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“But then you won’t get any rest.”

“Technically, I don’t need any, remember?” I guided her to the bed and pushed her down onto it. “I know just the way to relax you. I’ll give you a back rub.”

I helped her out of her clothes and tossed them to the foot of the bed. Then, with her lying on her front, I straddled her and smoothed my hands over her shoulders.

She let out a low, soft moan as I worked on her muscles, kneading and rubbing the stress and tension of the day away. Her moan had effects on me that weren’t so relaxing, though.

In this position, my cock jutted out right over the crease of her ass. Unable to resist, I moved my hands down her back to grip the round globes. I slid my cock along the crease, enjoying the way my dark reddish member looked against her pale skin.

I grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her hips so that her ass was up and on full display. I grabbed her cheeks, pulling them apart so that the lips of her cunt fanned out in welcome. They glistened with a slight wetness, and I couldn’t stop myself.

I shuffled back so I could bury my face into her crotch. She inhaled sharply when I licked her everywhere, then formed a thick, slippery tongue to fuck her with.

“Oh god. Yes!” she whined into the mattress.

Soon, she was shoving back against my tongue and begging for more, and I moved to position myself at her entrance. I licked my lips as the sharp, ridged head disappeared inside her.

Fuck! That looked so good.

I decided to make my cock bigger and thicker. I added extra veins, ridges, and ribbing—all for her pleasure, of course. When it looked just this side of too big for her to handle, I made it just a bit bigger again. Only the head was in her, but she felt it.

She looked over her shoulder, biting her lower lip. “What are you—oh god.” She started to crawl forward.

I held her in place. “Be a good girl. Take all of me.”

I started to push into her. She was wet and slippery but very tight, and her body resisted me. She whimpered when I gripped her ass, holding her in place as I rocked my hips.

Little by little, my cock disappeared into her. I loved the way she stretched over every ridge and bump. By the time I was fullyseated in her, she was digging her nails into the mattress, her toes were curled, and her whole body was shaking.

“That’s a good girl.”

I pulled out until only my head was in her, then in one fluid motion thrust in again until I was buried to the hilt. She screamed, a shrill sound that echoed around the room.

Yes! That sound would never get old. I wanted, no needed, to make her scream like that every night from now until forever.

I fucked her in earnest, hammering into her, relishing each and every scream as they dissolved into sobs. Her silken walls squeezed and milked me as magic swirled around us, and I drank in her sexual energy. I drank until I was full, but she still had more to give. It was raw and addictive. Forget soma: this was the nectar of the gods.

My cock jerked violently as I slammed into her one last time. I emptied into her, jets of my hot seed bathing her channel. I held myself over her, for a moment wondering what it would be like if I chose to be fertile and Penny and I created life together.

I looked heavenward, surprised at the thought. I had made the decision long ago not to leave any progeny. I’d seen what happened to a woman left to raise a half-demon child alone. I would never do that to someone, especially not Penny.

I rolled to the side and tucked her into my arms. She was soft and pliant and very sleepy. That was my goal all along.

I kissed her head as I sent out a long demon limb to turn off the lights. Then I closed my eyes, held her in my arms, and waited for tomorrow.

Chapter 22

Penny

We sat in Griselda’scoffee shop with the blinds drawn and the door locked. The Witches Brew was closed every Monday to give Gigi a much-deserved day off.

Lily worked from home every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and she’d brought her laptop so she could look busy while she was here. She was adamant that figuring all this out for me was more important than troubleshooting code.

We had a lot on our plate today, and the first question was to figure out how they had gotten my location.

I retrieved my phone from the spelled bedside table and turned it on. It went through its usual processes, and I entered my passcode. But layered over the expected wallpaper, I got a pop-up asking if I wanted to turn on the GPS for some map app instead. There was a choice to deny or accept, but before I could choose, theAcceptbutton flashed, and the pop-up was gone.

“What the—”

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