She shakes her head, her cheeks turning bright pink. “No one but you.”
“I’m the first man to ever lick you?” I ask, slipping my fingers deeper to stretch her.
She gasps and shakes her head again. “The only man or demon. The only one I want.”
“Good,” I say. “Because I’m the only one you’lleverhave. But believe me, little girl, I’ll make sure you never regret it.”
I nod down at my pants and guide her hands to the button. She eagerly opens the fly and her gasp is louder when my cock springs free. She wraps her hand around my huge girth and slowly runs it up and down.
“How …” she says with wonder. “This will never work.”
“I’m not human,” I remind her, pleased when she doesn’t recoil or even blink. “It will not only work, you’ll be begging to be bred by me over and over again.”
I ease my fingers out of her tight channel to circle her clit while she clings to my cock. The moment her eyes roll back and her moans turn to cries of pleasure, I lift her hips and slam her down on me. She screams as my cock fills her and I roar as I feel her cunt spasm around me. With my hands tight on her waist, I lift her so my great length is almost completely out of her body. She reaches for my shoulders.
“No, I need it inside me,” she begs, wriggling in my grasp. “I need that huge cock of yours back inside me.”
I lower her again and she collapses against my chest. “Told you so,” I whisper, before flipping her onto her back so I can fuck her hard and fast like I need to. “Tell me if I hurt you,” I grit out, finding it almost impossible to hold back.
Kara shakes her head, her hair spreading out on the bed of leaves beneath us. “You feel amazing,” she sighs. “Just right. Just exactly right.”
“You know you’re mine now, right?” I say, teasing her slowly, torturing myself in the most delicious way. “You’re my lifelong mate now, and I’m going to breed this cunt. Many, many times. And you’re always going to beg me for more.”
“Yes,” she says, nodding as she grabs my hair. “That’s just what I want.”
“Tell me how good I make you feel,” I order, barely hanging on by a thread.
She laughs breathlessly as I smirk down at her, waiting. “Better than I ever have before. I don’t care if you never stop fucking me. I don’t ever want this to—”
Satisfied for the moment, I increase my pace until I’m riding her hard and we’re both gasping. I urge her to tell me again that I’m the only one she wants, needing the ego boost like I need air and food and water. Like I need Kara.
She obliges, happily crying out how good I make her feel and when she comes again with a scream that scatters the birds in the trees, I release my seed inside her, marking her as my lifelong mate.
“You’re mine now,” I tell her. “For as long as we live.”
She holds onto me until her breathing slows to a normal pace. “Are you proposing?”
I let out a happy, contented laugh. While I know I’ll never get enough of her, she’s found a way to make the demon of gluttony finally content.
“Ah, yes,” I say. “That’s what humans do, isn’t it.”
Chapter 8
Kara
I lay beneath Zorion, my entire body humming with pleasure and happier than I’ve ever been. So I’m in love with a high-ranking demon. I have no idea what that really means, but what I do know is that he loves me. I’m the only one for him, and I feel exactly the same. I roll over and reach for my jeans as he hops up to find my shirt for me.
“I want you again soon, Kara,” he tells me.
“Absolutely,” I say, reaching over to fondle the massive beast dangling between his legs. He’s not the least bit embarrassed to be buck-naked—nor should he be, because he’s magnificent. At my slightest touch, his cock begins to rise and I jerk my hand away before we’re rolling in the leaves again. “We need to tell my grandpa first. You’re moving in with me, right?”
He laughs his big bellowing laugh. “If that’s what you want. At least until I can have a house built for us. You won’t be able to come home with me, but my family will come here to meet you.”
I can’t even begin to think about that yet. Getting past Gramps is all I can handle for the moment. We walk back hand in hand, with Zorion carrying me when he notices my ankle is hurting a bit. We don’t talk about the hunter who grabbed me to use as bait, or the fact he became a giant snake to rescue me. We’re lifelong mates now, so there’ll be time for all that later.
At the house, I boil some water for tea and we all settle around the kitchen table, which is once again covered in fresh honeycombs ready to be melted down for more figurines. After I apologized for worrying Gramps, telling him I just lost track of time, Zorion gives me a nod. We dive right in, explaining what our relationship has become.
“I know it’s probably pretty quick,” I interject after Zorion explains to Gramps how much he loves me and that we’re getting married as soon as possible. “Do you think we’re rushing things?”