Page 71 of Demon's Desire
He should. If Nico bound himself to the annoying vampire, then Onyx could keep him forever. Even if they weren’t mates.
Dammit, he shouldn’t think about mates. He longed for one more and more, even if he tried to deny it. “I won’t hold joining Rowan against you.”
“I appreciate that, but I’m serious.” Nico rubbed the back of his neck. “The vampire bond isn’t for me. Rowan and I are close, but I don’t want to be one of his children. I don’t want to be so…connected. And I don’t want to live forever.”
Nico didn’t want to live forever. Was this confirmation that he wasn’t Onyx’s mate? Surely fate wouldn’tgrant him a mate that rejected immortality and chose not to bond. It would be cruel.
Facing the possibility that he was wrong turned Onyx’s desire for Nico into something desperate. It was like a sickness growing inside him. There was no denying it, and Onyx couldn’t shake the feeling that the evolving intensity of his attraction meant something.
If they were fated, would Nico change his mind about immortality?
“I don’t blame you for not wanting to be bound to Rowan. I should have known you had better judgment.” Onyx forced a haughty, approving look, unable to face sharing his suspicions. Not yet. “I’ll get the others to protect your house and keep you safe that way.”
Nico pulled Onyx close and pressed him into the mattress, looming over him. “Good. I like you keeping me safe.” He smiled with so much warmth it cracked Onyx’s soul.
Onyx closed his eyes. He couldn’t take it.
Hope was the worst. It always ruined him. First with Luc, hoping he’d stay, hoping he wouldn’t leave him behind. With Ash, hoping he’d see him and love him for who he was. For hoping things would get better after they fell. For clinging to the chance that Luc might change.
And now, hoping the man on top of him was his mate.
Onyx trembled, holding back until it was impossible not to give in. He couldn’t fight his hope for Nico.
He wrapped his legs around Nico’s hips and rubbed their groins together, smiling when Nico’s cock hardened so fast it had to be some sort of record.
“I’ve been missing out, never having you on your back.” Nico’s fingers trailed over Onyx’s chest and flicked his nipple.
Onyx forced his eyes open. “There are many waysyou’ve never had me. I heard there was a list. Missionary better not be the only thing on it, or I’ll be disappointed.”
Nico chuckled. “Brat.” He tweaked Onyx’s nipple, eliciting a gasp. Nico tugged the barbell piercing, and pleasure shot through Onyx’s core.
Onyx’s cock hardened and his tail trembled. “Get that big dick back inside me and let’s tick off this position. Then, you can impress me with your next grand idea.”
A full-on laugh burst from Nico. He seemed surprised with himself and shook his head. “I don’t know if I want to. You make it sound like a chore.”
“Fucking me is never a chore. Take it back or you’ll find my legs permanently closed.”
Nico pressed against Onyx, their foreheads knocking, Nico’s big body shaking with more laughter. “Please don’t. Once isn’t enough. I’ve gotta make your needy purple hole mine.”
Onyx’s snark evaporated, and his face and tail flamed.
Nico’s woodsy citrus scent washed over him in a refreshing wave, and Nico dropped kisses down Onyx’s neck, giving his piercing a vicious twist.
“Ugh, go on then. Claim me, Nico. Fuck my blushing ass until I can’t remember anything but being filled with your cum.”
“Fuck, yeah. You’ve been so good today. Talking to me. Telling me what you want. Of course I’m going to give you another load.” He kissed down Onyx’s chest, then bit and sucked on his nipple, flicking it with his tongue.
A hand snaked between them, and Nico aligned his cock with Onyx’s hole. A quick flare of magic renewed his slick, and Onyx bore down, opening for Nico as he pushed in.
Nico’s cock stretched Onyx just right. Though honestly, sex with Nico would be perfect no matter his size or shape, or how they came together. It wasn’t about parts or bodies. Fitting withNico was bigger, mushy and soul-altering, like Onyx had never cared to be with past lovers.
“That’s it. You’re taking me like I already claimed this sweet hole.” Nico filled him until their bodies met, slick leaking between them. “You’re so messy. So filthy and dripping for me, little butterfly. I’m going to pin you down and never let you go. Keep you stuffed tight.”
Nico pulled back and thrust. Onyx arched beneath him, hips undulating, matching Nico’s rhythm with loud smacks of wet skin.
“You say the sweetest things,” Onyx panted, head thrown back and horns digging into Nico’s pillow.
Rocking back on his knees, Nico hitched Onyx’s legs over his arms, changing their angle. “How’s this?” He thrust, hitting Onyx’s prostate.
