Page 34 of The Female

I shrug, smirking despite the pain that still courses through every inch of my body.

“I’m the one in charge here,” I remind him, tightening the straps for dramatic effect.

There’s a burst of energy as Aziel releases the full extent of his power, the silent threat heard loud and clear. He could easily break through the straps if he wanted. My shoulders roll forward as I remove the bonds, but I also take the clothing from Charlie and Aziel in a last-ditch effort to seduce him. I’m so hungry.

All I want him to do is cum.

Aziel turns away from me as he takes notice of his now-naked state, his arousal spiking as Charlie rubs her bare body against his. She moans, her movements timid and shy in the way I know they’d be in real life.

She’s submissive. Aziel will love her.

His jaw clenches as she touches him, his breath choppy as he grabs her hips and sets her on his desk. He’s on his feet the moment she’s out of his lap, his body distanced from hers as he settles his glare on me once more.

I hang my head in defeat as he holds her at arm’s length, my body practically curling in on itself as I realize I wasted the last bits of my energy on this failed seduction attempt. I should’ve just gone to one of the shadows.

They’d never send me away and, if anything, would feel honored I chose them.

Aziel looks me over, his eyes lingering on my face and hands. They’re shaking again, and I hide them behind my back so he can’t see. He’s going to be mad I’ve let myself get this far. He always is.

“You fed through our bond tonight,” he says.

I nod. I don’t want to talk about it. What I did is shameful enough as it is, and the last thing I want is to hear Aziel’s condescending assurances that I’m welcome to his reserves whenever I want. I’m a grown man, and I refuse to let myself become a whore to a stronger demon, as so many of my kind love to do.

“What happened?” he asks.

I shrug, waving in the general direction of Charlie’s room.

“My female misses her family and home. I was bringing her belongings here,” I explain, happy to prove I’m a good caretaker.

Aziel sighs. I can feel him trying to share with me through the bond again, but I reject it. I don’t want to feed that way.

“Take it, Gray.”

I shake my head, refusing. The silence between us is tense as Aziel waits for me to change my mind, his anger growing when I resist. The wooden desk cracks as he slams his fists down on it, his eyes flashing to Charlie when she jolts.

He looks over her bare form, his attention lingering on the space where her thighs meet. I made sure she was nice and wet when she was grinding herself against him, and I know that moisture has not faded during our argument.

I perk up when Aziel brings his hands to her thighs and steps between them.

“You’ve created her for me, yeah?” he asks. “This isn’t her soul in my dream?”

I grunt, offended he thinks I’d pull her into his dream. “I’d never trick you into bonding yourself to anybody, Aziel,” I snap. “Of course she’s not real.”

Aziel hesitates, shooting me one last sharp look before huffing and taking a hold of his soft length. I’m annoyed he thinks so little of me, and I have Charlie remain still instead of seducing him as the women I create usually do.

Not that she needs to, though. Despite Aziel’s attitude, I can tell he’s attracted to her. Her naked body alone is enough to get him going. Within seconds, Aziel is urging her to lie back on the desk and lining himself up. I lick my lips and moan as he sinks inside, filling her with one hard thrust.

Knowing he’s under no expectations to make this pleasurable for her, he wastes no time beginning to thrust, his hips smacking into the backs of her thighs as he hooks her ankles around his shoulders.

He rams into her so hard, he’d break her pelvis if she were real, and I wince as I make her moan and beg him for more.

If he ever does try to touch her in real life, I’ll have to teach him to be gentle. The only women he’s ever had experience with are the ones I create for him, and luckily for him, he can’t bring them any harm.

Aziel grunts as he uses Charlie, rutting into her quickly as he tries to reach his completion as soon as possible. I fall to my knees as I breathe in the lust he emits, soaking it up with greedy moans.

Wanting to draw this out for myself, I have Charlie beg him to slow down.

“Please, I want to cum.” Her voice rings into the room. “I want you to make love to me.”

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