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His hand gripped my throat, tilting my head up so he could take my lips in his. His hot tongue felt like something poured into my mouth. It filled me up, warming every inch.
Open it!
The box appeared behind my eyes again as my toes curled and my core tightened. He lifted my legs, hooking my knees over his shoulders. Each thrust was a force that made the bookshelf cry. The wood that I bought thinking it would withstand anything crumbled under the force. The air was filled with the sound of our flesh slapping together, my tight moans, his grunts, and destruction as more shelves fell to join the wreckage on the floor at his feet.
Any pain was chased away. A constant tug of war between pain and burning pleasure happened inside me that was almost unbearable.
“Fuck,” I hissed as tears pushed from my eyes and I felt myself dancing closer and closer to the edge.
Open it! Open it! Open it!
Fuck it! Fine!
My fingers wrapped around the ropes and my heated palms only added to the pleasure I could barely take. My ankles hooked behind him, holding onto him as his fingers dug hard enough to draw blood from my hips. Desperation made our movements more frantic and I did as the voice told me. I opened the box. I wrapped the fingers of my mind around the lid, and I opened it.
I was thrust into the dark room that had haunted my nightmares, only this time, it felt like I belonged there. The lid from the stone box lay at my feet.
Bump, bump. Bump, bump. Bump, bump.
Somehow I was inside my body completely wrapped in bliss just as sure as I was suspended in that room with a heart in my hands. I was being tugged. Forced to feel every ripple of ecstasy moving through me alongside the constant thrum of his heart.
I clutched his heart to my chest and exploded.
A growl erupted from Asmodeus as soon as I did. The sound forced my eyes open. His hand wrapped around a shelf, his grip strong enough to splinter right through the wood. Pain pierced my skin before pleasure flooded through me and I felt the pull of his mouth on my throat, the pinch of his teeth latched into me as it intensified everything inside me.
Power poured into me, burning through my veins. It was an elixir of pure ecstasy.
“Eden!” he growled, eyes filled with fire and lips coated in my blood. Our eyes locked and his turned completely black. The black devoured the whites of his eyes, making them dark voids that reflected my face for a split second before we both came completely undone.
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EDEN
Every inch of my body was content. The thought that I had never had world-splintering sex returned to me as I grinned and ran my fingernails gently over Asmodeus’s chest.
Well, that was now a lie.
Asmodeus had fucked me five ways to Sunday and I was hard-pressed to admit this marriage was going to be hard for me to give up. Not because of the sex — well, hell, not only because of the sex, I wasn’t crazy enough to say that wasn’t a good reason — but because I liked him.
I liked a demon.
My face turned into the heat of his chest at the ridiculousness of it. The weekend when we summoned him felt as far away now as my need to get rid of him. Somehow, my deep-rooted fears of the occult and demonic had faded with every bickered word we exchanged and every annoying explanation of the day-to-day.
My mind went back to the box. To the moment it opened and the intensity that flared in my chest when it did. My hand pushed between us and I held it against my chest. Sandwiched there, coated in warmth.
Asmodeus moaned at the brush of my hand. “Are you already ready for more?” he asked, voice heavy with sleep.
I wasn’t about to say no, especially when I knew how amazing it could be, but the annoying flutter in my stomach kept me from saying yes right away. I needed to say something. Needed to tell him because after all he had done for Abuela, I felt I owed it to him.
“Maybe later,” I chuckled low.
“Later,” he agreed. “Your salacious appetite has fatigued me.”
I laughed. “Oh? Are you saying the big, bad lust demon can’t keep up with this mortal pussy?”
He chuckled too and I grinned, realizing how much I liked the sound. “I have used more power in a week in this world than I have in months at home.”
“So you’re saying you can’t keep up with mortal living, either?” I teased.
