Page 60 of Desired By her Alien Prince

I arched up to give him better access and with a grunt, he ripped the soft material to fully expose my tits to him. "So perfect."

His lips encircled one nipple, and he sucked it into his mouth, sending waves of pleasure through me.

My hands moved up to his biceps, and I loved the ripple of his muscles underneath my fingertips. Even after all these years, he was so massive it still took my breath away.

His other hand slowly made its way up my flank, ripped some more of my dress, and I spread my legs, eager for him to cup my pussy. And when he did, I let out a loud moan and rubbed my sex into his palm.

"Already so wet," he said.

"Only for you," I replied.

"Only for me." His lips moved up from my breast over my chest to my clavicle, and I hissed in anticipation as he left a hot trail of kisses up to my collarbone and then my throat.

My pulse hammered erratically against his lips as his thumb found my clit and gently rubbed the little nub back and forth. His sharp teeth taunted my skin, and I tensed in anticipation of the blissful bite I had come to crave.

Heat was already spreading through my loins, swirling and forming a knot that I knew would soon release, followed by the most intense pleasure.

Fingers entered me, one, two, three. He scissored them then rubbed them up and down my walls until he found my secret spot of pleasure.

"Come for me, karamia," he enticed.

My body arched and released as I whimpered in pleasure. My skin tingled underneath his fangs, his tongue lapped over the skin, and I exploded around his fingers, releasing my juices when he pricked my skin, and I screamed his name in blissful pleasure. "Azazel!"

His fingers fucked me harder as his palm grasped my pussy and more juices exploded into his hand while I rocked my hips against it.

His hand withdrew, to be replaced by his cock, filling me to the brim. And with him sucking on me, I came again so hard, I saw blinding flashes of light.

"Azazel!"

He rocked his hips back and forth, never stopping his sucking and groaning, and I held on to his taut biceps as if my life depended on it, knowing another climax would soon wash over me.

His hand moved underneath my ass, shoved me up, farther onto his cock, and I lifted my hips, pressing my thighs against his to absorb every last bit of his cock. His balls slapped my ass, and I cried out.

His thrusts became harder and faster before he slowed. Arching his back, he roared his own release against the ceiling.

He thrust again. "MINE!"

With that claim, he made my walls clench around him as a wave of heat pulsed through me.

He lapped my punctured skin to close the wounds with his venom before his forehead came to rest on mine. Nose to nose, we stared into each other's eyes, panting and incredibly satiated.

"I love you."

"I love you."

He pursed his lips, and we gave each other butterfly kisses while our breaths and heartbeats returned to normal.

"It's a risk," Azazel cautioned when we reconvened for another meeting the following day.

"One not worth taking?" Seth challenged, staring at each of us.

I slowly shook my head. "For what purpose? I mean, I don't feel like a Nayphyllym even though everybody says that's what I am. Do you guys feel like Daemons just because you were told you are one?"

"None of us feel any connection to a past that isn't ours," Lilith supported me.

"We were all forced to play roles we disliked," Azubah added.

Seth regarded us thoughtfully. He rubbed his jaw and stared at his brothers, who nodded.

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