At his nudge, I lowered my hands to the ground and knelt on all fours in front of him.
“Fuck, man.” His hands smoothed over the skin of my ass. “You are the hottest guy I’ve ever been with. Guess what they say about demons is true.”
Before I could respond, his tongue made a solitary swipe over my hole, causing me to cry out and lurch forward in pleasure.
Instead of repeating the motion like I’d expected, I felt him push himself up, and his inner thighs brushed against my hips as he stood straddling me.
He groaned as the tip of his cock pushed against my opening. I shifted away from him in surprise at the pressure, though my cock instantly began to throb.
“It’s been a while. We’ll have to go real slow.”
His hands continued their ministrations over my ass, swiping over the muscles of my back and then returning to tease my opening. “Don’t worry. I know what I’m doing.”
“I know.” I had no doubt he’d be the kind I’d feel for days. “Do you have a condom?”
He chuckled. “Cute, but do we really need to role-play as humans?” His thumb pushed into me.
I ignored the desire to shove back, to skewer myself on his thumb, and turned to look at him over my shoulder. Just the sight of his Wrell-like face, mountains of muscles, and throbbing cock was nearly enough to have me go with it, but I wanted to enjoy this. Fear over some fucked-up sickness was the last thing I needed. “How is a condom human?”
He looked at me quizzically, as if trying to determine if I was being serious. “I’m a wolf. You’re a demon.”
As if that explained it.
At my continued expression, he elaborated. “We can’t get human diseases. Impossible. Same is true for the vamps and such. Only species that are too diluted with humans can get that shit. Like witches and stuff.”
At the word witches, I thought I detected a sneer of contempt, but I wasn’t sure. Nor did I care at the moment. I remembered Finn telling me something similar when I’d been worried about what fallout might happen after the vampire. “But I’m part human.”
Shane laughed, already returning to teasing my ass. “Well, obviously. I’m not torn into little pieces.”
“But maybe enough that I need a condom.”
He pushed into me, a knuckle or two deep. His voice low and distracted. “You’re not even close to human or witch enough to worry about that. You’re all demon, enough at least. Even if you were, I’m a hundred percent werewolf. No human at all. Couldn’t be safer.” As his thumb began to build a rhythm, his other hand slipped between my legs, and his fingers began to tease my sack and cock. “You new to this supernatural thing or something?”
I couldn’t even get my words out, and my body began to move with his motions, forcing his digit in deeper. I nodded.
“Hmm. I’d like to hear that story.” He pulled out his thumb and spread my cheeks wide. “But not now. And before you ask, you won’t need lube either. I got enough precum going on that you’re more than taken care of.”
Unbidden, my back arched, pushing my ass toward him.
He blew a slow breath over my skin. “You okay?”
I was. True, I was in the throes of things, but I was okay. He was Wrell and Finn rolled into one. And he had an innate kindness about him that I trusted. It also made sense. I was fairly certain I was immortal, and probably indestructible. This was one more thing about being a demon I hadn’t learned yet. Of all the things, this was one of the best. I’d been afraid of the virus for as long as I could remember. What a wonder to not have to worry about that anymore. Finally, something to be thankful about from my parentage.
My gaze traveled over him once again, pausing to watch his right shoulder muscles flex as he worked my hole. The muscles of his left bicep and chest also put on a display as he stroked his cock. Sure enough, each time the foreskin was pulled away a trail of precum streamed over his fingers.
“Yes, I’m okay. Fuck yes.” I arched farther back toward him.
He needed no more affirmation, and I watched as he positioned himself above me. His thighs taut and bulging, his cock seemed to go on forever as he pointed it down toward my ass.
With one quick plunge, he sank into me.
Pain ripped through me and, with it, a current of fire that made me think I was going to explode into flames.
At the surge of heat, Shane expelled a scream more growl than human. “Fuck yeah!” Both of his hands smacked down on either side of my hips and held on as he withdrew and plunged back in again, not giving my body a moment to adjust to his vicious size.
A pain-filled scream of pleasure issued from somewhere within me again at his onslaught, and I felt something splatter over my hand. I glanced down and found the top of my hand and the majority of the floor around me was covered in my cum. I hadn’t even felt the climax.
Within seconds, with less than four more plunges, Shane bucked hard against me, his cock going so deep I quit breathing and my eyes rolled back in my head. With another loud cry, he pulsated into me. Each ejaculation caused his cock to thicken, stretching me further.
