Page 70 of Once Upon a Demon's Heart
Kalel takes a seat on the stone bench and motions for me to sit on his lap. I assume he’s hungry from the long day without my blood.
It’s so quiet here. I could close my eyes and never desire to leave this place. With the breeze rolling across my skin and Kalel’s warm hands, why would I wish to be anywhere else?
“I used to come here when I was a boy.” Kalel’s voice is low as I settle on his lap. I straddle him so we’re facing one another. He wraps his hand around my ass and secures me there so I don’t fall backward. “It’s the prettiest place in the kingdom, wouldn’t you agree? The gardens, the castle, the sad song of swallows and nightingales. I would come here to clear my head. Almost always, I thought of you. For the short time we had together, you marked my heart somehow.”
I listen intently, studying every line and groove of his face. His amber eyes shift to mine. He always looks so tired, it breaks my heart—a man with a million thoughts that refuse to leave his mind unburdened.
I thought of him often too, but I believed he was dead. I saw his body, the pierced heart. Hewasdead. It must be Pluto’s doing that he was saved. Kalel said he saw the god, and I believe him, because there’s no other explanation as to how he’s here right now.
Kalel presses his nose to my throat and inhales my scent. I’m self-conscious about it because he told me I smelled repulsive to him when we first met. He strokes his tongue over my skin, drawing a sigh from my lips and relaxing my muscles. I practically melt into his lap, and he lets his chest rumble with the calming purr I’ve come to yearn for.
The vibrations make my core tremble, and a soft moan escapes me as he slides down the shoulder of my dress. He dots my collarbone with kisses and moves down to my breast. My head tilts back, and I breathe heavily as he sucks on my nipple and grabs my ass.
“You truly are the most ethereal being known to this world,” he whispers against my tender flesh. I shut my eyes and let thepleasure of his scenting me wash away any thoughts. Then his teeth sink into my breast.
My eyes flash open.
At first, I’m scared that I’ll be in pain, but it’s the opposite. A wave of ecstasy crashes through me and tears a cry from my lips. Kalel groans as he takes deep gulps of my blood.
I weave my fingers through his hair. With each drink he takes, my hips buck lightly of their own volition.Oh, my gods.I’m losing my mind to this demon, and I’ll gladly fall into madness for him.
He swallows once more before removing his teeth and licking the wound clean of my golden blood. I whimper at the sudden loss of pleasure and slump in his arms. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to how a devourer’s bite affects a demigod’s body. It once felt so wrong and violating, but now the sensation is entirely addictive. I want Kalel’s lips on every part of my body. I’d give him all of my blood until the end of time if I had to. And whether or not that’s the venom in his bite that makes me think this way, or the fact that my heart is starting to beg for his adoration, I cannot tell the two apart.
Kalel fixes my dress and looks up at me while licking my taste from his lips. Those eyes are drunk with my blood. Lustful, I’d dare say.
“If I knew I’d be marrying a godling one day, I would’ve prayed much more,” he says sarcastically.
I smile and press a kiss to his lips.
We both flinch.
Did I just… kiss him?
My heart hammers and I try to move off his lap. “Oh, my gods, I don’t know what came over me?—”
Kalel holds my lower back securely and brings his lips to mine, kissing me fervently. A moan slips from my parted lips, and he follows it, deepening the kiss and consuming me entirely.His hands move to my hips, and he rocks me over his crotch, his cock swollen and throbbing beneath me.
My breaths become shallow, and my core aches to be filled by him.Not the heat. Not now.Another painful throb wracks through me, and this time I can’t help but cry into his heady kisses.
“I’ll take care of you, little godling. Your pussy has wept for me long enough,” he practically growls over my lips.
Kalel hoists me up and moves aside his robe, easily pushing his undergarment out of the way and freeing his dick. My mouth dries as I take in how big he is, and fear coils in my abdomen at the sight of his bulbous base. His shaft last night was enough to stretch me to my limit. What will the rest of him do to me? And why do I want it so badly?
I suck in my lower lip with lust and worry. Kalel leans into me and kisses my thoughts away. He slowly lowers my pussy onto his cock. He moans when he finds how wet I am for him already.
“Fuck, you’re ready to be stuffed, aren’t you?” He bites my lower lip and pulls on it until I’m chasing his mouth and kissing him deeply as his tip sinks into me.
My center stretches to fit him, and I cry out, letting my forehead fall to his shoulder. “It’s too big. I don’t think it will fit in this position.” My voice is trembling, mostly with aches to be filled.
“You will fit me, little godling, don’t you worry,” Kalel says with a borderline growl as he turns me around so my back is against his chest. My muscles relax as he purrs again, the vibrations being directly against my spine does something to me. It sends me deeper into his lustful spell.
He holds both my thighs and slowly lowers me onto his dick. I writhe in his hold and moan as he works himself into me.
“Kalel, it’s not going to work,” I protest as his girth continues to fill me up. My head falls back against his chest, and tears prickle in my eyes.
He tilts his head to mine and licks away my tears, releasing one of my thighs and placing his hand over my clit and rubbing it. “Does it hurt?”
I nod. “A little.” But it also feels so fucking amazing.
