Page 65 of The Soulbond and Her Beloved

Rising, he shed his loose pants and climbed into bed behind her. “Hey, little princess.” He turned her gently, rolling her to face him.

Her eyes opened slowly, pinching in confusion as they darted about the room before settling on him. The tension eased from her face.

"My king," she breathed, relieved.

Daemonikai kissed her, his lips claiming hers with a tenderness that belied the fire burning within him.

He pulled her flush against his body, his rock-hard cock pressing against her belly. Within seconds, she tensed, making a throaty whimper as her heat returned.

"Open your legs for me,” he said against her lips.

Her thighs parted obediently, and he found the swollen bundle of nerves, pressing firmly against it.

She gasped, hips jerking.

He kept kissing her, tongue ravaging her mouth with the same intensity he planned to show her sweet, aching core when she finally let him in.

His free hand wrapped around his thick, throbbing cock as he rubbed and flicked her clit, swallowing her moans.

After a long day of tension and a night of unfulfilled rut, he could already feel his first climax building. Any other time, Daemonikai might have tried to stave it off, but not now.

Now, he welcomed it. Let it build as he played her body like a finely tuned instrument.

She came with him, his release spilling across her stomach, warm and thick, streaking down to her womanhood.

Daemonikai let out a slow exhale, a bit of tension easing from his body. Scooping up the pearly seed, he pressed his hand to her opening. It remained sealed tight like sinful lips clamped shut to hold back confession.

He massaged the sensitive area, spreading his release over her slowly, deliberately, as quivers wracked her body.

Wrenching her mouth from his, she panted. "Please… I need… I need you inside me."

Daemonikai did not tell her he could not. Instead, he distracted her by kissing her again while smoothing every drop of his release to where it needed to be.

When he pulled back, her hazy eyes blinked up at him, clouded with want. The heat wave was there, enough to make her restless, but his touch was keeping the worst of it at bay. That was all he needed.

“I really need your...” Her voice wavered as her gaze flickered downward to his dick. “Please, don’t make me beg… Daemon, I tr-truly need it.”

"And you shall have it, young princess, I promise." He cupped her cheek, tilting her face toward him. "But only if you will be a good girl for your king."

"I will, Your Highness." She nodded eagerly, hungrily. "Your wish is my command."

"Good. Now, come here.” He guided her where he wanted, maneuvering her until she was face-to-face with his arousal.

Gripping his thick length in his hand, he held it out before her. “Open your mouth.”

Her lips parted instantly, though confusion flashed across her face. They had never done this before. He doubted she had even heard of it.

Her innocence had always been intoxicating, made him possessive. Made him want to ruin her in every way imaginable.

Daemonikai slid his thick length past her lips, watching as her tongue darted out, giving the swollen head a hesitant lick. The shy exploration sent a low groan rolling from his chest.

"Suck on it, sweet Riel," he ordered, pressing deeper.

She gagged a few times as he stretched her, but she did not pull away, making a needy, breathless sound that made his cock twitch.

Daemonikai had no idea if it was the heat driving her, but his little star was eager now, lips stretching wider as she let him push further, deeper, guiding his cock into the tight, wet cocoon of her throat.

Fuck.

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