A coy smile plays along her face as she watches me lick her pussy like a good boy.
“Pretty words don’t do it for me, Devil.”
“Only because you don’t believe they’re true.”
I let the truth settle over her shoulders, filling a bit of the emptiness that will never be complete.
“But they are true. And I’m afraid I’ve fallen madly in love with you.”
Her lips twitch, “That does explain why I had to break you out of the psych ward.”
“Joke all you want but one of these days I’m going to convince you.”
It’s a vow I say with my mouth and write with my tongue. Cherishing her, worshipping her until pleasure drips from every crevice of Calista’s body.
“Good boy, Devil. That’s my good boy.”
It’s not the praise so much as it’s the possession, the label that has my cock standing to attention. Punching a hole through myjeans until I drag my mouth away from her dripping pussy and fucking do something about it.
Fisting the tip of my cock, I let pre-cum spill across Calista’s stomach. Watch the flecks of cum sprinkle along the scales of her dragon, the vicious creature draped along her body that fits so perfectly with mine.
“I love you.”
I say it again, watching her eyes glisten with secrets her lips will never tell.
“I know.”
My cock slides into her, seamlessly bringing our bodies closer together. Smearing cum and pleasure in the space between us, listening to the sound of Calista’s moans as she watches me fuck her. Watches me make love to her with brutal, relentless thrusts that remind her thatthisis her home.
Right here between my arms.
Long, ferocious fingernails wrap around my own, pressing our wrists flush together. Fresh ink bleeds into fresh ink, the irritated skin pink and so fucking perfect.
The kind of devotion that’s written for all the world to see.
Script weaves its way around her wrist and spills across mine, a shared tattoo that doesn’t cover a single scar. The best kind of memories are scribbled along my wrist, possession and a bit of obsession dripping through the letters that make up our story.
It isn’t pretty and it isn’t all that cute. But for a monster who found her happy ending, I hope Calista sees it as a reminder of how much good she brings into this world.
How much good she brings intomyworld.
Three words weren’t enough to sum up our story.
But I like to think that maybe four will do.
Her wolf. His dragon.
Epilogue
TAHIRA
Of course Calista had to fall in love with a man.
Right before the trials, no less. You would think she could have won my freedom before rushing off to Australia or wherever that animal is from.
I offered her a kingdom and the chance to slaughter countless men.
And she chose to run away with a homeless foreigner.
