Page 182 of The Demon's Pet

I nodded. “Your eyes are beautiful either way.”

His eyes flashed with something, and I felt the heat in the room intensify.

“Cleo…” He brought one of my hands forward, cupping it against his face as he leaned into it. “I wish we could be together. I wish things were simple.” He kissed the inside of the palm, and the skin there practically sizzled. He licked me gently where he’d kissed, and I let out a moan as a shock of pleasure moved over my hand.

I hadn’t known my hand could get me turned on.

“There are a million sensitive places you don’t know about,” he said, pinning my hand back again. He lowered his head to kiss the side of my neck, then moved to the edge of my shoulder, pushing the blanket aside and off me to kiss me there as well.

I sighed, arching back to give him access to my neck. Instead, he tore my white tank top open down the front with one hand, his red eyes pinned on my face.

I gasped as the night air touched my bare skin.

I felt something move around my hands, locking them together behind my back, cool and silky.

As Sam moved both of his hands in front of me, I realized he must have tied me with something.

He put up a hand, and to my shock, sharp talons extended from his fingers. He dragged them forward, cutting the center of my sports bra open and making it fall apart to the sides without even grazing my skin.

He picked me up and tossed me on the bed, still fully tied. I looked up to see that even though he’d tossed me like I weighed nothing, he was about ten feet from the bed.

As I lay there with tied arms, pushing myself up slightly so I could watch him, I saw him start to slowly untie his bathrobe. As he shrugged it over his shoulders and let it fall to the ground, he was revealed in only a pair of tight black boxer briefs.

And what was in those briefs was way more than I even remembered.

Holy shit. He really is a sex demon.

My inner demon licked her lips.

It was impossible not to feel slightly afraid as he took a step closer, then another one, looking like an evil king of hell approaching his captive.

But my fantasies were rough, and I was wet as hell thinking of him fulfilling them.

I struggled slightly as he got a little bit closer, and it only seemed to excite him more, as I saw a twitch at the side of his mouth.

“The powerful Morningstar, at my mercy,” he growled. “What will it be, my queen?”

I just stared at him, running my eyes over his beautiful skin, his gorgeously shaped pecs, his narrow hips, his rippling abs.

His strong, muscular legs.

And… was that a tail?

My eyes went wide, and he looked back at it, a long red rope with a slightly pointed end. He grinned. “Not tonight.”

“Not tonightwhat?”

He smirked. “We can have a lot of fun with my tail.” He moved his hand to the front of his briefs, grazing his member. “And this.” Then he dropped his hand and took another step forward. “But not tonight.” He scented the air. “Not with a virgin.”

“What? You know that by smelling the air?”

“No,” he said. “I knowyouby smelling the air.” His gaze met mine, hot enough to burn. “Hm, time to feed.”

In a blink, he was on top of me, kneeling over my abdomen on the bed with me still tied beneath him.

I didn’t even know how he’d moved that fast, but he leaned over me, licking over the shell of my ear, his hands planted on either side of my face as I lay on my side.

“How does it feel to be tied?” he asked. His lips found mine in an awkward angle that became amazing once our mouths were both open. I moaned as he stroked inside my mouth, and I struggled against the silky bonds on my hands. “You get so turned on being restrained, pet. There’s no way I can hold back.”

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