy as I continue to work his horn.

Suddenly, Raven’s hand clamps over my wrist, stopping me from stroking the base of his horn close to his hair. “You need to stop. I cannot control myself much longer.”

Swallowing roughly, I decided to jump off the cliff. Raven already said we were mates, so why not make it official? I don’t want to wait any longer to feel him inside me. “Then don’t.”

Raven’s dark eyes lock on mine as he licks his lips. His voice is gruff and sexed out when he asks, “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying … I’m ready. For you. I want you to claim me. Mate me.”

The world spins and I’m flipped to my back with Raven on top of me, his mouth landing heavily on mine before I can regain my bearings. His lips are hot, tasting and seeking as I do the same to him. My hands drift up, one hand threaded through his lush, silky hair, the other wrapped around one of his horns. His husky groan vibrates through my mouth, and I arch into him, loving how needy he sounds when I touch him there. Raven’s lips move with more urgency, our tongues dancing together. His hot, slick mouth takes mine over and over until I’m nearly boneless.

His hand slides under me to my crease to put pressure on my hole through my underwear. I gasp as he rubs over my pucker, the feeling of his hands down there making my heart kick up, beating a frantic rhythm. His finger glides over my briefs, the material giving me unbelievable friction against my entrance. I fear I’ll combust if he plays with me much longer.

Pulling his mouth from mine, Raven kisses along my cheek until he gets to my ear. He draws the lobe into his mouth, making me tremble and moan. A soft, unexpected gasp bursts from my throat when Raven nibbles on the flesh, the sharp bite of pain sending a jolt down my spine. Who’d have thought pain would turn me on so much?

“Do not be scared, Everest,” Raven whispers in a deep, gravelly voice that makes my toes curl and my back arch off the bed. “I will never hurt you.”

Shakily, I say, “I know. Please, Raven. I want you so bad.”

Raven’s lips map out my body, kissing from my ear to my neck. I couldn’t hold still if I wanted to, the pleasure from his soft lips almost making me come apart at the seams. I twist and writhe under him, wanting more, needing more. His teeth nip at my skin and I moan a curse, trying to rub my cock against him for some friction. If he doesn’t touch me there soon, I think I’ll cry.

I don’t have on a shirt, so he has easy access to my nipples, laving them with his thick tongue. With the hand that’s not gently teasing my hole, he tweaks the other nipple with his thumb and forefinger. Fuck, the teasing feels good. Feels out of this fucking world. Still, all I want is for him to take me, give me his cock so I can feel all of him, not just what his mouth and hands can do.

“I will take care of you, baby,” Raven murmurs, his words reverberating through my chest, going straight to my heart. “Hold still, and I will make you feel good.”

God, I don’t know why his formal way of speaking turns me on so much.

Listening to Raven, I stop trying to thrust against him and just absorb the sensations running through my body. It’s like a current under my skin—everywhere Raven kisses and touches me sends a live wire of awareness and lust through my system. He growls his approval, sucking on my skin hard enough to leave marks. I can’t wait to see them when we’re done.

When he gets to my briefs, Raven hooks his fingers inside and drags them down my legs. Since Raven has already seen me naked, I push past my shyness and move my hands above my head, giving him an unobstructed view of my body. My nipples pebble and my cock twitches under his attention. The lust in Raven’s gaze threatens to undo me.

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