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Reaching up, he palms my left tit and tweaks my nipple.
“Daemon,” I moan as he shifts onto his elbow and takes the rosy bud in his mouth.
He swirls his tongue while his gaze burns into me, and the intensity in his brown depths slays me. How can I not hand my heart over to him when he fucks me like he wants to imprint himself on my soul? He doesn’t need to worry; he’s written all over it like felt-tip scribbles on a bathroom stall.
His elongating fangs graze his bottom lip and then he strikes the swell of my breast, but the sharp pain gets swept out to sea with the next roll of my hips. Moaning his name like it’s the holiest of prayers, I fall apart for a second time while clinging to his shoulders.
Daemon shifts me onto my front, pulls my hair, and then sinks into me from behind, chasing his own release. He fucks me hard and fast, letting go of my blonde, tangled strands to grab my neck. The headboard bangs against the wall with every brutal thrust, drowning out my loud moans and his deep grunts.
“Fuck, Angel,” he groans, stilling on top of me as every muscle in his body tenses. Rocking slowly but so fucking deeply, he fills me up with his cum while pushing me down into the pillow with a firm grip on the back of my neck. I take it all. I let him use me until he’s spent and wrung out. Then he collapses beside me, dragging me onto his sweaty chest and wrapping his arms around me. He kisses my head, and it’s so sweet that I squeeze my eyes shut. “I won’t ever let you go.”
That’s what I’m afraid of.
“Sleep, baby,” he whispers, covering us with the blanket as my eyes grow heavy. “We’ll figure it all out tomorrow.”
ChapterThirty
AURELIA
“What the fuck was in that drink?” Dariana laughs while I press my hand on the brick wall outside the club. I’m laughing, too. “We’re angels. How can we get this drunk?”
The night is warm here in the human world. Warm and clammy. Music pulses through the thin walls as the bouncer looks over at us from the doorway.
“Sshh!” Dariana giggles, pressing her soft finger to my lips. “Don’t give our secret away.”
My eyes grow wide. “Oh, shit!” Descending into giggles, I pull her into me and lean my head back against the brick. I hiccup, smiling. “We should do this more often.”
“How long until your bodyguards find us?”
Another hiccup. I shake my head. “I’m surprised they haven’t yet.”
Dariana’s smile widens before softening. “You need to feed. Let’s find you a juicy meal.”
“A juicy meal,” I laugh, the world spinning around me.
Instead of moving away, Dariana shifts closer. “Do you want a man or a woman?”
“I want you.”
She smiles, biting down on her lip as police sirens wail in the distance. “You have me.”
More laughter. I can’t seem to stop.
The stars twinkle overhead.
“That was cheesy.”
“You think?” Her smile rivals mine.
“Yes.”
She leans in, but I place my hands on her chest. “He’s watching us.”
“Who?” she asks, looking to the side. “You mean the bouncer?” When her eyes return to mine, they sparkle with mischief. “Let him look.”
“You’re trouble.” I giggle.
Her hand slides up my chest to my throat. “You have no idea.”
