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“Declan,” she whispers, her head falling back as the tension builds in her center, bringing her closer to the edge with each nip and drive of his hips.
“Let me hear you, Oaks.” He thrusts his hardness against her core again, and she starts to see stars. Fuck, he’s too good if he can get her to the edge so quickly.
Her skin tingles with the anticipation of release. The need to come. The desire to comefor him.
“Come for me,” he practically growls. “Let me see you come undone.” Her hips push into him, seeking more pressure, needing to feel him.
He meets her thrust for thrust, grinding his hips into hers, finding the perfect rhythm, and sets her off. Her toes curl, her eyes pull tightly shut, and her jaw opens as she yells out her release.
“Look at me,” he orders. She does as requested, her eyes pinging open, immediately meeting his heat-flooded gaze. His golden demon eyes stare back at her, molten and all-consuming.
She yells out, “Fuck, Declan. Yes,” as her pussy clenches wildly, her orgasm overcoming her. Fire shoots up her spine and down to her toes as she falls over the edge.
His hand slides between them, finding her slick cunt. “All this for me?”
“Yes,” she whimpers, riding out the aftershocks.
“Good girl.” His adept fingers slide between her soaking lips, finding her sensitive clit. “Give me one more,” he says, as his fingers circle her bud, bringing her right back to the brink. The smoky tendril holding her hands releases, and she brings her hands to the back of his head, gripping his hair, bringing his head to hers. Her lips crash onto his as she moans another release into his mouth, her legs twitch, and arousal drips from between her legs. He swallows her cries of pleasure like a man dying of starvation.
His hand slides out from between their bodies. As he goes to lick her fluid from his fingers, she takes his hand and redirects it to her own mouth. Her lips wrap around them, slowly sucking them into her mouth, relishing the look in his eyes as she swirls her tongue around the end and takes them in. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”
The smallest movement could have him sliding inside her, and the fact that he hasn’t taken advantage of that is perhaps hotter than him demanding she come again. He has never made her feel that she’s anything other than treasure; even in the heat of all this, he has kept it only about her. Showering her with attention. That thought warms her heart more than the multiple orgasms. It may be the satiated bliss talking right now, but as she gazes into his golden eyes, Eliana realizes it’s entirely possible she’s falling for this demon.
CHAPTER36
Declan
Fuck, saying goodbye to Eliana this morning was tough. He would have loved nothing more than to stay locked away with her in his house, continuing to learn every inch of her body and every sound she makes while he makes her come again and again and again. Sure, he had to rub one out, okay, maybe more than one, after she left. But it was one hundred percent worth it. Seeing her let go is the hottest thing in the world.
He’s barely been away from her a few hours, and it feels like his world is off its axis. That he’s missing the piece to balance him. He’s never seen himself as the boyfriend type, but with her, it’s different. He wants to be the one there for her. To support her. To cheer her on. To keep her safe.
And he will do all of that. But first, Declan needs to find a way to tell Everest that he’s fucking his little sister. Because, yes, while they haven’t gone all the way yet, eating her out on his kitchen counter and humping her against a wall until she comes is just as good. But also, not only are Declan and Eliana fucking, but they have a relationship.
With everything bouncing around his brain, he knows what he needs to do.
“Bucks, wanna go for a car ride?” he calls out. Seconds later, the excited tippy-tapping of paws sounds as the furry beast comes bounding down the hall. Declan braces himself for the incoming attack as he waits at the door for Buckley to join him. Buckley bounces his way to Declan, jumping up and putting his paws on Declan’s thigh.
“Alright, boy. Let’s go,” he says, running his hands roughly at the side of the dog’s head, flopping his large ears back and forth as he squishes Buckley’s face.
Bark!
“You’re not old enough to drive yet. You need to be at least four.”
Bark! Bark!
Declan closes and locks the door behind them, then opens the back door of his truck, lowering the custom stairs he had installed, and lets Buckley climb in. “Okay. Okay. I see your point. I’ll teach you at three.” Declan climbs in the driver’s side and pulls his phone out to send a quick text.
Declan
Got time for your little bro?
The response is nearly instant.
Lachlan
New number. Who dis’?
Alright if the Buck-a-tron and I stop by?
