Page 35 of His to Break
My hand crashes around her throat—careful not to break fragile bones. Her cunt spasms viciously around me. Tighter. Hotter. "Tell me," I growl against her lips, "how bad do you want my seed?"
Stained smile. "Not at all."
That snaps the last tether.
I split her apart with jackhammer thrusts, vertebrae crunching as my wings unfurl. Her sounds shatter into wordless howls, fingernails raking bloody trails down my forearms. Her thighs glisten with rubied scratches where my claws dig purchase. The primal part of my brain fixates on the pulse thundering at her neck—crush it? Bite until her traitorous tongue stills?
Instead my teeth find the juncture of her shoulder, marking supple flesh as lobed horns brush the ice beneath us. Seed erupts in scalding ropes, flooding her clenching depths as she arches like a snapped bowstring. "Azra?—!"
I rip free before the last tremor fades—rusky spend dribbling down her twitching thighs—and flip her onto hands and knees.
"Not nearly enough."
I flip her around, placing her on her hands and knees.
Her thighs slap against mine like war drums as I wrench her hips back. Kara’s spine bows obscenely, her cunt spreading obscenely around my girth. "Quite the greedy thing, aren't you?" I snarl against her vertebra, watching her flushed slit gape wider with each withdrawal.
Full-body tremors wrack her when I slam home again.
"Petty insults? Pity. And here I thought demon princes bred better than field mutts." Her throat bobs around a gargled laugh. "Though thisdoesexplain why you rut with spine-shivered desperation."
I drive my claws into her hips. "Your clenching pussy begs otherwise."
Slickness trickles down my balls as she clenches—vice-like heat threatening to milk me dry. "Begging?" Gaspy mockery stains her vowels as she arches deeper onto my cock. "I count minutes until limp disappointmentends."
My growl shakes the frozen ground as I piston faster. "Master your swollen cunt before discussinglimps."
Her palm rasps across my thigh, grabbing my sack in a vise-grip. Pain-pleasure arcs through me as she squeezes. "Does your puling whimper pep-talk?" she croons. "Shall I gaslight you into earnest thrusts, false king?"
My teeth sink into her shoulder blade, copper flooding my tongue. "You’ll choke on truth when I paint your wombwhite."
Her answering cackle dies as my cockhead nudges her cervix. Kara's elbows buckle, forehead scraping ice as I pin her damnably loose tongue against her molars with punishing thrusts. Half-formed curses dissolve into spittle-strangled howls—the symphony I was owed.
Hanstrings quiver. Sweat drips into the snow-crust as Kara claws backward, wild arcs gouging my chain-marked thighs. Blood speckles blush thighs.
"Submit." The order rumbles an octave lower—demon’s timbre bleeding through.
Skull pressed to permafrost, she twists just enough to smirk. "Break me or own your failure, hellspawn."
I roar. Wings unfurling shred the tunic from her torso as I mount her fully—pelvis flush to her backside. One hand crushes her windpipe while the other spiders up to thumb her clit raw. "You said you're mine tonight. I'm just proving it."
Her hips buck unevenly. Strangled vowels bubble past my choking grip until?—
"B-breed—" A heartbeat pause, daggered by my stilled thrust. "Breed meyou cock-sore bastard!"
Release detonates through my spine before she finishes snarling. Pumping floods of spend drown her contractions as my forehead presses between her shoulder blades, fangs bared in triumphant grimace.
"Fuck…" I pant, laying over her. "Fucking gods…"
"No… just this goddess," she pants back in response.
I laugh, pulling her against my chest. This… is where I'm meant to be.
29
AZRAEL
Isoar through the frigid winds of the Glacies, the icy expanse sprawling beneath me like a shimmering blanket of crystal. Each powerful beat of my wings propels me forward, but I can feel the weight of time pressing down on me. Late again. I curse under my breath, knowing full well that my queen won't let me forget it. The thrill of flight doesn't quell the knot tightening in my stomach—today's venture needs to impress.
