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It was on the tip of my tongue to ask him not to call me that. What had started as a taunt was now more painful than I think Nox had ever intended. It wasn’t demeaning any more. It was a reminder of how he saw me—as someone to protect. Cherish. Worship.

I wasn’t worthy of any of those things, and fuck knew I wasn’t going to get them after tonight.

I swallowed back the words as I climbed up between his knees and slicked my cock. Let him call me that. It carved my heart open a little more every time he did, but that was okay. The pain would keep this fresh for me. It meant I wouldn’t forget.

That was what scared me most of all. That we’d walk away from each other tomorrow and forget. Forget everything we almost were.

It was unbearable to even consider.

“I’ve got you, Nox.” I nudged gently against his hole. “Bear down for me.”

“Wait.” He was looking up at me, confused. “You’re still dressed.”

“It’s hotter this way,” I lied. “Like the first time we had sex, remember?”

My chest ached at the pout he gave. Who would’ve thought a demon could be so fucking adorable?

“It’d be hotter if I could touch all of you.”

I grabbed his hand and placed it over my racing heart. “You can touch all the places that matter.”

My lips met his as I pushed inside him. I caught his groan and swallowed it down hungrily. Fuck, he was so tight. The heat of him had fireworks exploding up and down my spine.

“Fuck, Nox. You feel like Heaven.”

“You should know.”

His quip broke some of the tension in the air. I grinned down at him as I continued to ease myself in. “Ready for more?”

He flicked my nipple, making my hips surge. “Born ready, little angel.”

Taking him at his word, I rocked my hips back and forth slowly, revelling in Nox’s reactions. How his fingers dug into my skin. The moans coming from deep in his chest. The sticky precum catching against my abs.

He was perfect.Perfect.

For a second, I regretted doing this. If I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have known what I was giving up.

I don’t think that matters,my heart whispered.We were fucked either way.

Heat burned behind my eyes. I moved my hips faster, focusing on nothing but the sensations Nox was pulling from me.

“Yes, fuck, little angel,” Nox panted. “Don’t stop.”

I couldn’t have if I’d tried. My hips moved like pistons, slamming home. It wasn’t enough though. I needed to be deeper in him. If I could have climbed inside him and set up camp, I think I would have done just that.

I grabbed one of his thighs and shoved his leg up onto my shoulder. My eyes rolled back as my cock sank deeper. Even better, this new angle had me hitting Nox’s prostate. He let out a shout as white oozed from the head of his cock.

“Touch yourself,” I begged him. “Let me see you come.”

His hand was in place before I’d finished speaking. It only took two tugs before he was spilling over himself, his hole clamping down on my shaft like it was never going to let me go.

I surged forwards as I came, spilling myself as deep inside him as I possibly could.Fuck.I wanted to stay inside him forever. Or have him inside me forever.

Whichever, so long as this night didn’t have to end.

Letting his leg slip from my shoulder, I pulled out and collapsed on his chest. Fuck the wet spot, we could sort it later. It wasn’t like we were going to be wasting any precious hours tonight by sleeping.

Nox’s hammering heart kept time with my own as we both came down from the high. I nuzzled the coarse hair on his chest, memorising the salty scent of his sweat-slicked skin.

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