Page 32 of My Demon Husband
“Do you like that, my boy?”
I bite my lip and nod, too horny and desperate to speak.
“Want me to fuck you too?”
“Yes!” both beast and I shout, and I have a small moment of relief from coming undone.
It doesn’t last long because Lucian takes my equally leaking cock and sits on me.
He groans as my big pink cockhead pushes against his hole. I hold him by the waist, driving the rest of my cock farther into him with slow, painful gasps.
I’ve never seen Lucian as vulnerable as he is now. I’ve never seen him so weak and strong at the same time. He winces hard and his cheeks turn red, but the way his gasps turn into moans tells me just how much he’s enjoying this despite the physical toll it takes on him.
“Are you okay, baby?” Even so, I check on him. I want to make sure he’s not hurting himself when all I want, when all the beast inside wants is to go faster, to fuck him like a rag doll, like a toy.
He opens his eyes and falls back down to me, nodding, kissing me, riding me.
“You’re so big, my darling boy. So big and gorgeous.”
That makes me buck my hips ever so slightly, and Lucian hisses.
“You like that?”
“Yes, my boy. I love it. Ah.” I swallow his moan like it’s my only sustenance, and Lucian slowly sits up.
He pushes a finger into my front hole again, and I could just about explode from the need coursing through my very blood.
I don’t. I hold back. I hold back and grab his cock in my big furry hands and drive him inside my front hole, replacing his finger with his cock.
Lucian’s pain turns into a smile, and as he crawls back down to my lips, we get into a rhythm, fucking each other like a coordinated dance only we know the steps to.
Yes, Master. Claim your demon. Claim our demon.
I place my hand on the back of his head and harden our kiss, lashing at his tongue with mine, drinking him up like he’s the thing I need to survive. Like he’s my one and only sustenance.
And he is.
Because without him, I wouldn’t have any of this. I wouldn’t have my freedom. I wouldn’t have my power. I wouldn’t have something I hadn’t known I needed or wanted until he came into my life.
Love.
Specifically his love. His affection. His care. His kisses. His tender arms.
“I love you,” I mumble.
My desire is back, swirling in the pit of my stomach, stronger than ever before. Each thrust in and out makes me climb higher. Each plunge into him brings the countdown closer to the edge.
Lucian opens his eyes, looks at me, and smirks.
“I love you more, my Yu-jin.”
I lose control while looking deep into his eyes. Getting lost in them. I watch as his eyes go wide and his jaw drops from the feel of my cum inside him, scorching us both like lava.
I bite his bottom lip as he inhales and exhales, and I swallow the groan that comes out of him as I feel the heat searing inside me, branding me with his seed, his name, his whole soul.
“I love you so much, my soulmate. My husband,” he mumbles, eyes already heavy with sleep, and nuzzles up against me like I’ve done all this time since I met him.
I can’t lie. I like being the bigger man for a change. I like being his protector. His shield from anything that could cause him harm.
