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His pace quickened as he pulled me down onto him by my hips. He felt so good—almost too good. This was the kind of sex I had always craved. Intimate and hot.

Pressure began to build in the pit of my stomach and my skin began to tingle as I could feel my climax building.

“Please, cum for me, Deer.”

He pressed our foreheads together, eyes never leaving mine. It felt strange being eye to eye with someone like this, but it was also the hottest thing I had ever experienced.

“That’s it love, don’t stop.”

My movements became erratic as I ground my pussy against his body, his cock filling me with the most delicious friction and pressure imaginable. I moaned and closed my eyes as another growl escaped him, causing me to snap them back open.

“Eyes on me,” he commanded. “Cum for me, like you love me.”

Before his command registered, the world around me shattered. The strongest orgasm of my life rocked through me. My legs quivered as I bucked against him, my pussy begged for a break, Raios would not allow me that.

He moaned so softly that it rekindled the fire within me as I watched the devil beneath me melt and groan.

“Deer,”he moaned my name—the sound sweeter than the darkest honey.

He removed his hand from my face and placed it directly onto my chest between my breasts, right above my heart as his eyes found mine.

I mustered up the last few ounces of energy, trying to ignore how sensitive I was, and rode him hard. Each thrust caused the wooden posts of his bed to grate against the stone floor. He freed my hip to grab my hand off his shoulder and press my palm to his chest, mimicking his—my hand sat directly over the devil’s heart and I could feel the thunderous beat it produced.

I watched him and felt his heartbeat as he came undone. His eyes never left mine even as they softened and squinted while he came deep inside of me. His cum felt like fire swirling inside me—it was alarming for a moment, but was also strangely sexy and pleasant.

“I will never discard you, Deer. I will never turn my back on you and make you wonder why you were not enough. I will fulfill every wish you have and rebuild your heart piece by piece if I have to. I will show you what love truly is like. And, if the day ever came when you are somehow no longer in my grasp, I would tear through the fabric of time and reality to find you. You are mine, and I am yours.”

I blinked at his words, speechless from the proclamation, and it was as though I could feel a piece of my broken heart snapping back into place.

He may have been a devil, but he fucked like a god.

My head was on the devil’s chest, I had no idea how long we had been like that, but somehow it felt like home. Nothing made sense—yet, lying here with him feltright.I couldn’t discern my exact feelings for him, but I no longer felt the urge to flee.

“How are you feeling?” he asked.

“I feel…good. Nice,” I said, and shrugged.

I honestly didn’t know how I was feeling, all I knew was that I didn’t feel bad. I couldn’t share that I felt like a part of me was missing, that seemed to me like it would be a mood killer. Besides, I knew he already knew exactly how I felt, on account of the mind reading.

“You feel nice?” He laughed.

“Yes, I feelnice.” I chuckled along with him.

“So, are you…really?” I wasn’t exactly sure how to ask the question.

“Is it not obvious by the horns? Yes, sweet one. I’m a devil.”

Looks like I didn’t have to know how to ask it after all. He laughed, probably at the randomness of my question.

I shrugged. “Hey man, I don’t know. We were in Portland after all. So like, it’s a valid question.”

“Does that not freak you out?”

“What? That you’re a devil? Well, yeah. It does—it did, I guess. But now, not so much. I don’t know what changed my mind, but it’s kind of hot. The whole devil thing. Besides, you’re pretty decent for a devil.” I glanced up at him and winked.

“Well, so long as you think I’mdecentthen.” He laughed and kissed the top of my head before gesturing to the room we were in. Surrounded by several fireplaces and rough stone walls. “And this?”

“And thiswhat? Your room?”