“You do know there’s more than one devil and that they don’t necessarily have horns?” Dre lifted one eyebrow. Sammy swatted at his arm.
“Don’t try to distract me—and I didn’t know. But let’s stay focused here.” He shuddered. “What’s going to happen now? How exactly does this work?”
Dre caressed Sammy’s cheek with his knuckles. They had discussed this before, but if his hopefully soon-to-be mate needed to go over it again, Dre wouldn’t deny him. Especially since it helped calm his own nerves as well.
“We’re going to have penetrative sex for the first time. Ideally, I’m going to take you from behind because of the whole knotting thing—and the bite, of course.” Dre gave Sammy what he hoped was a reassuring smile. “When we both reach orgasm and my knot starts to swell, I’m going to bite you here.” Dre ghosted his fingers over the crook of Sammy’s neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake. “While I ingest your blood, my venom is pumped into your system. If you aren’t my mate, you will experience a light drowsiness and the bite will heal just like every other flesh wound you ever got.”
Sammy caught Dre’s fingers in both his hands and looked at him with a suspicious glint in his eyes. “And if I am? Somehow I’m getting the feeling you’re trying to tell me something by not telling me.”
Dre sighed. They really were in tune with each other.Damn!“If you are my mate—which I’m pretty sure of, by the way—the poison will react with your blood and start reshaping your body so you can become my mate. That process is…uncomfortable.”
Sammy raised a brow. “Uncomfortable? Did I miss something?”
Dre winced. “Uhm, I may not have mentioned it before. Very…and painful. I’m sorry.”
“You’re doing a great job selling this to me,” Sammy grumbled. “I mean, seriously, I don’t get it. If I’m not your mate, there aren’t any problems, but if I am, I get tortured? Were all the paranormal romance books I’ve read wrong? I want my money back!”
Dre did his best not to smile at those last words. He had a feeling smiles were counterproductive at the moment. He took the route of downplaying mixed with a reasonable explanation. Sammy’s brain was scientifically wired, after all.
“The pain doesn’t last long, only a few minutes. Afterward it’s bliss. I promise. And the books aren’t wrong per se, just inaccurate and selective in the information they provide. It’s a bit like with pregnancies. If there wasn’t all that talk about how wonderful it is to hold a baby in your arm, no woman would ever get pregnant. And if it weren’t truly wonderful, no woman would get pregnant twice or more often. Just treat this as a form of slightly misconstrued advertising. The rewards are even greater than described, but getting there takes a few sacrifices.”
Sammy stared at him for so long that Dre was half-afraid he would tell him to forget about it all. Then all of a sudden, he started to laugh.
“You’re the worst salesman ever, Dre. Has anybody told you that?”
“Not yet.”
“Rest assured.” Sammy chuckled some more before he turned serious again. “Okay, let’s do this. I’m warning you, though, that if this isn’t as great as you claim it to be, your ass is toast.”
Dre felt a relieved smile tugging at his lips.
“Whatever you say,mo grah thu.”
Sammy took Dre’s hand and led him to his bedroom. They had spent time in there so often during the past week that it no longer felt strange to Sammy. Instead, his heart rate started speeding up and his cock took an interest. It had already learned to expect pleasure from the combination of Dre and the bedroom.
“Do you think we needThe Guide to Successful and Satisfying Sex with a Paranormal?” Sammy was so nervous that the idea to have something in written form to cling to was more than a bit appealing. Dre kissed him on the top of his head.
“We can read the chapter about demons again, if you want to, though I dare say we already know it by heart. Wouldn’t you agree?”
Sammy sighed, grabbed Dre’s hands in his own. “You’re right. I’m just so nervous, Dre. This is it.”
“Yes, this is it. And you know what,mo grah thu? I’m no longer afraid. Because this”—he made a gesture that included the entire bedroom—“is us. Barion was right. No matter what happens after my bite, you and I are about to share the most intimate thing between two beings, and there’s nobody I’d rather be with at this moment, not even my true mate should you not be it. And that says it all.”
Sammy looked into Dre’s glowing red eyes, saw the honesty and love in them and felt something inside him unravel, like the world’s biggest ball of yarn that had finally decided to set his heart free from its wooly clutches. His heart was beating only for Dre, not only at this moment but since they had first met. He smiled. “You’re right. There’s nothing to fear. Just us. And I’ve been dying to have you inside me.” He blushed at his own boldness. Dre’s deep chuckle didn’t help at all.
“Come here,mo grah thu. Let me take your clothes off.”
Obediently, Sammy kept still while Dre started undressing him. He took his time, got rid of one item of clothing after the other, as if sensing the wild waters of passion that lay before them and wanting to enjoy the calmness of the river they were currently traveling. Sammy was content letting Dre set the pace, relying on his lover’s experience. The idea of Dre with other partners still wasn’t a welcome one, but if they had both been virgins, this would have been either awkward as hell—no pun intended—or very short or both. As it was, he followed Dre’s lead, stepped out of his trousers and underwear when Dre tugged them down his legs and made no attempt to hide his body once he was completely naked. In the beginning, Sammy had been incredibly shy around Dre, whose gorgeous body was every gay man’s dream come true. With patience and a good dose of humor, Dre had coaxed him out of his shell and now Sammy was content admiring Dre while he stripped off his own clothes.
When they were both naked, his demon lover gently guided him toward the bed. Once Sammy was on his back under the canopy of pin lights, Dre turned toward the nightstand, rummaging around until he found what he had been looking for. With a triumphant growl, Dre held up the huge bottle of lube they had bought in a sex shop in Amsterdam, as well as the deep red silicone butt plug that had been waiting for them in a specialized shop in Vienna. Sammy felt his cheeks becoming as red as the plug when he thought back to that trip. All he had wanted was a taste of the originalSachercake, but a short stroll through the inner city had led them to this tiny hole-in-the-wall with only one small window in which a gorgeous leather jacket with silver studs had been displayed.
A kiss on his navel brought him back to the here and now. Dre’s hot breath was ghosting over his tummy, doing strange things to Sammy’s ability to form coherent thoughts. He let his fingers glide over the silver tattoos on Dre’s chest and arms, enjoying the slight shiver he got as a reaction.
“Sammy…so good.” Dre was pressing his entire body against him, his enormous erection hot on Sammy’s already-oversensitive skin. The hard length also reminded Sammy why the plug was necessary. AsThe Guide to Successful and Satisfying Sex with a Paranormalstated—
Being with a demon is always an intense experience, not comparable with any other creature, paranormal or other. A demon’s penis is an impressive tool only the bravest and most masochistic take on without preparation. For those of our readers who wish to enjoy the encounter, let us stress how important preparation is. Make sure to have enough lube ready. You’re going to need it. We also recommend the use of little helpers, such as plugs, beads or smaller dildos to prepare for the main thing.
When they had first read this paragraph together, Sammy had died of embarrassment, only to be reminded in the following make-out session how very true the words were. Even half hard, Dre’s cock was a monster that would be the envy of every locker room, should Dre ever decide to go into sports. Fully erect, it made Sammy’s mouth water and his pulse quicken in fear at the same time. Dre slid their bodies together for a few more moments before he sat up and maneuvered Sammy’s legs out from under his own to spread them over his massive thighs. Sammy was now completely exposed to Dre’s gaze, the cool air in his bedroom an interesting contrast to the hot skin of his demon lover.
