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Knox pulled him closer. "Because you don’t need to be changed. I only need you to let me in, to trust me, and I promise I’ll make this good for you."
A faint shadow coiled around them both, making the hair on Adrian’s skin stand up. It was a suggestion, a promise of magic.
Knox’s hand slid down Adrian’s back, fingers tracing a slow, deliberate path. "I’ll make this so good for you you’llbegme to fuck you."
A shiver ran through Adrian. It seemed impossible that he’d beg for it, but if anyone could elicit that response in him… it would be this demon.
If only Adrian let him.
"Do it," Adrian breathed. "Make me yours."
Knox’s grip on him tightened. "I will."
And then Knox’s lips met his and swept away any lingering doubts Adrian had. He melted into it, feeling the depth of Knox’sneed echo his own. It was intoxicating, the surge of connection that buzzed between them.
Adrian barely had time to savor it before Knox’s hands gripped his shoulders and guided him backward. He found himself falling onto the bed, the familiar smells of his bedroom mixing with the heady scent of the demon above him.
Adrian reached up, tentatively stroking Knox’s demon horns. They felt smooth and cool under his touch, and Knox let out a low growl that sent a thrill through Adrian’s body.
How was this real?
Adrian didn’t know, but he loved it.
Especially when Knox began undoing the buttons of Adrian’s shirt. One by one, the buttons gave way, revealing more of his skin to Knox’s hungry gaze. Adrian’s breath hitched as Knox’s fingers brushed against his chest, leaving trails of fire in their wake.
The shirt was pulled away, discarded without a second thought. Knox’s hands moved to the waistband of Adrian’s pants, the same purpose in his movements. Adrian’s pulse raced, his heart pounding in his ears as he felt the zipper glide down. Cool air met his skin, and Adrian lifted his hips instinctively, allowing Knox to slide the pants down, peeling away the last barrier between them.
Knox paused, his expression softening for just a moment as he leaned down to kiss Adrian again. This kiss was gentler, more tender, a promise wrapped in sensation. Adrian was drowning in it, feeling Knox’s breath mingling with his own, the press of his lips grounding him even as it carried him away.
The room dimmed, shadows flickering and creating an intimate cocoon around them that made Adrian forget about the outside world. There was only Knox, his touch, his fingers roaming his body and sending shivers down his spine, igniting a fire that roared through him.
When Knox’s fingers traced lower, sliding down Adrian’s thigh and ghosting across his rim, anxiety flared up like a wildfire. His breath hitched, and instinctive fear bubbled to the surface.
What if he couldn’t handle it? What if he couldn’t relax enough? What if Knox felt…
But then, Knox’s lips found his skin, hot and whisper-soft, pressing tender kisses along his collarbone and neck.
"Stop thinking," Knox whispered, the words warm against Adrian’s ear. "Just let go. I’ve got you."
Knox’s fingers caressed his skin in soft, circular motions, never pushing in. Meanwhile, he moved lower with his lips, brushing against Adrian’s chest, then his abdomen.
"You’re beautiful," Knox murmured as his lips brushed just below Adrian’s navel. "So strong, so brave. So good for me."
Adrian’s breath caught again, but this time, it was with something brighter and warmer than fear. Knox’s fingers resumed their careful exploration, and before Adrian realized what was happening, his body was opening up to the sensation, anticipation blending seamlessly with desire.
He wanted Knox.
That was the only thing he needed to focus on.
Adrian closed his eyes and exhaled, trying to steady his breathing. He knew what would come next and tried to relax, waiting for the cool, slick sensation of lubed fingers easing their way inside him. He braced himself, his breath shallow, anticipation buzzing through every nerve.
But then he felt a warm breath on his length.
Knox’s lips brushed against his tip, soft and warm and completely unexpected. Adrian gasped, raw pleasure shooting through him, his fingers clutching the sheets beneath him for anchoring.
Desire swirled in his gut as Knox took him deeper into his mouth.
The sensation took over Adrian. So much so that he barely noticed when Knox’s hand returned to his ass, one slick finger brushing against his entrance. Before he could really think about what was happening, Knox breached him.
