Her answer is a desperate nod. “I’m trying.”
“Take it,” I snarl as I slam balls-deep, my cock roaring it’s approval inside my head, our moans colliding with the whipping wind.
She hisses my name, a sound that shatters whatever control remained, and I lose it. Clawing her hips upward, I ride her like a warhorse, every thrust deeper than the last.
“Come now,” I bark, biting her collarbone until she screams.
I feel the crest build in her before she does. My grip tightens, my voice dropping to a coaxing growl.
My cock roars it’s curse words and begs,Hold there idiot! Let me savor this moment. This tight little human is about to snap me from your body but it’s a pleasure I will never find again. Fuck, our mate demon, our mate is a miracle.
“Let go.” I grimace, grinding my molars trying to keep my climax from releasing too soon but she’s making it nearly impossible not to blow her across the room and out the window. “Take it. Hold what I’m giving.”
She finally breaks like a storm. Heat surges through the room. Light flickers along the rain-slick walls as the storm rages. I stay wrapped around her, protective even while serving my own demonic needs.
I scent her virgin blood, my cock screaming it’s own pleasure, the barbs swelling, holding us together.
My own climax surges up, up, up. There’s no more control.
Cum floods her with a heat that even my demon blood can’t contain. She shakes and shouts beneath me, face buried in the soaked pillow as our orgasms knot together in a primal, sweating tangle of limbs and sweat-slick skin.
The spurting seems endless as I roar at the sky. When I finally spill the last hot drops, I fall against her back, panting into her neck, overwhelmed by how human this feels. How alive.
How much I love her.
When she sags forward, spent and shaking, I keep my palm firm over her belly.
“Now,” I growl, “Now you’ll never be free of me, little witch.”
I lower my face to her shoulder, the cool edge of my jaw grazing warm skin.
“I’ll keep you full of all that hot cum every day. I’ll plant it deep. That’s the bond you summoned for us.”
She doesn’t answer with words, only a soft sound and a clench of her battered little opening around my cock.
“I love you,” I choke out, my demonic heart slamming like a war drum. No lies here, only truth sharp enough to cut glass.
She turns, those pale blue eyes glimmering with tears above that stubborn grin of hers. “Demons love?”
I shake my head, unable to understand my own words. “Not usually… Not unless…”
Unless this was meant to be.
Sheismy mate. It’s the only reality that makes sense. She is the one being given over to my care in this entire existence.
I bury my face in the back of her neck, nuzzling her, scenting her, enjoying the feel of my cock still buried in her soft warmth, the barbs holding us knotted together.
“I love you too, Aios,” she whispers, and the words feel like a glimpse of heaven.
We collapse into the mattress, still connected, her head leaning back to my chest, where she can hear my thrumming pulse. The world’s unraveling, but now? Now I’ll burn galaxies for a second more of this.
Chapter 5
Aios
Eve lies beneath me, soft and trembling, her heartbeat wild against my chest. I draw lazy circles over her hip, not to claim, but to soothe. She feels so breakable and yet so fierce. The contrast pulls at something I didn’t know I still had.
“I never knew it would feel like that,” she whispers, voice raw and full of awe. “Now I’m even happier that I bled on that book.”