“I’m going to fuck you while you fuck me,” Mara announces, and I relax as her shadow slides effortlessly inside of me.
I thrust so hard into her pussy that her nails dig into my chest, making me bleed.
The shadow fucks me at the same time as I fuck with Mara, and my thighs shake, the sensation almost too much to handle.
“Right there,” Mara tells me, and I don’t change any of my movements, my fingers strumming against her clit, and my cock so deep inside of her I feel like I might combust. Her shadow is hitting the right spot inside me, and I can’t control my pace as I fuck into her as hard as I can.
She shouts, pulling at my hair as she rides out her release, and her shadow takes what it wants from my asshole.
Her cunt surrounding me so tightly has me moaning as I fill her up with my cum. Her arms wrap around my shoulders, and she sighs against my chest as she collapses. Her shadow leaves me with a tender caress, and I pant beneath her.
The silence is comfortable as we lay there, sweaty and both in awe of the moment we shared together.
It’s never been like that. Not even close.
I guess I never truly knew how much I needed a woman, who likes controlling me during sex. That was perfect. I can’t help but think that the only way it would have possibly been better is if Elvor was here.
I haven’t made much leeway with the fae demon, but I’m hopeful. He seems just as hopelessly devoted to Mara as I am. I’m not sure what Toth’s deal is, but I can tell, to some degree, that Mara has her claws in him as well.
Mara sits up, looking at where her nails made me bleed.
“I think I like marking you up,” she comments.
“You can do whatever the fuck you want to me,” I respond, and she smirks. She slides off my cock, making me wince before she cuddles up close next to my chest. I summon the blanket on the bed and tuck us in, not caring how messy we are.
“It was never even close to that before,” she says.
“For me, either,” I reply.
“But you’ve been a demon for a while.”
“I know you’ve talked about just getting this body, but sometimes it has nothing to do with your physical form and more so who you’re with,” I explain.
“I think you might be the most romantic demon in Hell,” she says with a giggle, and I shrug my shoulders.
“I’ve just never felt this way before,” I say.
She pulls away, and I tug her back to my chest. I can tell that some part of her is trying to run away.
“Mara, sweetheart, what’s wrong?”
Her eyes are an odd shade of green when she looks back at me. “What if the only reason you and Elvor like me is because of my gifts, because you’re beings of Hell, and I’m the heir?”
“Hey,” I say, cupping her face with my hands. “This might not be what you want to hear, but I don’t care what’s brought us together. It could be magic or the fact that you’re basically a piece of Hell, but none of that matters to me. I know in my heart that I’m meant to be yours. Honestly, I’d like to think this was fate.”
“Fate?” she asks skeptically, that shade of green going back to her standard blue.
“Why not? I think we found what we were both looking for in each other. Does it really matter why?”
“I guess not. It’s just I’ve spent so much time being told how unlikable or damaged I am,” she admits softly, clearly feeling insecure.
“I don’t care what anyone says, you’re perfect to me,” I tell her.
Her lips crash against mine, and this time she lets me be on top as I try to fuck every insecurity out of her.
Chapter16
I’m surprisingly unjealous of all the noises I heard coming from Judd and Mara’s room last night.
