Page 28 of The Magic of Revenge
Then when I walked in here and saw what he'd made for me, for us, nothing else mattered. That's probably why I'd tossed my dress aside like it was on fire when he'd walked away from me. But the sex, oh gods, the fucking sex. His unnaturally long tongue, his big thick cock... Holy shit. Being stretched by him and feeling the way my body clamped on his, locking him in place, my inner demon had taken over and took what she needed.
My hips were now rocking and Bram's mouth was licking a trail of fire up my throat.
I thought about how infuriated I'd been when I thought he was trying to detach from me. The panic I'd felt at his seed escaping my body.Oh my gods. Oh my gods.
"Am I going to get pregnant?" I half-shouted the moment that realization hit me.
He chuckled. Chuckled.
"This is uncharted territory for me, Goldie. I know you do your spells to prevent pregnancy and in theory, I think they should hold," he said, wrapping my hair in his fist and pulling my head to the side for better access to my neck. "Gods, I want to fuck you again," he growled and my stomach flipped with excitement.
If I was honest, as much as the idea of a pregnancy right now scared me, I had to admit I'd felt a pang of disappointment at the thought of my spells doing their job. But there'd be plenty of time for babies later. For now, I was going to let this big demon have his way with me and I was going to enjoy every fucking minute of it.
"Might be hard to do that when you can't really move," I pointed out.
An absolutely deviant grin split his mouth and my nipples hardened at the promise of wicked things in his eyes. Bram rolled us over with unnatural speed and the next thing I knew, his cock was pulsating, much like his tongue had done before. I shouted to the ceiling at the sudden sensation, which seemed to just spur him on.
"Let your mate take care of you. It's been a long fucking time, but I still remember how things work and I'm going to rock your fucking world."
He was possessed. A beast. An absolute monster in the way he fucked me. One thing he wasn't though, was a liar. He completely rocked my fucking world.
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A couple of hours later,after an absolute marathon of hot demon sex, we were still joined together and holy hell, my thighs were aching. I'd figured out that while I couldn't completely detach from him, which was only really disappointing when he showed me a cock ring we didn’t get the chance to use, I was able to spin around so that we could be in a spooning position. Sweet fucking relief for my thighs.
As it was, Bram was wrapped around me from behind, breathing deeply against my neck. We'd fallen asleep like this after the last round. Being in his arms like this, it was everything. After nearly losing Fischer, I'd never take my men for granted again. I know I'd told Cam that I didn't want to jump into a relationship since I was still so fresh out of my disastrous one with Bryce, but there was no denying that we were all in a relationship now. Label or not, they were mine and I was theirs.
I loved them. The intensity of it burned within me and it fed my soul. Even Sloane. Oh, Sloane. My feelings for him weren't as strong as the others, but there was something there. I missed him, his scowly face, and his gruff, cocky attitude. He was a mystery to me and I was determined to find out who he was deep down once the layers of his self-defense armor were peeled back. Someone had hurt him and he'd done what he needed to do to protect himself, his heart.
The fact that they were with Laurie right now made me feel physically ill. Tears pricked my eyes at the absolute feeling of helplessness over this situation. I had no idea where they were or what she was planning. What was she doing to them? And then throw in the fact that their memories had been fucking wiped, so they wouldn't remember me at all? It was so not the time to be feeling insecure, but at the base of all things, I was still a woman.What if they meet someone else?
And then I was crying again. Was it possible to cry yourself to death? I was really starting to wonder.
Bram stirred behind me, placing a kiss on my neck. "Princess?"
Then I felt guilty for not being one hundred percent in this moment with Bram.
"I'm sorry," I sniffled. "Just emotional."
"Don't apologize. I always want you to be real with me," he told me, his voice husky from his nap.
"We have to get them back. Soon. I'm driving myself crazy," I confessed, letting the tears come freely now.
His grip on my waist tightened and he squeezed me closer, his body warm and comforting.
"We will. Everything will be okay," he promised. I didn't tell him that was a promise he couldn't keep. It wasn't his call, or mine. The stars had plans, but I was tired of feeling like a chess piece in their game.
"I'm hungry," I said, realizing that I hadn't eaten much at all today. I'd been too anxious to get here and be naked that I hadn't felt like eating.
"Good thing I have a snack pile just beside the fuck nest, hmm?" He stretched and started digging around beside the bed and I shook my head at him in amusement.
My phone started ringing and we both stilled. Who would be calling me? I dug around in the blankets off to the side, not quick enough though, as the ringing stopped.
"Wonder who that was..."
The pressure of Bram between my legs began to lessen and I looked at him over my shoulder in question.
"The mating is complete, Goldie," he smiled, kissing me deeply. His cock slipped from me and with it, a fucking flood of wetness. Bram sat up and looked between my legs. "Gods damn, that is fucking hot."
