Page 28 of My Demon Charming

“For you to fuck me? Yeah,” I say.

He made it very clear it’s his cum that has all those magical properties. So he needs to top me in order to unlock my powers, if any.

He shakes his head.

“No. Not fuck. Make love. Make love to you, darling boy.”

“Even better,” I tell him and lie on the floor. He lies over me, and I open my legs.

He slides down my body until he’s faced with my ring of muscle, and he teases it with his tongue.

“Fuck!” I shout before I can stop myself.

That’s a new sensation.

I may have jerked off before, but I’ve never tried anything with my ass. Or in my ass, I should say.

But if that’s how a tongue feels, I can’t wait to find out how a cock feels.

He pushes in and out of my hole, and I can’t help flexing the muscle more and more. I pulse for him. I yearn for him. I watch his saliva dribble from his lips to my ass. I bite my lip and close my eyes.

Something brushes over my lips, and I open them to find Lucian back to me, kissing me as something hard and hot pushes against my hole.

Fuck!

It scorches my entire body as he pushes inside me, even if Lucian is taking it nice and slow. He fills me up like nothing has ever before and swallows each and every moan that comes out of me with more kisses until the ache turns to more heat and the heat turns into something beautiful.

Something like Lucian.

“Is this okay? Are you okay?” he whispers, and I nod, too eager for more of him to speak.

I wrap my hands around his head again, and he presses even deeper, all the way to the root.

“Oh my Goddess. Yes, Lucian. I’m more than okay. Do it. Make love to me.”

He purses his lips into a reluctant smile and pulls back. As his cock slides out of me inch by inch, a flutter of goosebumps explodes within me, and I arch my back to tame the sensation.

It happens again when he pushes back in. It happens every time he moves in and out of me. Forget his kisses. This is what puts me back together, one thrust at a time.

Is this heaven? Is this what nirvana feels like?

Or is it just my prostate being massaged by the most delectable specimen that ever existed.

“You feel so good, darling boy.”

“Ngh!” is my response as the darkness around me spins.

“Does it feel good for you?” he asks.

My stomach sinks. The spinning gets out of control, and as he pushes back inside me, my skin feels wet and cold.

We both look down even though my eyes feel heavy. Did I just come again?

I don’t know if my eyes are deceiving me, but Lucian groans even louder, and he fucks into me with a little more strength. His face turns red, and I lift my hand to caress him. His lips part and he bites my thumb. Heat pools inside me and steals my breath away.

Lucian pants hard. Is he going to faint?

I bring my other hand up and cup his face, holding him as he collapses on top of me, but he doesn’t faint. He gets busy kissing me.

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