Page 43 of Drawn to the Demon Duke
I stole the throne from Yelios, accepted and defeating any challenger to the throne. I’ve ruled over Sombra for two thousand years, making deals in the dark with the doppelseers. I am the most powerful demon in our realm?—
—and, yet, I have never done anything so monumental as this.
My fingers tremble. That catches her attention, pulling her gaze toward me now.
Her brow furrows. “Haures? Hey. You alright?”
Am I?
“Susanna…” My voice is suddenly hoarse, tight with emotion. “I am trying not to scare you.”
She snorts, her humor returning. “You can’t.”
I cock my head. “I can’t.”
“Nope.” She taps her chest, and my cock twitches to see her pat her luscious human breasts. “I’ve got the bond with you, remember? No matter what, if there’s one thing I know about you, Haures? You won’t let me be hurt. And that includes you.”
“Yes,” I breathe out. She does… shedoesunderstand. “I will never.”
“I know.” Taking her hand from her chest, she wraps it around my smallest finger. “And once I’m your bonded mate… once I’m immortal… you can stop worrying about that. Even then, I know you’ll protect me.”
“I vow it.”
She raises one of the furry strips over her dim eyes. “Then prove it.”
I want to. Desperately.
But—
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” I admit. “I’ve never done this. Claiming a female… what if I do it wrong?”
Susanna’s soft laughter is a balm to my jagged soul. “Haures, seriously? First of all, I know you’re a virgin. Me, too. That’s the best part of us doing this thing together. If we do it wrong, how will either of us know?” She gives my finger another tug. “Come with me,” she says, echoing the same words I said to her when I released her from the dungeon, bringing her to the upper floors of the palace for the first time. “We’ll learn together.”
That’s all the invitation I need. Well, apart from the delectable scent of her body reading itself for her male. She smells divine, and I know that her cunt’s juices—along with the pleasure I’ve given her, and how deliberately I’ve been trying to stretch her out—will help ease my cock where it belongs.
Just on the edge of the bedding, I fall to my knees before her. After all, how else can I worship my mate properly if I don’t do so?
With no one to spy what we plan to do, Susanna doesn’t just lift her skirts. She removes the entire dress, her pink skin glowing blue beneath the oasis’s light. Her fingers grab my horns, guiding me as I kiss her thighs, her stomach, her hips… I taste her musk, her ice, and a hint of fire that tells me that even Susanna knows that belongs to Sombra.
She belongs tome.
Releasing one horn, she threads her fingers through my hair as I slowly kiss higher. Su knows what her mate desires. Spreading her thighs as far as she can, giving me space to wedge my big body between them, I mate her with my tongue until she’s panting my name, legs trembling on either side of my face.
Only then do I believe that Susanna is ready to take her male.
It’s easy to rise up even in this position, gathering her up on my shoulder so that I can carry her over to the bedding. Once I have laid her out, I remove my trousers so that I am as naked as she is.
Her small teeth dig into her bottom lips. Her eyes go wide. “Holy shit, Haures. I… crud. You’re just so big everywhere.”
“You can take me,” I promise, and it is another vow. “You are my mate. You were made for me.”
She nods. “Yes. Haures… yes. I am.”
Again, it’s an invitation that I would be a fool to ignore.
Still, I want to make sure that, before I claim her for all eternity, she has once last chance to deny me. “We don’t have to do this tonight. We can wait. Just say the word, my love.”
Her eyes glimmer as I call her what she’s always been:my love.
