FORTY-NINE
Do it!” Lila all but begged. “I’m ready.”
Abyssian rested on his forearms, leaning down until their faces were inches apart. As he eased deeper, feeding her his cock, the realm seemed to hold its breath. . . .
She gasped from the stretching sensation, but it didn’t hurt. Pressure gave way, and his shaft sank farther inside. She hissed in a breath, expecting pain. None came.
“Virgin no more.” He cupped her face, brushing his thumb over her cheek. “I was losing you—didn’t know why. But now you’ve surrendered to me.” His hips tilted forward, his muscles straining with barely harnessed aggression. Sweat dampened his skin.
As he inched deeper, his smoldering gaze scanned her face, gauging her every reaction.
She bit her lip. So far, I’m undecided about this.
“Give me time, love,” he said, as if he’d heard her thought. Then she heard one of his: —Last, Sian!—
Staring into his eyes, she grew centered. Steady. They could do this. She relaxed a degree.
“That’s it.” He took as she gave, filling her even more. “Surrender everything to me.” Once he was seated as deeply as he could go, his wings extended wide, and he bit out one word: “Mine.”
She maneuvered under him, adjusting to the fullness. “Oh!” Better!
With every beat of his mighty heart, his cock throbbed inside her, but he somehow kept himself from thrusting. “Are you mine, Lila?” He reached between them to rub her clitoris.
“I’m yours!” she cried. Much better! As his fingers made slow, slippery circles, she dug her nails into the rigid muscles of his ass.
“Holding on by a thread.” His onyx eyes flickered dangerously. “Fondle your breasts for me.”
She released him to pet herself.
“Good girl.” His fingers were sending her closer to the brink. “You’re mine now. You can’t ever go back. You will belong to a demon . . . forever.” His shadow loomed on the wall—all forbidding horns and wings—as if his darkest self was in the cave with them.
She didn’t want to go back! “Abyssian . . .”
“Pinch your nipples harder.”
With a moan, she did.
“Harder.”
“Ah!” Her hips bucked uncontrollably. Which felt unbelievable. She rocked on him again—sending his shaft in and out of her. “Nothing can feel this good!”
He gnashed his teeth. “Still! You have no idea what forces you toy with.”
She couldn’t remain still. Too much sensation danced just out of reach. She undulated on his cock again . . . and again . . . faster . . . faster . . . until she was fucking him.
Seeming incapable of speech, a growl rose from his chest. But his thoughts blasted her. —Stop, Lila! No, do NOT stop. Mercy!—
Stopping wasn’t an option; she chased her orgasm.
“You’re—uhn!—about to—ah!—come.”
“Yes!” She pinched her nipples to the point of pain.
A drop of his sweat ran off his forehead to hit her breast. Even his sweat was searing. Pleasure built and coiled deep inside her.
Building . . . coiling . . . building . . . coiling.
“Then come hard.” His fingers sped up. “Wring my cock.”
“My gods!” Sexy fucking demon. “You make me feel so—”
RELEASE.
Her inner walls clamped down on his thick length, her back arching. Her breasts swelled beneath her palms. When she caught a breath, she loosed it on a scream.
“Lila! I feel you . . . feel you coming on me!”
Needing to touch him, her hands flew to his back, nails embedding under his wings. Another convulsion hit, and she scored his skin, drawing a roar from his lungs.
His cock stayed wedged deep inside her, the unyielding pressure forcing her to climax harder than she ever had. Shattering spasms gripped her. . . .
Sian’s breaths heaved as he fought not to come. Must mark her.
But Calliope’s sheath tightened even more around him, the rhythmic contractions nigh irresistible. Last!
The urge to thrust lashed him like a razor whip—but he’d be done with a single plunge! She was so tight around him, he wondered if he could thrust.
She sank her teeth into his shoulder in abandon, screaming against his muscles.
I am in hell. Heaven! No, hell. For so long, he’d longed to release his seed; now he was frantic to hold it back.
He perceived volcanoes in the distance readying to explode. He invoked dark forces in the realm, anything to maintain control.
Though he still hadn’t dared to move, semen ascended his shaft, rising against his will. His heavy balls drew up, aching in a way he’d never experienced. Laden with seed for my mate.
The tug of her sex demanded it from him.
The heat of her . . .
Get control! His claws bit into his palms, his body suspended on the brink.
As she came down, she caressed his shoulders, his chest, his sensitive pierced nipples. Her hands sped up until they seemed to be touching him everywhere at once.
Instinctive drives surged inside him. To thrust. To fuck.
To bite.
His eyes were drawn to the flesh between her neck and shoulder. Her misted skin beckoned his fangs.
She turned her head away, baring herself for him. “Do it.”
“Can’t. Not yet.” He didn’t recognize his voice. “Must—keep—control.”
Her glowing gaze locked on his horns.
“No!” Just from her look, his hips jerked between her legs. A guttural sound broke from his chest. “No.”
This dream female reached up and clutched his horns. She yanked him down to her neck.
“LILA!” He sank his fangs into her. “Uhhhhnnnn!”
He felt her scream as she came again. Her arms fell limp over her head, and her spasms rippled up and down his cock. He scented her orgasms, and knew he couldn’t resist her this time.
He snarled against his mate’s neck as her sweet pussy milked him. . . .
Ah, gods, ah fuck—
Semen erupted from him.
He released her neck, throwing back his head. The force of his ejaculation wrenched a bellow from his lungs. “COMING.” His back bowed, his wings snapping open. Shudders seized him, and his vision blurred. “LILA.”
His mind turned over. His psyche. His heart in his chest.
Euphoria. Floating.
The need to fill her overpowered him. He helplessly plunged, fucking his mate to relieve lifetimes of pressure.
“It’s so hot!” Head thrashing on the fur, she met his thrusts, sending him into a frenzy.
In burst after burst, he emptied himself into his female’s body. . . .
Muscles whipcord taut, the demon pistoned between her legs. His cataclysmic bite had forced her to come again, his body escalating her climax. Too much, too much . . .
Sensations engulfed her. His blindingly bright glyphs, the fire flaring, the intoxicating taste of his sweat-slicked skin. The stunned look in his gorgeous eyes. “Lila?”
With a last shudder, he collapsed over her. All around them, aftershocks rocked hell.
Mind-blown, she took stock of her body. No pain. Just satisfaction.
Demonish left his lips: “Gods almighty . . . never knew.” He buried his face in the hollow of her neck, his breaths heaving against her mark. But he didn’t stop lazily thrusting his still-hard cock inside her.
She smiled to feel his cum mingled with hers. As relaxation spread over her well-loved body, she wrapped her arms around him, giving him adoring kisses.
He raised his head, gazing down at her with hooded eyes. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, I’m fine. Better than. I feel thoroughly mated.”
“Even when this bite heals”—he grazed his teeth down her neck—“demons will see my mark on you forever. My claim.”
They were bonded. Optimism surged inside her. They could fix anything amiss between them—because they were one entity now.
As he slowly thrust, his chest skimmed her swollen nipples. “You belong to me. Around me. Connected to me.”
Connection. “Yes, yes.” She tilted her hips up to meet his movements.
He raised his brows. “You’re not nearly done, are you?”
“Oh, not by a league, demon.”
Lips curving, he covered her breasts with his palms. “My fey mate loves her pleasure.” Rubbing his thumbs over her nipples, he rasped, “Made me come so hard I lost my mind. Could you feel it?”
She excitedly nodded. “It was searing inside me.” The demon’s rich essence.
His eyes gleamed with triumph. “I can give you younglings now.”
Her excitement dimmed, and she gazed away. “You could have red-blooded children with a demoness.”
He pinched Lila’s chin, forcing her to face him. “At the height of my anger, I plotted to use you, then go to others for offspring.”
In a deadened tone, she said, “You can plant seed in every field—except for mine.”
“Total fidelity, wife.” Voice rising with each word, he said, “I will have sharp-tempered, sharp-eared little pups with my cherished queen, or I will have none at all!” A wave crashing outside punctuated his statement.
Cherished queen? He wanted the two of them to have kids? “Truly?”
“Your choice, Lila.”
Her heart stuttered as she breathlessly stared at him. He looked so menacing and demonic and sexy. Her core reflexively clenched him.
His shaft pulsed in reaction. “Good. I have your answer. Inform me whenever you’re ready.”
She grinned. “I will.” When light beams struck him, she said, “What a place to lose my virginity.”
“And to lose my seal.”
“So after all the pressure and fury have churned in this volcano for millennia, diamonds appear?”
“Just so.”
“Then this place is just like your life. The diamonds could be . . . your future.”
He cast her a brows-drawn look. “Yes.” With another wave of his hand, he used magic to pluck a huge diamond from the ceiling. When he offered it to her, the stone refracted the light from his glyphs, illuminating his hypnotic eyes. She saw so many things in his expression.
Hope. Need.
Love.
She raised a hand to trace a beam gliding over his face. “Can you let go of the pressure and fury and forgive the past?”
Abyssian nodded. “I can. I will.” He placed the diamond into her palm and closed her fingers over it. “My future is yours.”