Page 98 of Demon Found

He’dchooseme.Heis choosing me. Over the certainty of a stable allegiance, over ascending. But he’s leaving the decision to me. That melts the last of my resolve. If there’s still a chance for our allegiance after this, then I’ll work my damn ass off to stabilize us, to keep us together. But I want this. I want him.

I throw myself at Chano, our lips locking with urgency. Desire flares through me, and I press myself hard against him, feeling his dick respond against my stomach. He lets out a low growl which reverberates through me.

Our tongues battle for dominance, the taste of him filling my mouth. His hands drop to squeeze my ass. I want all of him. Now. Suddenly Chano sweeps me up, flipping me over his shoulder, and I squeal.

His strong hand smacks my butt. “Enough wriggling, chica. I’m taking us somewhere more private.”

He just hit my ass! And I liked it. My cheek tingles as he caresses the spot he just smacked. He ducks us down the side of the monolith, and I still. Where is he going with this? A loud grinding startles me, and I try to see what Chano’s doing. He rewards me with another smart smack to my other ass cheek. Growling, I scratch his back, wriggling to get down.

“Mmm. I like that, chica, harder, little demon.” His deep voice reverberates as he ducks us into a narrow passageway I swear wasn’t here two minutes ago. Chano snaps his fingers and candelabras on the walls spark to life. The corridor opens into a small room with wood-lined walls and an ornate four-poster bed. Whatisthis place?

Chano tosses me onto the bed, and I land with a bounce, sitting up with an indignant squeak. The steamy look he fixes me with silences any other protest rising in my throat. He takes his time, gaze roaming up and down my body. His fingers trail along my skin, leaving tingles in their wake.

He presses his mouth hard into mine and I moan. He nips along my lips and across my jaw before dropping his mouth to my neckline, teasing me. He pulls away briefly, and I take control, yanking his shirt off, desperate to feel him against me. He grumbles a challenge deep in his throat before ripping my shirt open. Buttons fly across the room, and he stills, gazing down at me. I track a button across the room and take in the solid metal cage in the corner. A pair of forlorn eyes gaze back at me.

“Chano, stop. Who the fuck is that?” I pull the edges of my shirt together, backing up on the bed.

“Fuck. Deago. Always spoiling shit,” he grumbles, heaving himself off me. “Look the hell away, you scheming son of a bitch!”

Chano wrenches himself upright, and with a snarl, unfurls the drapes around the posts of the bed, drawing them around us, hiding us away.

“He can still hear!” I hiss.

Chano flicks his wrist, muttering a few words and my ears pop. A silencing bubble,perfect. Where did the sneaky fucker learn that?

“Better, chica? You're just too damn hot. I forgot my little cousin was here. He's been a very naughty boy, dealing drugs and stirring trouble. So... he's here while I deal with him, my own way. We can always put on a show for him later... if you change your mind.” His eyes flash wickedly, and he pounces, flattening me to the mattress.

Somehow the idea that he’s taken the law into his own hands is sexy as sin. His demon rings swirl, taking over his whole damn eyes, and his hand drifts up my thigh, across my belly, and toward my back. He flicks my bra undone in one easy movement.He’s had too much damn practice at that.My irritation vanishes as he runs his rough hands across my breasts, the skin tingling at his touch, my nipples pebbling. I squeeze my thighs tight as my heart hammers and the slick between my legs throbs.

I trail my fingers down his abs to the V at his pants and along the waistline, enjoying feeling him shudder against me. He drops his wicked mouth to my nipple, licking and biting until I squirm under him. Fuck, I need him. I shove at his pants and boxers, straining to push them down, to get rid of the barrier.

“We don’t need to do this, chica, not tonight. Don’t feel pressured.” His breathing is labored, and he looks pained just getting the words to pass his lips. Hellfire, they are kissable lips. I nip the lower one and shake my head.

“I want this. Now.”

“Demanding. I like it.”

With one slick movement, he sheds his pants and a second later, yanks my skirt off. His teeth graze the elastic of my panties, and I freeze, shame rushing over me. My granny panties. My no-longer-white-but-gray granny panties. The ones with the fraying elastic and giant print of a cat.

“Mmm. I do like pussy.” Chano chortles before sliding down for a closer look. I can’t help snorting a laugh, my embarrassment fading. His lips graze the skin on my stomach, then my thigh before settling over my clit. He sucks through the material before pushing it aside impatiently and licking a straight line to ecstasy. Holy fuck. My back arches and my hips twitch. Throwing my head back, I groan. He lifts his head, eyebrow raised, and without thinking, I press on the top of his head.More.

Before I can climax, he pulls away, nudging my legs farther apart, and positions himself between them. My gaze travels down his ripped body to his cock, straining in his hand, a small bead of pre-cum on the tip.

He yanks away so suddenly I gasp.

“Protection.”

Shit, I should have thought. I just used plain old human condoms with my ex. I didn’t have magic then, so I didn’t bother to learn the spells. The memory of my last encounter with Dexter slithers over my skin, and I shiver.

“You sure about this?” Chano peers into my eyes, obviously feeling my change in mood.

Swallowing, I nod firmly, pulling him closer for a kiss. I am not letting what my asshole extriedto do get in the way of this. We just need a damn condom . . .

“I can do a contraception spell?” He tilts his head to the side, and I nod. In seconds he’s cast it, and his warmth descends over me again. He holds his weight on his arms, nuzzling my neck, peppering kisses on my breasts before catching my mouth in his. This. This is nothing like with Dexter. The unease in my gut settles, and I arch into him as he teases my slit with his dick.

Slowly, holding my gaze, he inches inside me. I let out a gasp. He holds himself still, staring into my eyes, sharing my breaths. Rocking my hips against him, I moan into his mouth.More.He relaxes and moves with me, driving deeper and deeper until I can’t think of anything but the fullness of the heat between my legs.

He wrenches my arms above my head, pinning me, biting down my neck, holding me immobile. I shouldn’t like it, feeling this helpless, but something inside ignites. I can’t hold back, I bite down hard on his lip as I come. It’s carnal, intense. The fucking world is exploding.

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