Page 123 of Her Males

“I’m going to fill you with me, with my cum and my babies,” I continue, fucking into her.

Charlie moans, her eyes screwing shut as she wraps her arms around my waist in a tight hold. I like her possessiveness, and I quicken my thrusts as the heat in my abdomen grows.

She’s mine, and I’m hers.

“Please.” Charlie licks my throat before moving to and latching on to the spot where demons mark. “Please, Daddy.”

I curse, my ears ringing at the title. It’s good she knows her place. I have half a mind to pull away as I feel her teeth grazing my skin. Gray will be offended I let her mark me before him, but I can’t bring myself to care about that right now.

“Can I—”

“Yes.” I cut her off.

Placing a hand underneath her head, I hold her mouth to me and bury my own in my pillow so I don’t instinctively return the favor. I can bond without a bite, and I want to leave her skin soft for my males.

They’ll have a spot on either side of her neck.

The feeling of her flat teeth forcing their way through the layers of my skin does me in, and I still with a choked moan. My eyes roll back at the pleasure of it, and I can’t stop the cry that slips from my lips as I find my release.

Charlie tilts her hips to welcome in more of me, my female greedy.

It’s a want I’m more than happy to fulfill.

I can feel the bond between us forming as my back curls and she pries her teeth from my neck. Humans can’t mark, but I still hope my body will recognize her bite as an attempt and leave behind a scar.

The bond I created between us should help.

The power I usually keep locked away pours out as I roll to the side and pull her onto my chest. Charlie curls against me, her heavy breaths warming my skin.

My cock slips out of her, and I frown before reaching down and shoving it back in. I want to stay inside for a bit longer.

“Do you feel the bond?” I ask, trailing my finger up her belly.

It’s where I feel the bond forming inside myself, the connection deep in my gut as our souls merge.

It hurts, her body needing a lot from mine, but I don’t mind. I’d rather she be greedy and strong than take nothing and remain weak. The more she takes, the better off she’ll be, and I press a soft kiss to the top of her head as the smell there begins to change.

I’ll miss her natural human scent, and I breathe in as much as I can before it’s gone.

“It feels good,” she says, flexing her hands between our bodies. “Your scent isn’t affecting me at all.”

I smile, happy to hear it.

After another moment, she pushes at my chest and wiggles her way on top of me. I fall out again, but I’ve gone too soft to stay inside. Charlie’s sex is wet and dripping with my cum, but we both ignore it as she plants herself on my belly and stares at me with wide, shocked eyes.

Those eyes fill with tears as they dart around the room.

“I can see better,” she says.

My hands find their way to her hips, and I hold them as she looks at herself. Cuts still litter her skin, and I frown as I find a fresh one and push into it. She winces, and I pull back and wait to see if she heals.

She doesn’t.

There are limitations to what my bond can provide, but maybe when she has both Gray’s and Silas’s as well, she’ll see improvement in her healing.

“Bummer.” She pouts.

I snort, shifting underneath her. “Are you sore?” I ask, changing the subject.

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