Page 26 of The Magic of Revenge
My hips rolled, pulling my cock out of her nearly all the way before grinding back in. It was exquisite torture. I repeated the move, loving the way her fingernails dug into the skin on my shoulders. Her pussy clenching me was the single best feeling I'd ever felt.
Goldie wrapped her arms around my back, her hands coming up to hold onto my shoulders. We were chest to chest, the sounds of my balls slapping against her ass ringing out around us.
"Harder," she ordered.
Picking up my pace, I felt the indescribable sensation of my knot swelling further. Leaning up, I spread her legs wide. She was like a feral animal beneath me, clawing at my chest, whimpering and groaning as I lodged deep inside of her.
"Oh my stars, I'm coming, I'm coming," she shouted.
"Come for me, my beautiful demon princess. Come on my big demon dick, squeeze my knot. Claim me," I snarled, reaching for her swollen clit. The moment I touched her, she detonated.
With a scream, she flew up at me, rolling me onto my back. Our bodies still joined together, the fluttering of her walls enough to make my eyes roll back in my head. My head hit the pillow with an oomph and then my girl was riding me, her eyes locked on mine. Her hair was wild which served to amplify her beauty in that moment. Gone was the angel and in her place was a dark demonic female who knew exactly what she wanted.
"Your cock is magic, Bram," she gritted out as her hips snapped and her fingers tweaked her hard nipples. All I could do was grunt with the force with which she was fucking me. Because that's exactly what was happening. I was the one being fucked, despite having my cock buried inside of her.
"That's right, fuck me, Goldie. Fuck me hard," I encouraged, my hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave marks. She couldn't rise off of me more than an inch but that didn't deter her from her mission. She was so fucking wet I could hear it with every movement she made.
There was something about having her, my mate, fucking me like this... It was almost like she was having a heat cycle.Oh fuck, fuck. The second the thought filtered through my sex-drenched brain, her scent spiked and I thought my head was going to explode.
"Something's happening, oh gods," she cried out, her eyes nearly black now.
"Lock. On. Me." I growled, my hand finding her throat as I gently pulled her face down to mine.
Her hips continued to buck, driving me fucking crazy. "What? Do what?" she panted.
"Lock on my knot, do it," I pleaded. There was nothing in the world I needed more in that moment. I captured her mouth in a molten kiss and a moment later the most intense orgasm I'd ever felt on my dick—or experienced myself—culminated. Her cunt clamped around my knot, ensuring I wasn't going any-fucking-where.
"Ohhh gods!" she screamed. Her walls massaged and squeezed me firmly. With her locking me in place, her body had done what it was biologically designed to do. Drain me of my seed and ensure it stayed inside of her.
Goldie collapsed on top of me, breathing deeply. My fingertips trailed up and down her back, sliding around the base of her wings, soothing her. She was asleep. It wasn't uncommon for females to pass out afterward. Whether she'd thrown herself into a heat cycle, or it was fate... Regardless, my Goldie girl's body was ready for my babies.
Floating. Such a strange sensation when you weren’t in water, but here I was, up amongst the stars. Weightless, ethereal.
"Princess, are you feeling okay?" Bram's voice broke through my post-orgasmic, fog-filled brain.
"Hmm?" Yeah. That was all he was getting out of me right now.
His chest rumbled beneath me with his husky laughter and I nuzzled my cheek against him. He'd wrapped his wings tightly around us, making me feel even more secure and loved. The ache between my legs felt incredibly satisfying. Our coupling had given me a piece of myself I hadn't realized I was missing. I could sense Bram's contentment, his pride at claiming me, his dedication to us.
"You make me so happy, Goldie. I gave up on finding someone so long ago," he whispered, emotion bleeding through his words as his hands rubbed my back.
Turning my head, I kissed his chest. Bram might've been a nerd, and a goof, and probably unhinged, but he was a romantic. He needed my words and my actions to validate his efforts. After everything he'd done for me, it was the least I could do. It's not like it was a chore.
"You found me, baby," I murmured quietly, enjoying the feeling of contentment that had settled over us. "Gods, that was amazing. You scared me for a second. I really thought you were gonna split me in two," I confessed.
"How are you now?" he asked, and though I knew he was being genuine, his cock flexed inside me and I moaned.
"You're still hard..." I pushed myself up to look down at him and he smiled.
"Oh Goldie girl, I'm gonna be hard for hours. I told you. This is why I couldn't take you whenever I wanted. Not the first time, anyway." He shrugged and readjusted his hips beneath me. Heat licked up my spine and quickly spread throughout my body like an inferno.
"I'm hot," I told him, sitting up to fan my face with my hands.
"Oh! One moment." Bram reached underneath the pillow and pulled out a handheld fan that was attached to a water bottle.
"What the—" I was cut off when he flicked the switch on and a cool breeze hit my face that helped to cool the warmth. "Oh gods, that feels so good."
Bram grinned triumphantly and continued using the small device to blow cool air on my body.
