Page 24 of The Demon King's Unruly Mate

“I—” His throat bobbed as he swallowed hard. “Don’t stop.”

I gave him a predatory grin and returned to my task, flicking the button of his jeans open with practiced ease. The metallicsound of his zipper filled the quiet room as I lowered it tooth by tooth.

“Someone’s enjoying herself,” he murmured, lifting his hips to help me tug his pants down his powerful thighs.

“Immensely,” I confirmed, my breath catching as his cock sprang free, thick and hard against his stomach. I wrapped my fingers around him, savoring the velvet heat of him pulsing in my palm. “Though not nearly as much as I’m about to.”

His eyes darkened as I stroked him lazily. Once, twice. Thumb swiping across the drop of liquid shining on the head.

“Talia.” My name was a strangled plea on his lips. “Fuck.”

I gave him one more slow stroke before crawling up his body. I positioned myself above him, the tip of his cock brushing against my entrance. Heat pooled between my legs as his hips jerked, desperate to thrust inside.

“Every queen needs a proper throne,” I purred, lowering myself just enough for him to feel me, the tip of his cock barely entering my pussy. “And you, my king, look sturdy enough to support my reign.”

His hands gripped my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh. “Unholy hells, Talia, stop teasing.”

I leaned forward, pressing my breasts to his chest as I put my lips next to his ear. “Beg me,” I whispered, rolling my hips slightly.

He shoved upright, one arm wrapping up my back and tangling in my hair, the other bracing my hip. He thrust up, sinking just an inch into me before pulling us apart again. His cock slipped from my pussy, the cool air making me gasp.

“Take your throne, my queen,” he said, decidedly not begging. He lined himself up again, his gaze locking with mine as he eased back inside. “And ride me until you come.”

The stretch of him filling me drew a long moan from my throat. He felt impossibly good, thick and hot inside me. Westayed frozen there for a heartbeat, foreheads pressed together, sharing breath. Our eyes met, and a hint of tenderness crept in amid the desire.

It was too much.

Not enough.

Perfect.

Kaz kissed me then, a soft brush of his lips that sparked every nerve ending in my body. I shifted, pulling my hips back until he almost fell from my body. Then, I slammed back down, taking him fully.

Groans dripped from us both. His mouth trailed along my jaw, his hand tangled in my hair, holding me close. His teeth scored my neck as I rocked against him. Over and over, my movements grew harder, faster, chasing the friction and fullness of our bodies moving together.

“Gods,” Kaz breathed, his eyes fixed on where our bodies joined. “This is amazing.”

“Fucking phenomenal,” I agreed, my head dropping back on a moan.

Sweat beaded on both our skin as we chased release. The room filled with the sounds of sex: skin slapping skin, groans and gasps, whispered praise and curses. Nothing mattered except the push and pull and heat between us.

Kaz’s hands cupped my ass, kneading the muscles as I rode him harder. He surged up to kiss me, his arms wrapping around my back as he thrust up into me. The new angle had me gasping against his mouth, my nails digging into his shoulders.

“I can feel you getting close,” he murmured, one hand sliding between us to circle my clit. “Come for me again, Talia. Let me feel you come on my cock.”

Pressure built rapidly inside me. Every nerve ending sang as I clutched him tighter, fucking myself on his cock. The world shrank to his body moving beneath me, his fingers rubbing tightcircles around my clit, his lips whispering filthy encouragement in my ear.

“Keep your eyes on your queen,” I commanded, my voice breaking as the tension coiled tighter. “Watch me come.”

His eyes locked with mine, his pupils blown wide as he drove up into me again and again. He never looked away as the pressure exploded, pleasure wracking my body as I cried out. Kaz fucked me through it, his fingers never faltering as he kept working my clit.

“Talia,” he groaned, his whole body tensing. “Fuck!”

Heat filled me as Kaz spilled inside me. I rocked against him, riding out the aftershocks until both of us were spent. I collapsed on top of him, burying my face in the crook of his neck as our breathing slowed.

“You know,” I said, tracing lazy patterns on his forearm, “I think I might be starting to like you, princeling.”

I felt his chuckle rumble through his chest. “High praise indeed, princess.”

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