Page 42 of Demon's Desire
“No.” Nico wasn’t ready to let him go. Not that he could stop Onyx if he really wanted to get away.
The fact that Onyx—an immortal closer to a God than a man—allowed himself to be manhandled was dizzying.
Nico massaged Onyx’s scalp. “Let me take care of you.”
Onyx’s brow furrowed, some of the sharpness returning to his face. “In case the mess staining your pants didn’t clue you in, I’ve been taken care of.”
Nico laughed softly. “Not what I meant, brat. Now stay still. You can get me off in a minute.”
Apparently mollified by the promise, Onyx relaxed, muttering, “Whatever,” as he shut his eyes.
The rosy flush to Onyx’s ass was already fading. The spell Nico used worked better on vampires. Maybe he could tweak it to suit Onyx and prevent his healing from erasing Nico’s mark so quickly. If there was a next time. Onyx might never let him do this again.
Nico rubbed the abused flesh. He flicked one cheek and watched it bounce.
“Umf.” Onyx squirmed.
“Sorry.” He wasn’t really. Nico could play with Onyx for hours. Instead, he summoned a bottle of lotion from the bedroom. It floated toward him, and he grabbed it from the air.
At the sound of the cap clicking, Onyx’s eyelids fluttered open. He craned his neck. “That doesn’t look like lube.”
“It’s not. It’s to soothe your naughty little bottom.”
“Fuck.” Onyx’s face flamed deep crimson, his neck flushing to match, eyes flickering with fire. He shook himself, and the flames went out. “Don’t bother. I’ll be healed completely before I get you off at this rate.”
Nico frowned. “That may be, but I’m taking care of you anyway.”
“Ugh, so kind it’s killing me. Don’t be a bore, and fuck meinstead. That lotion will do. Or skip it altogether and stick your dick in me.”
Nico’s heart stuttered. Onyx was such a little shit. He couldn’t let anyone be nice to him. “You’d let me fuck you?”
Onyx propped his head on a hand. “Um, yeah. It wouldn’t exactly be a chore.”
Damn, Nico wanted to. “Not tonight.” He needed more than one night with Onyx and wasn’t above playing dirty to get it.
“You’re no fun.” Onyx pouted, but didn’t say it was now or never, so that had to be good.
This was probably a mistake, but it was too late to go back now. Nico would figure it out. If things got awkward down the road, he’d manage. When Onyx moved on, Nico would have to deal with it.
His chest pinched at the idea of Onyx finding his mate and forgetting about him as he got wrapped up in fated love. But Onyx wasn’t as enamored with mates as the other demons. Maybe Nico didn’t have to worry.
He rubbed lotion into Onyx’s pinkened ass, one cheek, then the other, as the color faded. The demon sighed, eyes falling closed once more.
When he was done, Nico patted Onyx’s bottom one last time. “Good boy.”
Onyx’s eyes flew open. His fire didn’t reignite, but his glare still burned. Nico watched as he struggled to decide how to react. “I’ll be a good boy if you let me suck your cock.”
“Damnation.” Nico dropped his head back. “Yeah, all right. If you insist.”
Onyx wiggled out of Nico’s lap with some difficulty caused by the tight jeans tangling his thighs. He managed to stand and pulled up his pants and underwear, his shirt falling back into place.
Nico hated every stitch of clothing. “What if I want you to suck me naked?”
Onyx’s hands stilled on his pants button. “Too bad.”
It was worth a shot. Nico almost reminded Onyx he wasn’t the one calling the shots, but didn’t want to push too far. Onyx had let go so completely—more so than Nico expected—it was no surprise his prickliness had come rushing back.
Nico cupped his bulge, hand sticky with Onyx’s drying cum, and Onyx’s eyes tracked the motion. “Need me to take it out for you? You’re going to have to get closer to finish what you started.”
