Immortals After Dark 07 - Kiss of a Demon King

Demonish, "I will never wed you, Sabine.
    Not until there is trust between us. And I vow to you, I will have my revenge against you." He finished by saying, "Do you accept?"
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    The demon's eyes were so steady, so compelling, her heart seemed to stutter with feeling.
    "I do, Rydstrom. I accept you. But how do I know you said the vow?"
    "Because I never lie."
    She stared at him for long moments, until he grated, "I've waited fifteen hundred years for this. Don't make me suffer any longer."
    With a hard swallow, she pressed the broad head to her entrance.
    'Take more." The rumble of his voice had turned to a husky rasp. "Now!" His sweat-slicked muscles bulged, his features turning sharper.
    She shivered, then worked more of his shaft into her. "You're ... too big." It was uncomfortable, stretching her.
    "Then I want you even wetter. Arch up to me."
    "Yes!" She did. With heavy lidded eyes, she watched him blushing his lips all around her nipples. "Rydstrom, suckle me."
    At her words, he shuddered. "This will be over . . . before it begins." Finally he dragged his tongue over one of her straining peaks. When his lips greedily latched onto it to suck it hard, she cradled his head, holding him to her as she moaned in bliss.
    Her free hand dipped down to finger her clitoris, and soon the fullness inside her started to feel necessary, even essential-as if she'd die without it. She was getting so close....
    He released her nipple. "Deeper, tassia." He tried to thrust, but she scrambled back. "No!
    Take more of my cock." He wasn't even halfway inside her.
    She noticed the injured muscles in his torso were twitching. He wasn't yet strong enough to lean forward without his hands, couldn't force his hips forward. He couldn't take her as he obviously needed to.
    "I'm . . . trying," she said. "I'm too small for you, demon."
    "Roll your hips up."
    "You're too big. Just give me a second like this." As they were, she was on the verge of coming. "Another
    second-"
    "I can't." He stilled, his brows drawing together. "Losing control." He began to pull back.
    "But I'm close!"
    "Don't want to hurt you-"
    She sank her fingernails into his ass.
    He roared with pleasure, his back bowing with it. "Don't do ... that! Not that."
    So she did it harder. It was like spurring him, like lashing a beast with a whip. He began to go fully
    demonic, his skin darkening, sheening in the firelight. The sight of him in this state unnerved her-and aroused her. Even more.

    Gods, she wanted to lick every inch of his beautiful skin. The tone of his voice was different, his bearing changed. His upper and lower fangs had grown, and his gaze was riveted on the spot where her neck met her shoulder.
    A demon wanted to bite her, to place his claim on her for eternity. And still she was about to go over the edge with this male... .
    Between panting breaths, Sabine cried, "Oh! I'm going ... to cornel" Flames erupted as she arched her back, her nipples jutting.
    And then he felt the unmistakable clenching of her sheath. Her body was squeezing the head of his cock like a little fist. "Sabine!" He was about to ejaculate inside her. At last. He felt a savage thrill at the thought of spilling his seed into his woman, the seed he could finally give her. "Need to .. . mark you." So long I've wanted her.
    "You're turning even more?" she said, alarm in her eyes.
    "Lean up-"
    "No! Demon, don't do this. I'll fight you if you mark
    me!" "No?" he snarled. She'd told him no7. He could scarcely hear her- too far gone. "Then you'll take more of me!"
    After days of torment, that building pressure was about to be released.
    His demon strength soared through him. Need deeper inside her. Shoot my seed so deep. He leaned his forehead on the cold headboard, finally balancing himself to thrust. Positioned like this, his hips shot forward uncontrollably, forcing his shaft up inside her.
    So tight.. Too tight ? He thought she'd cried out as she writhed, pinned on his length. But all he could hear was his heartbeat thundering in his ears. Was she trying to shove him away?
    Screaming for him to stop?
    Virgin.
    The thought vanished when the pressure in his shaft became pain. She dug her nails into his shoulders-and
    he loved it.
    He gave a brutal yell as his come shot from his cock
    for the first time.
    The heat, the force. "Ah, gods, Sabine!" At the feel of that first hot jet pumping into her, his eyes rolled back in his head.
    He mindlessly thrust, spending until he was emptied, until the