Ash leaned forward and realigned their cocks, dribbling lube over them. He fisted their lengths and stroked, rolling his hips as he played with Harper’s hole.
 
 Harper’s eyelids fluttered shut. He almost couldn’t cope with all the good feelings, his orgasm building. Ash was everywhere, their bodies so in sync it was like they were meant to be together.
 
 The tip of Ash’s tail breached Harper, and he gasped, clenching around it. “Fuck, Ash.”
 
 “Feel good?” His rumbling voice washed over Harper like a caress.
 
 “Yes.” Harper thrust into Ash’s hand, and Ash’s slick tailpushed farther inside, stretching him the perfect amount, not much more than a finger’s worth.
 
 Ash groaned and the deep sound vibrated around them. “You’re so hot, flower. You feel so good around my tail. I want to bury it inside you.”
 
 Harper nodded. “Yes, more.”
 
 Ash pushed his tail farther inside. The stretching sensation increased. Not enough to hurt, but enough to give Harper the foreign feeling of opening for Ash.
 
 “How’s this?” Ash pumped the tip of his tail in and out, fucking Harper in time with the strokes of his hand on their cocks.
 
 “Ugh, good.” Harper thrust into it.
 
 Damn, it felt perfect. It might not be Ash’s cock, but Harper loved the feeling of being fucked. Of Ash pushing in, filling him, touching him in such an intimate place.
 
 Ash thrust another inch of his tail inside Harper, not stretching him open much more but still giving him what he needed. Harper clenched, and Ash made a guttural sound.
 
 His tail brushed a spot inside Harper, and he lit up from within. “Oh, Ash!” Harper shouted, digging his fingers into Ash’s firm shoulders. “Fuck.”
 
 “That’s it, sweet,” Ash cooed, stroking the spot inside him.
 
 Harper bucked, fucking into Ash’s fist as Ash teased his prostate with targeted strokes of his tail. A mix of moans and swears fell from Harper’s lips as pleasure built inside him.
 
 Ash crashed their mouths together, kissing him, fangs pressing into Harper’s lips, and Harper came like an explosion. His hole spasmed. He clenched around Ash’s tail as his cum flooded Ash’s hand. Harper shouted Ash’s name, everything in him screaming with pleasure. It raced down his spine and burst from within.
 
 “Oh, sweet, yes, that’s it,” Ash rumbled against Harper’slips. Harper shook, his orgasm going on and on as Ash worked his tail inside. “Come for me, beautiful. Just like that.”
 
 “Ash.” Harper gripped the demon’s hair, locking eyes with his mesmerizing glowing irises.
 
 Ash shuddered, flames flaring behind his eyes, and hot cum flooded Harper’s stomach. Ash’s spiced, smoky scent filled the air and Harper breathed deep, filling his lungs.
 
 He’d be happy to smell nothing but Ash for the rest of his life.
 
 Ash buried his head against Harper’s neck and let out a deep, growling moan.
 
 “My sweet flower.” Ash kissed Harper’s neck, then brushed Harper’s lips with his. “I can’t wait to make you mine.”
 
 21
 
 ASH
 
 Ash tuckedhis demon features away despite Harper’s protests. The bed wasn’t big enough otherwise, and he needed to hold Harper, skin to skin.
 
 Ash closed his eyes. What felt like seconds later, he blinked, but he must have fallen asleep because the light had changed outside.
 
 Harper’s head rested on his chest, soft breaths ghosting over his skin. The arm thrown over Ash’s stomach tightened its hold as Harper snuggled closer.
 
 Ash smiled at the ceiling.
 
 Sex with Harper in his true form had unlocked something deep within him. He hadn’t claimed Harper, but he felt closer to his mate than ever. They’d connected as their purest selves, a witch and a demon.
 
 He wanted to bask in the afterglow, get lost in exploring each other, and show Harper all the ways they could worship each other’s bodies. He’d like to keep his mate in bed for a week, maybe a month, and spoil him until they were ready to bond.