Page 39 of Dreaming of Darkness

I could feel the heat creeping up my neck as I nodded. A few more moments and we were tumbling into the back entrance to Traum’s home, my face nearly aching with the pleasure of being around him. It was unreal. I could touch him whenever I wanted. It was more than I could’ve imagined, being back at his side.

“This is my room,” Traum said, leading me to a single door and immediately pushing us inside. I giggled as we stumbled into the dark warm space, my hands finding and gripping his biceps as we steadied ourselves.

“And what are you wanting to do now that we’re here? And so very alone?” My voice was a whisper, my thighs shaking as I pressed my hips against him.

“Sleep?” Traum responded, his voice rising an octave within the word and making me smile even as a shiver raced down my spine.

“Ah, yes, of course. That would be very responsible of us.” I leaned to the side, stepping out of my boots. They hit the floor with a soft thud.

“Very responsible,” Traum responded, his hands already moving to my dress’s hem. I raised my arms letting him tug the garment off of me and then watching him drape it over a chair.

“Do I need to be remarked?” I asked him, my eyelids feeling heavy as he stared at me, hunger beaming from his red gaze.

His laugh was dark. “If you’re asking if I desire the chance to paint you with my cum and let every creature in the Underworld know that your needs are always ready to be taken care of. Thenthe answer was yes. I fucking want that. More than my next breath.”

My chest was rising and falling in great heaves. “Okay.”

“But” Traum stepped back up in front of me. “I have an even better idea.”

“And what’s that?”

“Tonight, when the naming festival is winding down, we will all release a little magical tension. It will be incredibly arousing similar to what happens when humans come in contact with us. And while you are immune to the venom in my skin, the thing that pushes you past the normal levels of arousal, this will not protect you from the crowd. It is,” he blinked, obviously looking for the right word, “Is it unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. You will be wild with it.”

“It?” I plopped back onto the bed, the mattress soft under my body. Traum stepped closer, looming over me.

“Need, little dream. You will be throbbing with it.”

My heartbeat was wild in my chest, “With…what?”

“Pure lust,” Traum answered, one hand moving to sink into my hair.

“More than…the usual?” My cheeks felt hot as I revealed more about just how desperate I was for more of his touch.

His smirk only made my flush spread further, but I still couldn’t break his stare. Not when he held me like this. “So much more.”

“Okay, so what usually happens? All of the party just turns into a giant orgy?”

“Not quite. It is most common for mature incubus and succubus to pair off, to ride out the lust with however many partners they prefer.”

I blinked, my mouth opening wordlessly. “And” I coughed, “What do you want to do?”

“That’s not the right question, little dream,” Traum cocked his head sideways, “I want to have you here. The after party does notusually begin until far into the evening, after the ceremonies for my niece. We can enjoy every other aspect and leave to come back here directly afterwards.”

Why were my lips so dry? They nearly burned as I ran my tongue over my lip. “And if I want to stay?”

“Then we should probably go over what does or does not constitute a bonding.” His voice was a dark rasp against my skin.

I sighed; the sound ragged. “Okay, let’s do that. Just so I know the exact details.”

Traum dropped onto the bed beside me, his claws wrapping around my waist as he moved. “I don’t know if I'm ready to go that far, Traum, but I just–.”

“There is no rush on my part,” Traum said, leaning his forehead against mine, “I will not lie that the idea of sharing this night’s festivities with you makes my blood burn, but I will be just as excited to spend the night here, holding you.”

I fidgeted on the bed, trying to picture tonight. Of standing at his side while his beautiful but unique family celebrated their new member. I had been prepared for that, at least part of it. But now, being a part of this lust-filled sex fest. What would that entail? And was I ready for that?

I mean, I wanted him. Obviously. I dreamed about this male and ached for him. But sex with him was so much more than a release. I knew that. Not only because of the bond implications, but also because I had a distinct feeling that sex with Traum would ruin me for anyone else.

And being mated to a demon, to someone from another world was still a huge leap to take.

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