“You want a taste?” I growl, the sounds reverberating off the shower walls. She nods her head like the good girl she is. She needs more of my come anyway, she hasn’t gotten enough to help with mating a demon. She opens the shower door, her body going on instinct alone, the need and connection taking over. She closes it behind her, her fingers still on her clit.
She sits down on the bench across from me, her back against the wall, her legs spread out and her pussy on full display, her lips pink and puffy. She slowly rubs her clit, her eyes fluttering from the sensation. Like the tease she is, her foot slowly inches towards me, sliding against the tiled bench. She opens her eyes to stare at me, as she moves closer. My little one wanted to play games with me now, did she?
“If you come any closer, I won’t be able to stop myself. That’s the only warning you’re going to get,” my teeth clenched from the control I had over myself at this moment. Her eyes sparkle at the threat.
My tail moves to her. Slowly slithering along the bench, until it wraps around her ankle, sliding up her calf as she continues to play with her clit. She scoots closer, moving her legs beneath mine, trying to wrap them around my back. I raised my eyebrow at her; she was toeing a fine line rightnow. She gave me a playful smile as she laid her hand against my leg, caressing my thigh.
Before she or I even realized, I snapped. I grabbed her waist with my hands and hauled her on top of my lap. She was light and much smaller than me; it was easy to lift her and move her where I needed. I plunged my cock inside her until it was fully buried in her tight channel. We both let out a moan as she stretches around me.
I grit my teeth, “is this what you needed? My cock inside you, little one?” She nods her head as I begin to move her on my length. “Hold on tight,” is the only warning I give her.
She places her hands on my horns, wrapping her fingers around the base as I pound into her from below, going at a fast and brutal pace. Her hands on my horns send a zip of pleasure down my spine to my balls. My tail comes and rubs her clit, making her explode. Her walls clamp down on me, massaging my length as I continue my thrusts, now chasing my own orgasm. I bite down on her shoulder, not hard enough to break skin but hard enough to leave a bruise as I fill her with my seed. My eyes rolled back in my head, my thoughts being consumed by the idea of claiming her.
How long would I have until my instincts take over and demand me to claim my mate? I’d rather not get to the point where I’m not myself and my brain is cloudy and foggy with lust and need. Finding our mate and claiming them was one of the most important life changing events for a demon. I wanted to be present when I claimed her.
I needed to have this conversation with her before it was too late. I was already walking the line on keeping myself in check. The giant bite mark and bruise were a telling sign.
* **
She seemed to be in a better mood lately since she started sleeping in my bed with me. After that first night, I wouldn’t allow her to sleep anywhere else unless it was with me. I waited a few more days before I brought up claiming her.
After a long day of work trying to finish up a car that needed custom work done, we sat on the couch watching a movie of her choice. We had decided to do a date night at home with Chinese takeout. She asked me if I’ve ever seen TheLord of the Ringsbefore, which I haven’t. That was one thing since I have been on earth that I didn’t spend much time on.
“Blair, as you know, we are fated mates. But I wanted to talk about it because there is more involved that I want you to be aware of. Under no obligation do you have to accept me as your mate either. You can reject the bond and move on with your life.” The last words were hard to get out because the thought of her not accepting me killed me inside, but she needed to know that she had choices. Even if she rejected our bond and moved on with her life, I would not. You only had one fated mate in your lifetime. It would leave a gaping hole in my chest and heart if she rejected me; I would become a shell of a demon.
She crooks her head at me, confusion on her face. “But I thought I already accepted you as my mate?” My heart soars with that notion.
“Yes, we are mates, but I have to claim you in order for us to fully bond and be soul-connected. You know, kind of like the whole werewolf trope you find in your books,” I wave my hand nonchalantly. Her mouth was shapedinto a big O from understanding.
I hesitate for a moment before I speak again, nervous about what she is going to say. “I-is this something you would consider?”
She gives me a small smile. “Of course it’s something I would consider. Pretty sure you ruined me anyway. A human just wouldn’t cut it anymore. You have opened my mind up to a realm of possibilities,” she giggles. Of course she likes my monster cock, a sense of smug pride fills my chest.
“Oh you have no idea the possibilities Blair,” giving her a devilish smile.
She swats my arm. “Don’t say things like that or you’re going to make me horny,” she laughs. “We are trying to have a serious conversation here and watch a movie.” I loved how much of an effect I had on my mate.
“Is there a ritual or something we would be performing? How does claiming work?” she muses.
“Well, I would bite you and it would break skin, creating a lifelong bond between us, if you accept it when I do initiate it. You would then carry my bite mark as a scar for the rest of your life. Normally, it’s done during sex.”
“Huh, it is just like the books,” I roll my eyes at her comparison, these damned books.
“There are some… other changes that would occur to both of us when I claim you. Due to being a fertility demon, my body prepares yours.”
“Does your come tasting sweet have anything to do with this?” she narrows her eyes at me.
I chuckle at her question. “Yes Blair. When we find our mates, our come begins to change. Getting sweeter is one of the changes to ensure that you want more,” I shrug, my cheeks turning a dark purple from blushing.
“I mean, I can’t argue with that. It tastes delicious,” a blush covers her neck and cheeks. The fact that my mate loves the way I taste makes my cock twitch and take notice, but I ignore it, for now.
“My fluids become thicker as well as increases in the amount of volume produced. Once we find our mate, our body begins to change. This transformation allows us breed our mate once we claim them.”
She nods her head thoughtfully. “That makes sense.” I could see her brain putting together the pieces, unsure how she feels about it, but going based on her scent, she loves the idea of me breeding her.
I put my hand on her leg, dropping my voice low, “are you okay with me breeding you, Blair? It’s in my nature and instincts. Once I claim you, your body will begin to change, and you will be begging for my cock and seed. I won’t be able to stop myself.” Her floral scent blooms in the air from my words.
“Maybe I don’t want you to stop yourself,” she whispers back. That’s all the permission I need.
