Page 169 of Guardian Demon
As if he read her thoughts, he pressed the pad of his finger against her clit over her underwear. She exhaled sharply, a gush of wetness soaking the fabric. His low growl told her he felt it.
“It would be so much easier if I could just tell her about you and all this shit.” Iris’s voice came from just down the hall now. “But I don’t think she’d take it well. She hates demons almost as much as I used to.”
Sunshine’s heart was racing. Her body trembled against the urge to flash her and Raum out of the kitchen to the safety of their cottage.
“Not yet,” he said, knowing exactly what she was thinking.
His finger pressed harder. She jumped, and it took all her self-control to hold in her gasp.
“You love us now,” Meph’s voice said from right around the corner.
“Don’t look so smug,” Iris replied.
Raum circled her clit again. Heat exploded between her legs. She was shaking all over.
“Can’t help it. Maybe you should just tell her. Let the chips fall where they may. You can’t lie forever.”
“I know. I already tried that with Lily and look how that turned out. Ugh, I feel sick. I think I’m allergic to lying now.”
“Raum,” Sunshine whispered when he circled again.
Footsteps approached. Iris was still speaking. “But can you imagine the shitstorm if she found out and— Oh!”
“Now,” Raum said, and Sunshine flashed them.
They landed straight on the king-size mattress in their new house. Her surprise could wait. This was far more pressing.
They tore at their clothes, kissing and touching, frantic to explore each other. Raum didn’t even notice where they were, which she might have found funny if she wasn’t similarly preoccupied.
When she was naked, he turned her around again and bent her over, spreading her apart with two clawed hands on her ass cheeks. He’d already shifted. They both liked it better this way.
“Let me see your pretty wings, angel,” he growled, and she immediately formed them, spreading them wide until all her white feathers were on display.
She was half in tears from pleasure as he pressed the broad head of his shaft inside her. She turned her head to watch him, his golden eyes gleaming, his own obsidian wings open behind him.
“Fuck, you’re so wet.” His fingers clenched on her ass. “You’re so beautiful, Sunshine. Sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
He sank inside her ridge by ridge. For the last month, they’d been making love with an almost obsessive frequency, and she’d had plenty of opportunities to get used to his size in this form. But he would always be a stretch.
He bent over her, planting his hands above her shoulders. With his added height, he fit over her easily, even with her wings open between them. He fixed his teeth over her shoulder, but he didn’t bite down yet.
Instead, he kept sinking inside of her, stuffing her so full she felt like she’d burst. When she’d taken as much of him as her body could allow, he worked her with slow, steady thrusts.
She felt everything. His claws digging into her hips, his teeth into her shoulder. Knowing he covered her, his big scaled demon body pinning her down, made her feelconsumed. Like he’d swallowed her completely.
She turned her face into the blankets and cried out as he pulled out suddenly. “On your back. Want to see your pretty face.”
She scrambled to obey, dropping onto her back and stretching her wings out beneath her, the tips hanging off the bed. She stared up at him. His black wings were spread, those silky feathers reflecting the dimmed lights. Her eyes traveled down to his scaled shaft, jutting forward, glistening wet from her arousal.
“You’re mine,” she breathed.
He dropped onto his hands suddenly, kissing her hard enough she felt his fangs scrape her tongue. That thick cock fell between her thighs, and she tipped her hips up until it slipped back into her channel, ready and wet for his possession.
Still, she moaned as he filled her up again, the pressure different in this position.
He shifted his weight onto his elbows, rocking in and out of her in long, steady strokes. Their gazes caught. Leaning on one arm, he reached between them and stroked her clit, swollen and sensitized, dripping with desire.
“Mine,” he said.
