Page 9 of Fated to the Demon

"What are you—?" I start, but my words are cut off by a gasp as he thrusts into me. The sensation is overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain that has me clutching at the smooth stone beneath us.

"You want this, Claudia," he growls, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through me. "You fucking need it."

I can't deny the truth in his words. There's a hunger inside me, a need that I never knew existed until he touched me, until he kissed me. It's like a fire burning deep within my core, and every thrust of his hips stokes the flames higher.

He's not gentle. He takes me with a demanding rhythm, his fingers digging into my flesh as he pulls me back onto him. The sound of our bodies meeting echoes through the chamber, a primal symphony that drowns out everything else.

I can feel him growing harder inside me, his body shifting, changing. I glance back over my shoulder and my breath hitches at the sight of him. His horns have emerged, curving back from his forehead like a crown of darkness. His eyes, one red and one blue, burn with an intensity that sends a shiver down my spine. This is his true form, raw and unbridled, and I'm taking all of him.

"Saturus," I moan, my voice barely recognizable. The pleasure is building again, a wave that threatens to consume me.

"That's it, Claudia," he pants, his voice strained. "Take me. Take all of me."

I'm adrift in a sea of sensation, waves of pleasure crashing over me, drowning out all coherent thought. "Saturus... I... you..." Words tumble from my lips, a jumbled mess of syllables that make no sense. I can't think, can't speak, can't do anything but feel.

His hands grip my hips, fingers digging into my flesh as he chases his own release. The sounds he makes are primal, growls and grunts that send shivers down my spine.

And then one hard thrust takes me over the edge. I scream out, pain and pleasure combining as my orgasm rips through my entire body from head to toe.

I'm limp, spent, unable to support my weight, my body boneless from the force of my climax. But he's not done with me yet.

He flips me onto my back, his eyes wild and hungry. I can see the beast in him, the demon clawing its way to the surface. His horns are fully extended now, casting eerie shadows on the wallsof the chamber. I should be scared, terrified even. But all I feel is lust, a deep, aching need that echoes his own.

He thrusts into me again and again, each movement more frantic than the last. His breath comes in ragged gasps, his body slick with sweat. I can feel his heart pounding in his chest, echoing my own racing pulse.

"Claudia," he growls, my name a curse and a prayer on his lips. I reach up, tracing the line of his jaw, the curve of his horn. His eyes meet mine, and I see the desperation in them, the raw, unbridled need.

I know he's close, can feel it in the tension of his body, the urgency of his movements. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him deeper, urging him on. His eyes widen, his breath hitches, and I know he, too, is about to fall over the edge.

My own eyes are heavy-lidded, my body sated and spent. But I watch him, watch as the pleasure takes him, as he loses himself in the same way I did. It's a heady feeling, knowing that I am doing this to him, that I am bringing this powerful demon to his knees.

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SATURUS

Her warmth envelops me as I thrust deeper, harder. The water splashes around us, echoing off the cavern walls. Claudia's legs tighten, pulling me closer. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, matching my own frenzied rhythm.

"Mine," I growl, nipping at her neck.

She whimpers, arching into me. The sound ignites something primal within. My fangs elongate, aching to sink into her flesh.

Power surges through me. It's time. With a final, forceful thrust, I roar my release. Magic pulses between us as I spill inside her, binding her to me for eternity.

Or so I thought.

Something's wrong. The energy rebounds, crackling against an invisible barrier. What the hell?

I pull back, staring into Claudia's dazed eyes. She blinks, confusion replacing the lust-filled haze.

"What... what's happening?" she murmurs.

I grip her shoulders, searching for answers. How is this possible? She shouldn't be able to resist my claim. Unless...

"You're already bound," I snarl, fury and frustration boiling beneath my skin. "Who? Which demon dares to interfere?"

Claudia shakes her head, fear creeping into her expression. "I don't understand. What do you mean, bound?"

I bare my fangs, barely containing my rage. Someone's marked her. Claimed her before I could. But who? And how did I not sense it earlier?

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