Page 104 of Of Storm and Emerald
He hadn’t fucked her– he’dclaimedher.
In that moment, with his cock deep inside of her and filth spilling from his lips, he’d staked his claim on her heart and her soul. And something she wasn’t quite ready to acknowledge made itself known.
But as she went to say something to him, the door across her suite opened and closed. The telltale sound of Piper’s not-so-inconspicuous footsteps sounded across the suite, heading towards her door.
Shit.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Daemon
Confusionsettledontohisface when Auraelia groaned and pulled the silk sheet over her head after one of the best rounds of morning sex he’d ever had.
“Everything alright?”
“Piper.” Her voice was muffled beneath the linens, but he understood her nonetheless.
No sooner than the words left her mouth, was there a quick succession of knocks on the door.
“Do you want me to leave?” He didn’t want to ask the question, but out of respect for her and her privacy, he did anyway. He didn’t want to leave her side at all, for anything. They’d spent too much time apart as it was, and they still had too much to discuss. But he knew that he couldn’t smother her either.
It was a delicate balance that they hadn’t figured out yet, and he wasn’t about to start off on the wrong foot.
She removed the sheet from her face. Propping up on her elbows, she looked at him with warmth in her eyes. “No, Daemon. I don’t want you to leave. I want mynosey best friend to go find food and come back later!” The latter part of her statement was loudly directed toward the door and met with a cackle from the other side.
“Note taken!” Piper hollered back, before her footsteps retreated back across the space.
“So much forlatemorning,” she grumbled as she fell back against the bed.
Daemon couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up his throat, and when Auraelia’s brow furrowed in confusion, he laughed harder.
“What’s gotten into you?”
“Nothing, just adding another reason to my ever-growing list of reasons for your nickname.”
“Care to elaborate?”
Her tone was bordering on annoyance, so he took a moment to calm himself before explaining. “You, mystar, aren’t a morning person, are you?”
“Oh, fuck off,” she grumbled, pulling the sheet back over her head as she rolled away from him.
He chuckled, then dove under the sheet as well, pulling her body flush to his–the feeling of her warm skin pressed against his had his dick hardening again. When she pushed back into his hips, a groan rumbled in his throat, and he pulled her closer.
His hands roamed her body as he trailed kisses across her shoulder and playfully nipped the skin where her neck met her shoulder.
“And you called meinsatiable.” Her tone was light with the husky undertones of lust.
His hand slid down her body, slipping between her legs to circle the sensitive bundle of nerves there. As she rocked against his hand, her ass ground against his growing erection.
“Fuck, Auraelia. What have you done to me?” he moaned in her ear, then pulled the sensitive lobe between his teeth. Her low hum in response sent every ounce of blood straight down.
Within seconds he was between her legs, poised at her entrance with her legs wrapped around his hips trying to pull him into her. Her eyes burned with unfettered passion. Green streaks lighting up her gaze as her magic pooled at the surface, and Daemon’s magic responded in kind, itching to reach out and mingle with hers.
“Let your magic go, Auraelia.”
Confusion and hesitancy marred her features as her eyes searched his face.
“Letgo, my star. I’ve got you.” Daemon held her gaze as he dropped the hold on his magic.
