Page 61 of Virgil's Demons

"I'm going to slide it in deep," I pushed my hand in deep, and then slid it out slowly as I licked at her.

"Please, Virgil," she shuddered.

I continued to tease her, sliding my hand beneath her long tee-shirt and twisting those pretty nipples, pulling at them until she was humping at the air, my tongue sliding between her folds, tasting her, savoring the way she responds to me. Her moans grow louder, her hands gripping my hair as she rocks her hips against my mouth.

She was close. I could feel it in the way her body trembled, in the way her breaths came in ragged gasps. I slid two fingers inside her, curling them just right, and I relished her screams. Her body tightened around me she came for me.

I didn't stop. I didn't want to. I kept my fingers moving, my mouth working her clit, drawing out her pleasure until she was gasping for breath, her body shaking beneath me.

With one last suck of her clit, I pulled away, smiling at her whimpers.

"Oh I'm not done with you yet," I murmure as I slowly crawl back up her body. I was naked for her, I preferred sleeping that way beside her. And she loved it, as she had easy access to every single part of me.

I slid the tee-shirt slowly off her, leaving hot, wet kisses as I went. Making sure my bite marks were left on her breasts. When I got to her mouth I lingered, letting my tongue lap at her first. The kiss quickly became urgent. I needed her desperately, fiercely. My hands roam her body, slipping beneath the thin fabric of her shirt, feeling the heat of her skin against mine. She gasps, her body arching into me, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulls me closer.

Our mouths collide, and everything else fades away. The fear, the warnings, the darkness—it's all gone. All that exists is this moment, the feel of her beneath me, the taste of her lips, the way her body responds to mine.

"Virgil," she breathes, her voice shuddering, her hands gripping my shoulders as she pulls me down to her.

I lower myself over her, my mouth trailing kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, down to her breasts. I take one nipple into my mouth, sucking gently, and she gasps, her body arching beneath me, her hands fisting in the sheets.

I moved over her, kissing her deeply as I positioned myself between her legs. My cock is hard and dripping with cream for her.

"I need you," she hummed as she wrapped her thighs around my waist, pulling me closer, her body arching as I slid into her, filling her completely.

The sensation is overwhelming, the tight heat of her body gripping me, drawing me deeper. I let out a deep groan from the pleasure, my hands gripping her hips as I begin to move, slow at first, savoring the feel of her, the way she clenches her tight pussy around my cock.

But soon, the need becomes too much, and I quicken my pace, thrusting into her harder, faster. She meets me with equal fervor, her nails digging into my back, her moans loud and desperate as she clings to me.

"You're such a good girl," I groan as I bury my face in her neck as I'm on the edge of losing control.

"You feel so good inside me, baby," she murmured, lost in the pleasure.

I could feel her pussy tightening around me, her orgasm building again, and I pushed her over the edge, thrusting into her harder, deeper, until she shattered around me, her pussy convulsing in pleasure.

I followed her, my release hitting me with a force that left me breathless, my body shaking as my cock exploded inside of her. We shuddered, our bodies grinding against one another as the waves of pleasure subsided.

This was my favorite part. The aftermath as I collapsed beside her, pulling her into my arms. Our bodies still tangled together as our heartbeats slowly evened out.

And then, in the quiet of the night, she whispered, "I'm pregnant."

My heart stopped and I pulled back to look at her. "I know," I uttered.

"What? How could you possibly have known?"

I smiled. "Let's just say an angel told me so."

"I can't with you," she shook her head and I chuckled.

I press my lips to hers, my heart swelling with love, fear, hope, and everything in between. She was carrying my child, our child, and no matter what happened in our future, I was ready to protect them both with everything I had left in me.

"I love you," I whisper against her lips, my voice thick with emotion.

"I love you too," she murmured back, her hand resting on her stomach, a soft smile playing on her lips.

EPILOGUE TWO

GRACE

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