Page 61 of The Demon Prince's Accidental Mate
Then he did as I commanded. His hips came up, and his cock slammed deeper into me than I was ready for. Then he withdrew and thrust hard again. And again. And again.
My brain ceased to function. I started drooling on my tits from the intensity of his fucking. That only made him go harder. My body shook from the impact, my breasts bouncing wildly. I was on top of him and absolutely beholden to the giant of a man as he did the one thing I’d told him to do.
He fucked me. My orgasms came fast, came hard, and they rolled from one into the next. I couldn’t stop. My throat hurt from screaming. My eyes were unfocused. They no longer worked. My core ached from the spasms his cock unleashed across my body.
Never before had I experienced such a thing. At that moment, I was his. Not a person, a woman, but a thing. I’d heard the term fuck-doll before but never really understood. Now, I got it. It all made sense. I literally could not participate. My mind wasn’t functioning.
He fucked me until he roared and filled my pussy with cum, his face contorting with pleasure as we locked eyes. He thrust through his climax, the intensity of his hips splashing cum all over our thighs until we began to stick together.
And then, just like that, he was spent. He slumped to the floor, and I went with him, his cock deep inside me. His chest rose and fell with wild pants as he sucked in air, while I fell flat onto his sweaty chest, my arms unable to support me.
We lay like that for a time, then I slid off him and rested on the floor. I was sticky, sore, more content and happier than I’d ever been in my life.
“My Bee,” I whispered at one point, running a finger up between his pecs and back down over his abs. “My sweet, sweet Bee.”
He laughed silently.
“What?” I asked, feeling embarrassed by showing such emotion. I tried to pull my hand away, but he snared it. Instead of holding it tight, he brought it back over his chest, forcing me to continue stroking.
“That was nice,” he rumbled. “Don’t stop. I wasn’t laughing at that. Only that, in all my long life, I don’t think anyone has ever called me sweet the way you have.”
I started tracing my finger around his muscles again. “That’s a shame.”
“Not really.”
“What? Why not?” I asked, propping myself up on an elbow.
“Because,” he said, grabbing my hand and bringing it to his mouth to kiss it. “It was better that you were the first.”
I blushed on the spot.
“Come,” he said, scooping me up as he stood with ease. “Let’s shower and then get back to it.”
The reminder that we were wanted fugitives came rushing back, a douse of cold water over the embers flickering between us. Whatever would become of Belial and me, it would have to wait until that was settled first.
“Yeah, I guess,” I said as water began to pour from overhead. “We should probably deal with the fallout.”
“In time,” Belial agreed, stepping under the shower and reaching out a hand to guide me in. “But that’s not what I meant.”
“It’s not? What are you talking about? What else do we have to do?”
He pulled me in tight. “We have to figure out what your mother and my brother have in common.”
Chapter Thirty
Belial
“Are you going to try to summon her spirit?” Lily asked as we toweled off post-shower.
The sight of her body stirred things in me, forcing me to turn away. It was not the time to go back for more, as much as I might want it. The radiant smile she didn’t bother holding back told me she understood exactly why I looked in the other direction.
“Yes,” I said, glad she brought it up.
Although we’d never expressly talked about it, the fact was Lily’s mother was almost certainly not alive at that point. Astaroth had taken her some two decades earlier, and the lifespan of humans in his castle wasmuchshorter than that.
But I owed it to Lily to at least find out what had happened and, more importantly to her,why.
“We’ll have to move quickly after it’s done,” I said, getting dressed. “There’s no way, after our exit, that Dannorax hasn’t put Astaroth on my trail again. He’ll be waiting, and when I manifest the summons, he’ll come straight here.”
