Page 40 of Demonic Prince

“Because I’m a virgin. Because I’m in heat.” I bow my head to avoid looking at him. “I’m a dragon. I can’t do this.”

“Why not? Enlighten me.”

“A male dragon will claim me. Bite me. Fuck me.” I laugh bleakly. “If I’m lucky, he will marry me. I’m waiting for my mate.”

“How long have you been waiting?”

Tears sting my eyes, threatening to betray me. “Forever.”

“Pyrah.” He touches his fingertips to my cheek, just a whisper of a caress. “Refuse me or ask me for more. I won’t judge your choice.”

Deep inside me, I believe him.

Itrusthim.

He hasn’t demanded anything I didn’t want from him. My gaze travels along his wicked black horns and the wide expanse of his chest.

How long can I suffer? Nothing else will bring me out of heat.

I have to do this, for my own sanity.

“One night with an incubus,” I whisper, remembering his words in my cave.

“Is that your request?”

I answer without hesitation, even though I’m afraid. “Yes.”

His eyes flare like hellfire itself. Wordlessly, he unbuckles his belt.

My heartbeat starts to pound against my ribs. “Wait. What about protection? I assume youdon’twant to get me pregnant?”

He gives me a long look. An unknown emotion glints in his eyes. “I can’t.”

“Can’t…?”

“I’m half-incubus. I can’t get any woman pregnant.”

Surprise jolts me. “I didn’t know. Though I’ve heard of other hybrids who couldn’t bear children of their own.”

“I’m immune from any consequences of sex.”

“Any? How lucky for you.”

He shrugs. “If it makes you more comfortable, I have condoms. Enchanted silkskin. Feels like nothing at all.”

A blush creeps into my cheeks. “Not that a virgin would know the difference.”

“Would you prefer them?” He offers me the choice without judgment.

“No. I believe you.”

Rook strokes the hollow of my throat. “What will bring you out of heat?”

That’s a good question, though I’m certain of one thing. “I need to be fucked.”

“Do you need to be claimed? Bitten?”

“Formalities.” I force a laugh. “We aren’t getting married. This is just sex.”

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