Page 1 of The Demon

PROLOGUE

Geraldine

Iwas soaked between my thighs, and I stood there and watched him masturbate. With the firelight casting a golden glow and dark shadows over his gigantic body, I started breathing harder as my desire rose.

Every time his palm moved up to the base of that top shaft, his claw-tipped fingers gripping tightly around just the one, I noticed these ridges becoming visible along the length.

“Your body is glorious. Soft and curvy and perfect in all ways.”

I licked my lips and continued to watch him, not responding.

“I’m going to worship every gorgeous, thick inch of your body with my hands and claws and lick all that creamy flesh with my tongue before I fuck you. You see my ridges?” He slid his hand up to the crown and let me get a good look at the perfectly spaced raised rings around his onyx-colored shaft. “These only become visible when I’m with my mate. These are for your pleasure.”

My throat was tight and my mouth dry. I knew I should stop watching the demon, but the sight was just too arousing. And the sounds he made—the grunts and groans coming from his broad chest—told me he was getting off on me watching him, from smelling my wet pussy.

White seed was thick and constant as it steadily dripped out the wide tips—both of them.

When he got off, did both cocks spew cum? God, why did that turn me on?

My body was primed, wanting something only the demon could give me.

“I’m a virgin,” I blurted, needing him to know, because where this was going told me I’d be on my back with my legs spread before the night was over with. “I can’t take… that.”

He chuckled and took a step closer, his seed dripping onto his thighs and the ground with every step he took.

“Little one, you can take it. Youwilltake me.” He leaned back and gestured down to the shaft still in his palm. “You see all this seed?” He didn’t wait for me to respond. “My cum makes it easy—pleasurable—for my mate to take me deep into her small, human body.” His glowing gaze moved up and down, taking in my form. “Now, take off that shift and show your mate what he’ll be fucking.”

CHAPTER ONE

Geraldine

The night air was thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, and the only sounds were my own ragged breaths and the distant shouts of my father’s guards as I ran and they chased.

My gown was torn, the delicate silk snagging on branches and underbrush as I fled deeper into the forest.

Every step sent jolts of pain through my bare feet as I stumbled over the rough terrain, but I couldn’t stop.

Iwouldn’tstop.

I glanced behind me and held in my cry as I saw the torchlight flickering between the trees. The orange glow made my enemies seem like monstrous shadows creeping closer to take me away and keep me as their prisoner.

They were close.Tooclose. If they caught me, there would be no escape, no mercy. My father had made that clear.

But I refused to be sold off like a pawn in my father’s game of power. I refused to take a husband who was cruel and savage and would beat me daily.

I’d rather die.

I pushed forward, lungs burning, legs trembling with exhaustion. The world around me blurred, my vision darkening at the edges, as desperation took hold.

I couldn’t outrun them. I had to hide. And then—I saw it.

A slight curve in the surrounding rock and earth. It was black and boundless, like the end of the world, and I was running right toward it.

I ran toward that cave, knowing the darkness and the way the ground and rock twisted and curved around it would make the hiding spot hard to see.

It was the only sanctuary I could find on this unforgiving night.

I didn’t hesitate. I ran faster and then lunged forward, my body propelled by sheer instinct, and crossed the threshold. I was sweaty, dirty, my red dress was torn to shreds from running through the forest, and I couldn’t control my panting as I moved farther into the tunnel.

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