Page 203 of Of Nine So Bold

My eyes darted around, but Ozias’s consent was more than clear and I found only curiosity on the faces of the rest of my men. “Okay, then.” I nodded. “What, um… what do we…”

A breath left Roan. “He might be too big to have you like… like this.” He nodded toward where his cock rested against my thigh. “But if you’re willing, he still wants to try. And if it hurts, he swears he’ll stop and just”—his shoulder rose and fell in a small shrug— “give you pleasure withotherparts of himself. Is that okay?”

Clay made an appreciative noise only to cut off as Lars jabbed him with an elbow yet again.

My amusement couldn’t quite beat out the tangle of apprehension and desire coiling in my core.

“We won’t do this if you don’t want it, princess,” Roan cautioned, drawing back a bit like somehow he could tell what I was feeling.

Though maybe it was the demon scenting that, like Roan once said.

My fingers took his arm, stopping him. “I want it. This.” I looked deep into his eyes, praying the demon could hear me. “You.”

For a heartbeat, Roan didn’t breathe, and then his head moved in a small nod. “Okay.”

Again, somehow, I didn’t think it was only me to whom he was speaking.

He drew back, a shift coursing through him. His muscles and bones grew. Wings erupted from his back and claws lengthened on his hands and feet. Blazing fire consumed his eyes, leaving only a dark pinprick at their core. His long, sinuous tail lashed the air, and his sharp, vicious features curved into a fanged smile while he regarded me on the ground below him.

Even if Roan had just come, it meant nothing for the demon. His thick, ridged cock jutted out between us, hard and leaking glistening pre-cum.

“My mate,” he growled, tracing his fiery eyes over my naked body. He glanced at my men, his gaze landing last on Ozias. “Ourmate.”

Ozias tilted his head in a small acknowledging nod.

The demon grinned, turning his eyes back to me. “Share you. But only with them or only with ones you choose.” His brow arched. “Deal?”

Swallowing hard around the lump that had risen in my throat, I nodded. “Deal.”

His grin broadened. Bracing himself with one massive, clawed hand beside my head, he straddled me with his knees on either side of my hips.

I stared up at him. He really washuge.

His tail thrashed the air for a moment, only to curl past him and slide along the inside of my thigh. “Begged me to put this in you once, yes?”

My core throbbed. Desire soaked me. “Yes.”

His tail dragged along my slit, making me gasp and buck beneath him. “Liked my cum soaking into your soft, beautiful skin, true?”

Gods… “True.”

His grin turned hungry. “Good. You will like it even better inside you.”

Twisting between my folds, the tip of his tail coiled around my clit. My back arched involuntarily, the jolt of pleasure making me cry out.

He made a pleased sound. “Always so responsive.” His tail slipped farther down to tease at the edge of penetration, like he was testing something. “Other mate stretched you wide for me. Other men left you soft and ready to take my cock. They are satisfactory mates for you.” He rocked back, his hard length replacing his tail. “And so am I.”

The tip of him pushed into me, each ridge stretching my entrance just to get through.

I gasped, my eyes going wide. Gods, he was thick. Huge, even. Pleasure and pain mixed, inextricable from one another. The vampire side of me rose, almost as if to drive me to escape, only to become equally transfixed by what was happening.

The demon was every bit as much of a predator as Ozias. As Casimir.

As me.

And the feeling of his cock entering me made me want to bite him and mewl at the same time. Inch by inch, he eased deeper, moving just slowly enough to make me think maybe, justmaybeI could take him.

If I didn’t break something first.

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