Page 63 of Hers to Keep

Saints, he was delicious.

Dohal’s hand rested lightly on her shoulder.“Did you taste that flicker of fear?Like something exquisite on your tongue?”

“Yes.”Her mouth watered for another morsel just like that one.

The black curls of Dohal’s magic engulfed her and moved beyond to rip every stitch of clothing from Ashdei in an instant.

The demon gasped but did an admirable job of staying still, even though another flash of fear shimmered through him.Already, his cock was hard and heavy.She could feel the way he longed for her, and she wanted to bask in it forever.

“Take your true form,” Mari said in a voice that was nearer the goddess’s than hers, harsh and demanding.

Ashdei obeyed at once, as if he couldn’t resist doing what she commanded—his body growing and thickening, his horns and wings sprouting.Her magic snaked up around his powerful arms and circled his neck, tightening until she was certain he would have to struggle for breath.

The demon bared his fangs at her and snarled.She felt him tug against her magic again, straining to get free.The longer he fought, the more fearful he became—but there was more.Under the mounting alarm, she could sense the wild current of his desire.Heenjoyedthe battle.He lived for it.

Each time she bested him, his lust soared.She drank it down in gluttonous gulps until she felt drunk on him.

“Luscious,” Dohal drawled.“He’s even better than I thought he’d be.”His magic rubbed over hers, touching the demon where she did, his touch lighter, almost delicate.Wrapping his arms around her, he spread her thighs and hiked her dress up to her waist.“What else do you want?”

No answer came immediately to mind, but something inside her knew, nonetheless.The curls of her magic sharpened at the edges, enough to draw blood everywhere they touched him.Ashdei bellowed in pain.His terror perfumed the air around them.At the same time, his adoration swelled until she thought her heart would burst with it.

“He craves taming,” Dohal rumbled in her ear.“Give it to him.”He slid his thick fingers into her around the edge of her panties.

Her magic coiled around Ashdei’s horns and tugged his head back, bowing his spine.Another offshoot of her power slithered around his cock, winding tight until he gasped.

“Perfect,” Dohal praised.His magic once again mimicked hers, only softer, caressing.He stroked his fingers in and out of her in a slow rhythm that had her hips rising to meet him and her mouth falling open.

Her magic copied the sensual motion of Dohal’s hands, pumping Ashdei’s cock as he spluttered for breath.Blue-fire tears ran down his face, spawning wisps of smoke where they landed on the plush greenery around him.

“He burns for you.”Dohal drove his fingers deep, making her body arch.“As do I.”

Mari turned her head to accept his ardent kiss.His tongue pressed into her mouth to taste her.She opened to him without hesitation, welcoming him into her body as she always did and always would.His hunger soared with her surrender until it was so overwhelming she couldn’t even think.

Dohal withdrew his fingers, ripping off her panties in the process.He manhandled her onto her back under him in an instant and plunged his cock into her, all restraint forgotten.He was huge, and she cried out at the abrupt penetration but clutched his back at the same time, pulling him to her.She’d never needed anything as badly as this.He took her in a feral and vicious claiming that left her sore and throbbing in the best way, utterly undone.Ashdei was forced to watch them the entire time, his desire growing until it loomed over them all.

When he was done, Dohal moved to stretch out next to her, still breathing hard.She moved to the edge of the bed.With a light, teasing touch, she played with herself where Ashdei could see while Dohal’s seed dripped from her cunt.Ashdei groaned with need.

“The only way you taste me tonight is if you clean up the mess he left,” she said as she released him.The sting of humiliation at not being able to pleasure her properly hit him just right by the way his entire body coiled with tension.

Ashdei ached with wanting her as he crawled forward on his knees and buried his face between her legs.With an eager murmur, he lapped at her swollen cunt.She stroked her magic over his cock lazily.When she tired of the slow build, she applied more friction, and he moaned into her.

Using her magic to grip his horns and angle his mouth away from her, she increased the pace of her fondling.The dark part of her wasn’t done with him yet.“You’re not doing a very good job,” she crooned to him, feeling wicked.“I may never let you make me come.”When his desire surged again, she chuckled.

The humiliation and arousal battled inside him, sharpening each other and making both keener.After the long teasing he’d endured, the stimulation was too much, and his climax rushed through him in moments, his seed spilling over, wasted.She ran a toe along his thigh through the mess he’d left and felt him react with another surge of arousal.

She let him return to his task when he was done shaking.He sucked her clit between his lips and flicked his tongue over her.His desire to please her thrummed through his body, but when she teetered on the edge a while later, she pulled him away once more.

He growled with frustration.

Mari laughed and patted his cheek.Her magic wound around him, thorny and wild, slicing him whenever he struggled.She squeezed his balls until he yelped and redoubled her efforts tugging on his gorgeous cock.

“How many times do you think I can do this to you before you pass out?”she asked, low and dirty.

Ashdei whimpered when she made him come again, his hips jerking.Shame and overwhelming lust filled him in equal measure.

Next to her, Dohal smirked.“Are you torturing him or yourself?”

She arched her back when she let Ashdei resume his loving worship of her cunt.“A little bit of both.”

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