"Yes," he rasped. "I need this more than anything. Are you sure?"
"I'm sure. I want to be connected to you completely. Claim me, my demon. Make me yours in every way."
Our next kiss was a promise, a new beginning. Clothes vanished quickly, hands exploring heated skin.
"I want us here, now. Is that okay?"
"Yes," he said, hurriedly removing my jeans. "It's simple. We say words in the demon language, I'll walk you through it, and then we drink from each other's blood. I must be in my true form."
"Then let's do it. I want to spend and eternity with you. One lifetime will never be enough."
"We'll have eternity," he promised.
He spoke first, his language seductive. A tingling spread through me, connecting us. Slowly, I repeated after him, feeling our souls weave into one.
When I was done with my part, Dagon said something else, and I repeated it after him. An invisible force hit my heart, not in a painful way, no. It was like something crashed into me and filled every part of me with love and light. It was all-consuming, warm, and precious.
Judging by the awe-struck look on Dagon’s face, he felt it too.
He smiled and looked at my neck. I stepped closer, and he gently wrapped his hands around me. His wings enveloped us in a cocoon of safety. We kissed and the thread I felt earlier gave a tug. It flamed with power, and I basked in the connection.
Dagon leaned to my neck, and I leaned to his. He nuzzled my neck tenderly with his nose, inhaling me deeply. I couldn’t wait any longer. I bit his neck hard, painfully hard. A secondbefore I could taste his blood, he sank his teeth into my neck. The moment I felt his blood on my tongue, my heart started thundering. His blood tasted coppery, which I guess was expected, but it also had a sweet undertone. The warmth, light, and waves of love that enveloped me could never be described.
I was home.
Dagon was my home.
A glowing purple thread emerged from him, intertwining with my golden one, solidifying our eternal bond. Overwhelmed, we kissed passionately, tasting blood, desire consuming us both.
"I love you so much," I murmured.
"I love you too. I need you," he growled.
"You have me." I grabbed his horns as he lowered us to the ground.
"This time, I want to feel you inside me," he whispered.
Heat flared through me.
The demon who had pinned my wrists to bathroom tile. The demon who had used my mouth in showers. The demon who had whispered mine into my hair more times than I could count. That demon was asking me to take him. To put my cock inside him. To be the one who claimed first, tonight, on the forest floor under the stars where the bond had just sealed itself between us.
My breath shook.
"Yes," I said. "Hell yes, Dagon. Anything you want. Everything."
I shifted us so that he was under me. Seeing Dagon sprawled naked beneath me in his real form was a dream come true. I kissed his neck exactly where I'd marked him, then slowly trailed kisses down his chest, pausing at his nipples.
“Hell, sweetheart,” he moaned, “keep doing this.”
I swirled my tongue around his nipple, tugging gently with my teeth. His soft groans shot straight to my cock. His body drove me wild. I continued down his stomach, reaching his cock, mymouth watering at the sight. In this form, his cock was thicker, veins more pronounced. Tracing one vein with my tongue, I shivered as I heard him swear.
“Fuck, Di. More.”
I craved him. I needed to taste every inch, mark him, claim him fully.
Wrapping my lips around the head of his cock, I sucked gently, swirling my tongue around him. His precum coated my tongue, making me moan. He thrust slightly into my mouth, and I welcomed him deeper, craving more.
"Fuck. Look at you." His voice was the dark register now, the one that sent fire down my spine. "The Archer of Hell on his knees with my cock in his pretty mouth.Mine.Every part of you.Mine.Even Lucifer can't have this part of you. This part belongs to me. Only me."
