“Inside this sweet pussy that can’t stop dripping for me?” he taunted, blue eyes alive with wickedness as he stroked a sensitive, tingling path to my clit. “You swallow my fingers so well, angel. Your pussy was made for me.” He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean. “And you taste like heaven.”
“Inside me,”I growled.
His smile was slow and dangerous. “Is that an order?”
“Yes.”
He fisted his cock, stroked it through my slick, sensitive flesh until my hips bucked. “As my mate commands.”
I gripped Devil’s blonde hair in merciless fingers as he filled me, sliding all the way in with one thrust, unleashing a loud moan from my throat. He was right about the stretch, about me loving it. I was already pulsing around him, deep throbs making my mouth part on moans, my stomach tight, coiling tighter.
“Fucking hell, Jessia,” he groaned, his head bowed over my chest. “Fuck. Fuck me.”
“As my mate commands,” I panted. I angled my hips and rolled them, the sensation of his length sliding in and out pushing me into a whole new level of madness. I hadn’t realised it could feel this good. When we’d fucked before, he’d never made me come so many times before. The torment, I quickly decided, needed to be a permanent part of our sex. God fucking damn, it was good. Too good.
He grunted when my inner muscles squeezed, gripping the length of his cock, sucking him deeper until my eyes rolled at howfullI was.
“Bite me,” I gasped, my skin hot, tingling as I rode him from beneath, the friction making me fly. Being with Devil alwaysmade me feel safe, but for the first time I felt what I smelled in his scent—freedom, wild and wide open.
“Where?” he groaned, kissing the swell of my breast.
“There,” I panted, angling my hips to take him deeper and digging my fingernails into his sides at the crash of pleasure it sent through me. So, so, close to destruction, to true freedom, to forever. I built towards something big and new and impossible to predict, my whole body quivering, hips bucking with every thrust. My body was entirely out of control when he grabbed my ass and met me thrust for thrust, the added power all I needed.
Devil sank his teeth into me, biting a ring of perfect scars around my left nipple right as I splintered into a thousand fragments and flew, floating so high I didn’t think I’d ever come down. I’d felt his emotions for months but it was like gazing through a foggy window compared to the vivid clarity the bite unlocked.
Distantly, I felt him remove his teeth, felt his tongue follow the path of the puncture marks, soothing the sensitive skin, but then his hands framed my hips, gripping tight as he thrust deeper, and deeper, and—
“Oh god,” I whined at the press of his knot, far bigger than anything I’d ever had.
“You can take it,” Devil panted, kissing a desperate path from my breast up my throat to my mouth. “You can take it. Fuck, fuck,god.My mate can take it. My mate, my angel, just a little more.”
I wriggled, the sensation too intense, too much.
“Oh, please, please,” he groaned, his voice deep, guttural as he tightened his grip on my waist,pullingme onto his knot. That was so insanely hot that a rush of butterflies went through my belly, and I dripped all over his swollen knot, the stretch almost painful but so, so welcome. I wanted it and more. Wanted every last bit of my mate. Through the bond, he was a mess ofdesperate pleas and whining pleasure and awe. “My angel, my sweet mate, my salvation, my hot, slick, squeezing—“ A whimper cut him off. “Never felt anything this good.”
His words made my pussy spasm wildly, and I cried out when his knot was sucked inside me so suddenly. Oh—ohgod.My eyes widened, my mouth open on panting breaths, and it ought to have discomfort and pain but oh fuckinggod.I felt every pulsating throb of his knot inside me, and it massaged a climax from me instantly.
Devil gathered me close, murmuring praise and adoration as I shook. My mate was as breathless and manic as I was, and all I cared about was how to make this euphoria last forever.
“Mine,” Devil grunted, a second before his cock jolted with wild throes inside me. “Mine. Allmine.”
It took me a long time to float back into my body, the pleasure so intense that I kept flying. And just when I remembered how to think, Devil leaned up to kiss me, the knot shifting inside me, grazing my most explosive spot, and I cried out as I came again. His laughter filled the kiss, the noise full of the same awe and madness I felt through the bond, along with the soft, warm sunlight I’d felt as long as I’d known him. But now, with his bite on my body and the bond fully unlocked, I realised what that sunlight was.
When I remembered how to speak, when I could gasp down a breath, I fit my hand to his cheek and said, “I love you.”
Relief mingled with love and awe before he smiled so wide it lit his eyes like dawn on the ocean. “I love you, angel. Always have, always will.”
Our next kiss was slow and full of promises, full of delicate hope for the future.
“How many more can you give me?” he asked when we finally parted.
My mouth parted. He wasn’t serious… “None.”
His grin climbed higher on one side of his face. “Oh, I don’t know about that, angel. It’ll be a while before my knot goes down. That’s long enough for… how many shall we say?”
“None.”
“Three?”
