Page 72 of Demon's Mate
Harper rubbed his eyes, pulling off his glasses and blinking wet lashes as a choked sound passed his lips. “Don’t say stuff like that if you don’t mean it.”
Ash pulled out of Harper and blanketed him with his body, folding his wings around them in a cocoon. He nuzzled Harper’s ear. “I’d never say something I don’t mean. I adore you, and making love to you is shaking all my mushy thoughts loose. If it’s too much, we don’t have to do this.”
Ash could have cursed himself for overwhelming Harper. But he didn’t know how to be this intimate with his mate and not spew his feelings. Ash wanted this moment to be everything to Harper, but it was everything to him too.
“I want this,” Harper whispered. “I just need to know it’s real. That you like me and aren’t just saying sex things that you’ll take back later.”
Ash kissed his cheek. “I like you more than anything, Harper. You’re a sweet, brave man, and you’ve captured my heart. I want to get to know everything about you. Your body and pleasure, your history and dreams. I want to be yours. If it isn’t too much to ask?”
“It isn’t. Not at all.” Harper rubbed his cheek against Ash. “I want all that too. So much it scares me.”
“Then I’ll protect your heart.” Ash tipped Harper’s head back until their lips met. “I promise. You’re safe with me.”
Harper’s lips trembled as they pressed against Ash’s, the tremor flowing down his body. “Then fuck me like I’m yours.”
Ash purred, his heart swelling. “I’d be honored, flower.”
He pulled back enough to align his cock with Harper’s slick hole and push in. Harper let out a sweet, breathy moan as he pulled Ash back inside him. Ash kept his chest flush against Harper’s back and wrapped his tail around Harper’s waist. He rocked his hips, kissing the back of Harper’s neck and nibbling his ear. With one hand bracing himself, Ash used his other to toy with Harper’s nipples. Harper trembled, beautiful groans falling from his sweet lips.
Harper’s fresh bluebell scent filled the room, and Ash swore he could feel mountain air caressing his feathers. Pure bliss washed over him. He was meant for this moment more than anything in his long life.
Ash pressed his hips forward until he slid all the way into Harper, filling him completely.
“Ash,” Harper gasped.
“I’ve got you.” Ash tilted Harper’s chin and captured his mouth in a kiss. “My sweet flower, I’ve got you.”
He worked Harper’s lips with small, sweet movements, immersing himself in his mate. Harper thrust back, and Ash took the hint. He rolled his hips, savoring Harper’s tight heat. He was home, connecting with his flower, and nothing had ever felt so right.
“Ash, you feel so good. I’m so full. I’ve never…” Harper’s words broke off with a moan. “I never thought it could be like this.”
“Me either, sweet. You’re tight and perfect, and you let me stretch you so wonderfully, but it’s more than that. I feel so close to you. You feel so right in my arms.”
“Yes!” Harper cried, squirming beneath him. “Fuck me, Ash. It feels so right. Please don’t stop.”
Ash snapped his hips and Harper lurched forward, letting out a cry of pleasure. He met Ash’s next thrust with one of his own. Ash growled and pushed to his knees, gripping Harper’s hips. He pulled out and thrust back in.
“More,” Harper begged, and Ash did it again. He adjusted his angle, and on his next stroke, he hit Harper’s prostate, setting him screaming and burying his head in the sheets.
Ash’s fangs descended. He flexed his wings and thrust, watching his cock disappear into Harper’s sweet hole.
Harper met every hard stroke and their moans bled together. Pleasure tightened inside Ash. He needed to fill his mate, claim him with his cum, and give him everything. He reached for Harper’s hard cock and stroked him in time with his fucking.
Harper pressed back, bucking against Ash. “Fill me, Ash. Make me yours.”
“Mine,” Ash growled, tail tightening around Harper’s waist. “You’re mine, Harper. Mine to love and cherish and please.”
Harper came crying Ash’s name, his hole squeezing and pulsing around Ash’s aching cock. Ash thrust deep, pressing his groin hard into Harper’s ass, and pumped Harper full, wings beating like he was trying to take off as his orgasm rattled his soul.
Harper whimpered, his movements stuttering to a stop, and Ash stroked his back. He seemed to melt, going boneless under Ash’s touch.
Ash slowly pulled out and massaged Harper’s ass cheeks. Harper’s hole was pink and looked thoroughly used. A rumble rolled through Ash as his cum leaked out, dripping down Harper’s inner thighs and balls.
Ash traced Harper’s rim delicately. “So pretty.”
Harper’s breathing picked up. He squirmed.
“Never seen anything lovelier.” Ash gripped Harper’s hipsand rolled him onto his back, removing the thong from around his thighs and tossing it away before pulling Harper into a tight hug. “Thank you, sweetheart. That was wonderful, best sex of my life.”
