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With a careful glance at Ozias to confirm his beast was willing to release her, I waited for his small nod before I lifted her away from him. Laying her down on the carpet of moss Niko had made thicker for us all, I traced a finger along the curve of her pink cheek. “Let me tend to you.”

Her brow wrinkled in adorable confusion. “But”—her hands reached between us for my cock, a noise of frustrated desire escaping her—“I want you.”

I stilled her hands. “Use this connection between us first. Draw on my magic. My energy.” I took a breath, pushing myself past the doubts that still clung to the edges of my mind like old habits refusing to fully die. “And the demon’s.”

Her eyes widened. Murmurs passed among the others.

But they didn’t protest. Not enough to make me take my eyes from hers while she absorbed what I’d said, anyway.

She bit her lip. She was so worn out that I worried exhaustion would pull her down into sleep before she could agree.

But suddenly, the cool, bright feeling that I knew was her grew stronger. Ever since the spell Casimir and Byron cast over us all, it was like a window opened in my mind, allowing ghostly moonlight to pour into the darkness of my soul.

I couldn’t understand how I’d ever lived without it.

And we’d all already learned that when she focused, when she wanted to do so, the brightness could grow, as if she’d blown aside a curtain to let her true brilliance fully shine through. Feeling it now, my own magic rose instantly to meet it, and the demon’s did too, both of us relishing the sense of merging our powers with hers.

Because joining with her light felt like coming home.

Her eyes widened, our energy flooding into her, renewing her strength and stamina. Someday, it would be exhilarating to test how far this could go. How long we could keep her sexual appetite fueled before we all collapsed into a puddle of postcoital exhaustion.

But for now…

“May I, princess?” I asked, tracing a finger down between her breasts.

She nodded, her eyes clearer and wide with desire. “Fuck me, Roan. I want your cum in me too.”

Gods, I loved hearing filthy talk from her. Desire drove a growl from me that had precious little to do with the demon. Lowering myself over her, I let my hips push her legs wide.

I sank into her wet heat.

And that, too, felt like coming home.

Her inner muscles clenched around me like her pussy was eager to follow through on everything she’d said moments ago. My fingers dug into the thick moss as I pulled back slowly, savoring the feeling of her slick heat stroking my cock. When my tip hovered just inside her entrance again, I reversed course, driving back into her and watching her eyes squeeze shut as she moaned.

The brilliant light of her presence tightened around me at the same time her pussy did.

I groaned, fighting with all my strength not to come right this second. But holyfuck…

Her hips rocked against me, tiny pleading noises coming from her.

There was no way I could leave her wanting.

My fingers ripped through the moss, and my teeth clenched. I grunted with desperate effort as I thrust into her soft heat.

A shudder passed through my body, and my skin prickled. The demon was here, but he wasn’t fighting for control.

We will last as long as she needs,he growled in my mind, his strength fueling my thrusts.

I simply nodded because gods help me if I could form a single fucking word.

She felt too good for that.

Beneath me, our treluria gasped, frantic little noises leaving her as her pussy began fluttering around my length.

In my mind, the demon groaned at the feeling of it.

“Come for me, beloved,” I gasped. “Come like the good girl you?—”

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