Page 60 of Finding Her
“Why? I like that you’re marking my thigh like you don’t want any other females near me. Howprimalof you, Little Fae.”
I was so sensitive. So desperate. So completely and utterly enamored. My breaths became rapid. “Graysen—I’m going to…”
“Not yet, you aren’t.” He released me suddenly, turning on his heels and stomping towards the cold, dark fireplace devoid of its usual flames.
I whimpered in frustration, my mind blankly trying to reformulate any thoughts after being brought so close to the edge.
“Come here, Pet,” he beckoned darkly. “I’m going to claim you.”
I obediently stepped to his side, awaiting further instructions from the monster I was willingly giving myself to. His claws pinched the end of the satin ribbon around my neck, pulling the bow loose and dropping the fabric to our feet. My physical collar was gone, but I realized the significance of the ownership I was about to grant him.
He tugged at my tight mesh tank top, my nipples already shamelessly hard under the thinly clinging fabric.
“You’re putting everyone else in a dangerous situation showing this much of your body in public.”A claw delicately flicked over the pebble pressing through my shirt. “I don’t like other people coveting what’s mine.”
I grabbed the hem of the top and pulled it over my head, bare breasts spilling out for him. “Should I not wear it?” I didn’t know why I was asking. I would normally never let another person dictate how I dress. But I was feeling so incredibly submissive under the control of my beautifully dangerous fire demon.
He cupped my breasts, holding their weight in his palms. “You’ll never behave to accommodate another.”I felt his claw pinch my nipple and hissed in response. “If you wish to dance naked through the streets, I’ll burn cities down so you can do so without the disrespect of onlookers.”
Graysen gently lowered his hands from my breasts and started gathering blankets and pillows from the surrounding furniture, tossing them into a pile in front of the fireplace mantel. He’d created a cushioned nest at our feet.
“Lie down,” his monstrous voice commanded.
I lowered myself to my knees on the soft woven fabric, staring up at his towering form. He matched my gaze, tugging his sweater over his head to reveal the glowing skin of hispowerful torso. His abdominals contracted with each panted breath, and I gave in to the temptation to trace the tip of my tongue along the muscular V of his hip.
“Is it… normal?” I asked, suddenly embarrassed by my word choice. There was a distinct outline along his thigh, commanding my attention. I began to lift my hand to touch it, but panicked and instead self-consciously hugged my elbows.
“My cock?” He raised a shadowy brow, getting onto one knee and towering over where I sat back onto my heels. “It’ll become your normal.”His claw traced from my parted lips to the pulse under my jawbone. “Are you afraid to take it?”
I shook my head. “No. I trust you.”
“That’s right.” He crawled over me, forcing my body back on the pillow that rested against the mantle. “Be a good little pet and lie back. Let me take care of you.”
I reclined onto my elbows, my knees bent on either side of his flexed core. Just as he had done with the ribbon around my neck, he pulled the bow around my waist free. Claws hooked into the band of my pants and tugged them down over my legs, discarding them to the side. His back arched into a beastly curve so he could bury his face between my thighs, kissing the damp fabric of my panties.
“I really should stop buying these for you,” he rumbled, hooking his thumbs into the band carefully, before immediately growing impatient and slicing through them.
“Please—” I stared down at the radiating demon between my thighs. “I need you inside of me.”
“It would be cruel for me to force myself inside of this tight pussy without preparing you first.”His red tongue snaked out of his mouth, lapping up my excitement in one thorough lick.
My eyes clenched closed, and my head fell back with a throaty “ahhh” groaning into the quiet of our home. My feet planted firmly on the ground when he shoved his hands under my ass and lifted my hips to his mouth. Wet and warm, his lips closed over my clit, his tongue circling in response to the feedback of my moans. I gasped for breath, my body tensing as it climbed towards orgasm.
Before I could shatter, he plunged his thick tongue into my core. The pressure of being filled pushed me over the edge in waves as a warm wetness tickled where his jaw was parted over me. He continued rolling his tongue against my most sensitive spot until every drop had escaped, only then withdrawing and rising to his knees.
“Now that you’re satisfied, do you still want me?” His red tongue licked a drop of arousal from his cheek. “Do you want me to mate you and make you mine? Or should I resume my post between your thighs?”
“Yours for the taking,” I gasped, spreading my knees wider in invitation.
I watched as his talon sliced through the button of his black denim, dark pubic hair casting shadows against the illumination of his skin. One hand sliced along the length of the zipper, while the other reached in and grasped the girth of his erection, pulling it free with the smooth curve of his inner talons.
Fuck. It was attractive, glowing the same golden tones as the rest of his physique, ending in a flared head of deeper orange, practically caramel. Would it taste salty sweet? Stroking him last night had raised some questions I had been eager to answer, and now I visually investigated the unique shape of my partner. From base to tip, his girth was segmented into four layered swells, each a couple of inches long before subtly dipping and overlapping into the next bulge at a tapered angle. Mythumb and middle finger had almost been able to touch around the narrower sections.Almost. The pump of my fist had reached a full stop toward his base, where I now saw the largest swell occupying only the underside of his shaft. I could assume its function.
“If it hurts too much, we stop.”He held his cock in an open claw, the head pointing at its destination menacingly. His skin cast a golden glow across my exposed flesh.
“You won’t hurt me.”
His free hand curled carefully under my hips, pulling them towards him so I lay fully back with my head on the mantle pillow. He stretched across me, holding himself inches above my face and staring into my eyes. There was no knowing what thoughts circled behind his eyes, but I could sense vehement yearning in his choked breaths. Something significant was happening inside of him; worlds were crashing down from relinquishing control.
