Page 23 of My Silent Demon

I leaned down and massaged her mouth with mine until she forgot about what I was doing.

Gently, I slid her tampon out. I tossed it in the wastebasket under the end table.

Relax. Lie here and enjoy.

I kissed her one more time before I knelt between her knees.

My tongue circled her clit slowly.

N moaned and fisted the sheets. Her clit was obviously more sensitive than normal.

I watched her face as I licked her, her eyes closed and lips twisted with passion. I loved the little noises she made.

My tongue flicked down to massage her entrance. Iron coated my tastebuds. I groaned with pleasure as I closed my eyes and pushed my tongue into her. Her entrance clenched as she heard my groan. She was deliciously tight, and it only made my dick throb harder.

I slid my tongue in and out of her tightness, flicking to touch her G-spot every time I pushed in. I treasured the taste of her blood.

“O-Osian?”

Yes?

My eyes opened and focused on her face.

“Can I — can I grab your horns?” she panted.

Absolutely.

My tongue wrapped around her clit and tugged.

Her hands grasped my horns as she moaned. Both actions went straight to my groin.

I licked her harder, my tongue massaging and teasing her clit with light flicks. She pulled me tighter against her with my horns.

I slipped a finger inside her as I sucked her clit into my mouth.

N cried out “Osian!” and clenched around my finger as she came. I kept thrusting my finger as she throbbed, helping her ride out her orgasm. A sated look washed over her face as she panted and rested back against the pillow.

I slid my finger out, then leaned up and kissed her. Her hand slipped around my neck as she sucked on my lips.

I broke the kiss.

Stay here. I’ll be right back.

“Okay,” she said with a smile as she leaned against the pillow and closed her eyes.

I climbed off the bed and walked across the hall to the bathroom. As I passed the mirror, I grinned at the blood smears on my cheeks. Red wings. I tucked my finger in my mouth to suck her essence off it.

When I reached the tub, I turned on the warm water and adjusted the lever to plug the drain. Wondering if Onyx left any bubble bath, I opened the cabinet under the sink. I found some, which immediately went into the bath water. I’d give him a hard time about having bubble bath later.

With one last smirk in the mirror, I used the sink to wash my hands then my face. I’d give N an incredible bath, then tuck her into bed with a heating pad. Anything to make my fated feellike a spoiled demoness and keep her happy. I was done with thisapartshit. N was mine.

Chapter 11

Magdalene

Life with Osian was good. I felt safe with him.

Every night I slept at his place. While I was on my period, he had no problem helping ease my cramps and simply held me through the night. He didn’t push for more, content to help me feel better. I don’t know what I expected from him, but it wasn’t that.

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