I could feel my knot beginning to swell, and I knew we should stop, should leave before they saw something that couldn't be explained. But Raven was clenching around me, so close to coming, and I couldn't deny her.
"I’m going to come," she screamed, not caring who heard. "Fuck, Ezekiel, I'm coming!"
She shattered around me, her orgasm triggering mine. I barely managed to pull out before my knot fully swelled, spinning her around and pressing her to her knees. She knew what I needed, opening her mouth eagerly.
I came on her face and breasts, marking her visibly for everyone to see. The crowd gasped at the sheer volume—guardian physiology producing far more than human. She was painted with it, dripping with my claim.
"Fuck," someone whispered nearby. "That's so much cum."
Raven just smiled, licking her lips clean while dozens watched. She looked debauched, destroyed, perfect.
Security was pushing through the crowd now, but we were already moving. I pulled her dress down just enough to cover her, then led her toward the exit, my cum still visible on her skin.
"Holy shit," she panted as we stumbled into the alley. "That was... fuck, I'm already wet again just thinking about it."
I pressed her against the alley wall, unable to resist tasting her. "You're incredible."
"I'm yours." She pulled me up for a kiss, and I could taste myself on her lips. "Take me home. Need you properly. Need your knot."
"Going to fuck you until you can't remember your own name," I promised, already hard again.
"Yes. Please. Now."
We barely made it home before I was inside her again, this time letting my knot swell fully, locking us together for hours. She came over and over, each orgasm stronger than the last, her developing immortal body able to take more and more.
"The way those people watched us," she gasped during a brief respite. "The way they looked at me covered in your cum..."
"Made you feel powerful."
"Made me feel owned. Claimed. Yours." She clenched around my knot, making me groan. "Want to do it again. Want everyone to know how thoroughly you wreck me."
"My perfect exhibitionist." I thrust slightly, making her whimper. "We'll give them shows they'll never forget."
"Promise?"
"Promise. But next time, I want somewhere I can knot you properly. Let them see what you really take."
The thought made her come again, and I realized that her exhibitionist desires were only growing stronger as she changed. By the time she was fully immortal, we'd probably be banned from every club in the city.
Perfect.
CHAPTER FIVE
RAVEN
That night at the club had awakened something deeper in me. Not just the exhibitionism, but a craving for more. For everything. The way those supernaturals had watched Ezekiel claim me, the respect in their eyes when they saw his knot lock inside me—it made me realize I wasn't just playing at being claimed by something inhuman. I was living it. And I wanted to live it forever.
We'd barely made it home before he was on me again, pressing me against the apartment door, his hands everywhere.
"Can't get enough of you," he growled against my throat. "The way you took me in front of everyone... fuck, Raven."
I gasped as his fingers found me still dripping with his cum from the bar.
My demon carried me to bed, tossing me onto the mattress before stripping with inhuman speed. I watched him, drinking in the sight—alabaster skin, those black wings that seemed to absorb light, his cock already hard again.
"Turn over," he commanded. "Ass up."
I obeyed immediately, presenting myself to him. I heard his sharp intake of breath, felt the bed dip as he knelt behind me.
