Chapter Ten
Jacquelyn came awake fast.Stegian’s back suddenly tensed and she could sense his pain. It was mind-numbing. Jacquelyn screamed out for him, since he seemed unable to.
He jerked away from her, his body contorting in a grotesque manner. Finally, he stumbled and fell to the floor. She lost sight of him for just a moment but heard two separate thumps.
She scrambled from the bed and rushed to his side, only to find his skin hot to the touch and a light sheen of sweat covering his body.
“Stegian?” She pushed his long brown hair back from his face and he turned slowly.
He reached up and ran a finger over his teeth. His brow furrowed. “Jacquelyn?”
As he pulled his hand away, she saw what had startled him. His fangs were gone.
She squealed and tossed her arms around his neck, practically smothering him with her breasts. When he chuckled into them, Jacquelyn realized what she was doing and stopped.
“Sorry.”
He laughed. “No. If I am destined to die today, let it be with my face buried in your—”
Giggling, Jacquelyn slapped his arm playfully and stared down at him. “Your eyes are more blue than gray now.”
“As they were before I was sired.”
“W-what happened?” she asked. “Are you human?”
Stegian snorted. “Solnihshka mayo, never have I been human. But,” he ran his tongue over his top teeth, “the markings of the demon seem to be gone. Though, I still feel remnants of him deep inside me.”
“Do you still hurt?”
He shook his head. “No, but I wish greatly to sample more of you, beautiful one.”
She smiled. “My pleasure.”
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Lying back fully,Stegian pulled Jacquelyn over him. As she straddled his waist, his cock hardened. Her pussy was already soaked from their combined juices so he knew she would be wet enough to accept him again. “Are you sore?” He took hold of the back of her neck gently, admiring just how beautiful she truly was. “Did I hurt you?”
“It was wonderful, Stegian. I never dreamt it could be so.”
“I want to be in you again, Jacquelyn.” He nudged her heated entrance with the head of his cock. “Join with me.”
She bent and gave him a long, drugging kiss. As she positioned herself to accept him, the faint sound of something beating caught her attention.
She froze and stared down at Stegian. “Your heart is beating.”
He nodded. “For you, solnihshka mayo.”
Stegian bit his inner cheek as Jacquelyn slid down over his turgid shaft. She fit like a glove, molding to him perfectly, so tight. The slight intake of breath she took as she settled on him left a smile tugging at his lips. “If I am too large to take this way, we can stop. To cause you pain would make my heart cease to beat again, Jacquelyn.”
“Mmm, no. I can…ouch. Maybe not.” She touched just below her naval. “I swear to the gods that I feel you up to here.”
Stegian ran his fingers over her flat abdomen and caressed the area she touched, pushing his magik through her. His intent was to ease her discomfort—what he found left him truly believing things could work between them, that she was his mate and they could live a life free of his demon.
“Your womb accepts my seed,” he said, his voice low.
Jacquelyn rolled her eyes a bit and blushed. “I know. I’m still wet from all you had to offer me.” She moved a bit and the feeling was bliss. “Am I doing this right?”
“You are doing a wonderful job, but…”