In one swift, loud tear she ripped them from her body and Raxx startled, laughing breathlessly against her neck as he dipped to kiss her collarbones.
“Aren’t you going to need those?” he asked.
“Not nearly as often, provided you’re around I’m sure,” Faye replied, smiling as the demon groaned his approval against her.
With her patience already wearing thin, Faye felt her majick burst to life and she flipped Raxx over onto his back beneath her with ease. She pinned his wrists against the bed and kissed him passionately. Her eyes fluttered as her tight, stiffened nipples brushed over the demon’s chest and she leant in further, pressing her breasts against him.
All her adult life, Faye had fantasised about the intense, passionate love-making she read about over and over in her romance book. She had imagined herself in the heroine’s place more times than she could count but never, in all her sexual experiences, had she ever felt anything remotely like that.
Though it hadn’t dulled her enjoyment of the book, Faye had long since assumed that ‘aching desire’ and ‘feverish passion’ were no more than a fantasy, spun by a clever writer to engage the reader. As her muscles physically trembled beneath her and a deep aching began to centre itself between her legs, Faye wondered if perhaps she had been wrong.
Now the princess found her wildest dream coming true. She had been thrust into a tryst, comparable only to those straight from a romantic fantasy book. The princess was equally elated and embarrassed.
Faye figured, with time, things would change. Perhaps the raging inferno inside her would fade to the controlled smoulder she was more accustomed to, but right at that moment she could think of nothing else than seeing Raxx writhing with pleasure beneath her.
There would be time for long, slow, passionate love-making another night. Right now, Faye needed Raxx and nothing else. The princess wanted to watch her demon’s face as she held him down and took him inside her, inch by ecstatic inch.
Raxx had awoken something inside her alright – a demon of her own.
Faye reached a hand down to slide her fingers between her legs. Her core pulsed hungrily beneath her touch, soaked as she had suspected. The faerie shivered and dropped her hand to Raxx’s undergarments.
The demon lifted his hips up to her and she wriggled her hand beneath the waistband. Raxx’s thighs tensed and he grunted against her mouth as Faye stroked her palm up and down the smooth, hard flesh.
Faye now only pinned one of the demon’s wrists to the bed, leaving the other free to explore. The princess shivered as Raxx smoothed a palm over her behind, squeezing the flesh eagerly. When he moved to trail his fingers between her legs, Faye froze. He had only just begun to touch her and already she could feel pleasure building up inside.
Unable to take any more, the faerie’s majick jolted from her and Raxx’s hand flew back up to the bed, beside the other.
Faye pulled away to watch as Raxx attempted to fight against the hold her majick had on his wrists. She cautiously removed the other hand from him, smirking when his biceps flexed against the invisible bindings.
“Not funny.” the demon scowled.
“Isn’t meant to be.” Faye smiled, licking her lips. She pushed herself up until she sat upright, astride his lap.
Just like it had during the battle, her majick soared to life. For the first time in her life, she felt powerful as she looked down at the trapped demon beneath her.
The princess sensed Raxx’s majick bloom within him. Bright flashes of energy danced back and forth as, one by one, his attempts at escape were thwarted. A muscle popped at his jaw.
With the demon suitably distracted for a moment, Faye crawled down his body, trailing soft gentle kisses along his stomach as she went, before carefully ridding him of his undergarments. Raxx growled with frustration but obediently lifted his hips for her as she removed the clothing.
The demon’s eyes flickered closed as Faye reached to grasp his hard cock again, resuming rubbing her palm up and down it for a moment. She leant in and slid the flat of her tongue against his length, delighting in the deep groan she elicited.
Faye watched the muscles in Raxx’s stomach flex and tense and she slowly took his cock into her mouth, swirling and teasing him with her tongue.
“Faye,” he moaned, sucking in a breath.
Hearing her name from his mouth sent shivers down the princess’s spine. She couldn’t take any more.
Faye hurriedly crawled up Raxx’s body to straddle his lap once more, spreading her legs wide above him. She reached back and wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, holding it still and steady as she lowered herself and touched the tip to her entrance.
Raxx’s brow furrowed and his eyes flickered with yearning as he watched her. This time, it was Faye’s turn to moan as she inched her way down the demon’s length.
Through the guidance of her romance book, Faye had learnt what she liked in bed early on in life. Though it had been a little embarrassing and frustrating, she had guided Yorrin and eventually taught him how to please her. As a grown woman, Faye hadn’t given much thought to the possibility of discovering another facet to her sexual experience.
Never before had she skipped over foreplay. In previous intimate settings, Faye not only enjoyed but often relied on a slow build, with lots of teasing and touching, before she was even remotely close to climax. Yet, as she sat with Raxx fully seated inside her, her channel pulsed. She was close to her end already.
Faye supposed that perhaps the last few weeks had served to be one long foreplay session for her and Raxx. She could take no more.
With her plans for teasing the demon abandoned, Faye rocked her hips, sliding herself up and down on his hard cock. Her fingernails dug furrows into his chest.
