Page 87 of Married to the Devil

“Do you want me to stop, firefly?” Stoneheart doesn’t move with any hurry as the pads of his fingers skim over the mound of my breast. His nose tickles the back of my ear.

I swallow, making sure to stay still even as everything inside me craves to push back, to ask for more. My wetness is a goddamn mess, seeping and soaking his ruddy cock. My core trembles in need.

Do I want him to stop?

I distract myself with snark. “I’ve been meaning to ask who inspired that nickname first. Me or the building?”

Stoneheart makes a disgruntled sound and starts to pull away.

“Don’t stop!” I say, unable to bear the thought of being left like this.

His satisfaction echoes in his chest. “Then beg me for it.”

My exhale is sharp and my curse silent.Fuck this guy.

I arch my back to slide his cock inside of me, but he’s too quick and draws his hips away, and I whimper. He releases my breast in the same breath, gripping my hip instead.

“Don’t make me deny you, wife,” he growls, and the wave of arousal at the sound threatens to pull me under. “This game is what we both need.”

It doesn’t feel like a game. It feels like pulling away now would be the same as having strips of skin taken from me, or chunks of heart.

Submission is such a small price in comparison.

“Please, Remy.” My voice breaks along with my will. “I need you.”

Something whiplike but strong wraps around my shorts and pulls them down. His tail. My thoughts stutter when his skin presses against mine, and the crown of him slides though my folds. I only have time to gasp before he goes from teasing me to adjusting his position to thrust inside me.

I moan. There’s so much of my arousal smeared between my thighs, but the stretch is sharp before giving way to the thundering swell of beingfull. He slides slightly from me to allow my body to slicken him some before driving forward again.

“Fuck,” I whisper for the second time this night. He feels giant entering me like this. His cock is sizable, but with his grip on my hips and the angle I can only accept him.

“You take me so well,” he growls.

“More,” I demand and yelp when he smacks my ass.

“All in good time. Take the fucking I give you like the good wife you are.”

I stiffen, wanting to fight him, but when he rolls his hips against me, the slow stretch devours my defiance. Without that shield, I’m naked, the part of me that aches to give Stoneheart everything left bare.

I give in.

Stoneheart makes a rough sound in triumph as my body relaxes. Each thrust of his body goes deeper, hits the spot inside my body better until the flare of his knot kisses my pussy lips.

I whimper as the contact wakes something necessary in me. I work to ease my body more, to accept that part of him, but he pulls back and thrusts, smacking his knot against me. I cry out and tighten around him.

“Our demon is right. You feel like heaven,” Stoneheart groans into my ear.

I would have assumed that my mind would barely be able to grasp the thought of Ben right now, but the sentiment stays, spreading through my veins with the deceptive comfort of warm alcohol and searing reality of electricity. What would he do if he were here? Would he be jealous? Or would he be as turned on as I had been when I watched Stoneheart order Ben around with a vicious kiss?

The warm and sizzle of pleasure ebbs higher and higher like cresting waves. I want to be filled by this gargoyle. I need to discard everything until he can reside so deep in my soul and body neither of us can fight the draw.

“Your knot.” I gasp. “I need it.”

My words say one thing, but my body does another. I’m clawing away from him as if to escape. His cock slips from me making a mess of the sheets as instincts have me fleeing.

“Think you can handle that, firefly?” He shifts and grips my hips hard. I splay out on my stomach as his weight pins me down from behind. His conquering cock thrusts back into me as he snarls.

I cry out, but don’t stop trying to move, wanting to rock back to take more and forward to force him to claim me like an animal would his mate at the same time.

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