Page 36 of The Demon's Queen

She obeys immediately, moaning when I palm her pussy and resume fucking her with my fingers. She’s ready enough that I won’t harm her, but only barely. Eve rocks back onto my fingers. “Fuck me. Now!”

The table isn’t tall enough to get her where I need her, so I lift her hips, taking her feet clean off the floor, and push into her. I have to work to get the head of my cock past her entrance. I pause, breathing hard. “You’re still too fucking tight.”

Eve wriggles her hips, though she has no leverage to do anything at all. “Then do something about it, Daddy.”

I work my way into her in short strokes. Her body gives way to mine a little at a time, her wetness making everything smoother. My earlier orgasm grants me a little more control this time, but watching her ass jiggle threatens to undo me. “You take me so sweetly.”

Eve pants and shakes. “Fuck me, Daddy.”

“Eve.” I lean down and nip her shoulder as I press all the way into her. “So fucking greedy.”

“Yes,” she moans. “You feel so good.”

I’m rapidly losing the ability to speak.Gooddoesn’t begin to cover it. This is bliss. This is beyond comprehension. This islove.

“Don’t stop.” Her head falls forward, baring the back of her neck.

I kiss her there as I fuck her slowly, withdrawing almost completely and then thrusting forward again. “I won’t stop. Not until you’re coming for me.” It takes me a few tries to find the exact angle that makes her whimper and shriek, but once I do, I don’t let up. I want to feel my woman come around my cock. She may hate me in the morning, might hate me right fucking now, but she’s begging me not to stop, so I’ll be damned if I don’t give her exactly what she needs.

And then she’s orgasming, her pussy pulsing around my cock and dragging me right over the edge with her. I grind into her as I finish. Gods, I love this woman. Even in this moment, I know better than to say it, but the emotion rolls over me, so strong that I could weep from it.

Things are a bit of a blur after that. I carry Eve into my room, somehow manage a shower, and then we collapse in bed. I think that might be it for the night, but she turns in my arms and kisses my throat. “Azazel?”

I’m instantly hard at the needy tone in her voice. “Yeah, baby?”

She rubs my cock with the heel of her palm. “You promised to kiss me better if I was sore.”

Fuck, the things she does to me with that bratty tone of voice. “You’re tired,” I murmur as I reach behind me for the balm. “You should be asleep.”

“You’re right.” She squeezes just beneath the head of my cock. “I know just the thing to get me there.”

I want to be able to simply enjoy this or even to pretend that this is how it could always be with me and Eve. Her in my bed. Sex and jokes and conversations andus. I know better.

Nothing has changed for her. She’s been honest with me from the start, her anger completely understandable. She may very well not forgive me. But if this is all she’ll allow me to give her, then this is exactly what I’ll do. I tug her leg up over my hip.After dipping my finger into the balm, I press it into her. “How’s this to start?”

She shivers in my arms. “Pretty solid. But I have a better idea.”

Eve pushes on my shoulders, and I allow her to guide me onto my back. She nabs the balm and smears a generous amount on my cock. I freeze. “Eve, that’s not how it’s meant to be used.” I have nothing to heal, but that doesn’t stop the balm from trying. A tingling radiates through my cock, making me hard enough that it’s painful.Fuck.

“I know.” She grins. “But can’t hurt to try.” She tugs me up to sit and grinds against my length. “Unless you want me to stop?”

“You know I don’t.”

“Thought not.” She positions my cock at her entrance and sinks onto me. It’s easier this time, though she still has to work for it, wedging me deeper and deeper until I’m sheathed to the hilt. Eve’s eyes flutter closed. “I was right. Your cock really is ruinous.”

It’s so damned hard to focus with her clenched tight around me. “Do you need to?—”

She keeps talking right over me. “How am I supposed to fuck other people when I’ve had you like this, Daddy? How am I supposed to want to?” There’s something in her tone, something soft and sweet and aching.

I cup her face. Maybe this is the most honest we’ll ever be with each other. “Do you want to keep fucking other people?” She may be the only one for me, but I’m well aware that I wasn’t her only client. A possessive part of me always ached knowing she’d be with others the way she was with me, but the thing that irked me the most was the fact that I was just another client to her. She was never truly mine, even if I was hers.

Eve’s lower lip trembles before she firms it. “I don’t know,” she whispers. “I won’t pretend I didn’t enjoy my work, but it was... work.”

I don’t know what to say to that. Even if I did, now’s hardly the right time for this conversation. I sit up and wrap my arms around her as she starts to ride me. No matter what else this time brings, I can’t regret it, because she’s here with me. At least for now. To chase the thoughts from my head, I kiss her. Better to lose myself in the moment, in her, than to worry about what comes next.

Eve doesn’t pick up her pace. She slides her hands up my chest and grabs my horns, using the leverage to angle my head back and drag her mouth over my throat. “Azazel?” Her voice is a demand for more. “I’m almost there.”

I grip her hips and guide her to grind harder, working her clit against my stomach. “I’ve got you.”

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