Immortals After Dark 10 - Demon From the Dark

thought this a fevered fantasy--the most exquisite female he'd ever seen, offering her neck while he drove in and out of her luscious sex. "You are too beautiful to be real, channa."
    "Drink from me, Malkom. Taste me. It's yours, whenever you need."
    Gods, could she truly be his? A woman to accept everything about him? He caught her neck in the crook of his arm, using his forearm to press her head to the side. Leaning down, he licked the blood from her neck, fangs sharper than they'd ever been. With a snarl, he plunged them into the tender spot between her neck and her shoulder.
    Her body shot tense when he sucked her. "Malkom! It's ... ah, gods, demon ..." She cupped his head to her neck, pressing his mouth closer.
    She feels it, too.
    That closeness, a bond he'd never imagined, was even stronger when he was inside her. With her essence coursing through his veins, and his hips pounding against her, he had to fight not to come.
    As he surged over her, riding her tight sheath, pleasure rocked him down to his bones. To finally know this, to share it with her.
    Last, Slaine, last! This is actually happening ....
    "Malkom, I'm close!" He felt her words as much as heard them. "Demon!" she screamed as she began to orgasm.
    The clenching of her sex robbed him of his willpower. Now that he was to give her his seed, he noticed the way her sex milked his cock, demanding its due.
    Too much pressure ... about to explode. He released her neck, his back bowing from the intensity as his semen rose within him.
    "Come inside me," she said, panting. "I need to feel it. Give me all of you. "
    Her words sent him over the edge. "Can't keep it in ... ah, no longer!" Helpless to stop it, he slammed his body between her thighs, taking her harder than he ever had, until ... in a blinding rush...
    He was released.
    "Carrow!" he bellowed as he began to ejaculate. Again and again, his shaft shot deep into her heat. Pumping ... ecstasy ...
    As he mindlessly thrust, filling her womb, she cried out, "I feel it inside me. Malkom, you're so hot ... like a brand." Her knees fell wide as she fisted the sheets, coming once more.
    Just as the tension left her body, he groaned, emptying the last of his seed. They lay for long moments, catching their breath. He could scarcely formulate thought--the connection had been too complete, the pleasure too consuming. I feel nigh dumbstruck.
    "Demon," she gasped, sounding dazed.
    "I couldn't have imagined that," he murmured. " 'Twas pleasure with no equal."
    He'd fully claimed what he wanted most in this world. His woman. And he felt ... whole .
    Again, those once-confusing emotions hammered inside his chest, clamoring for release. Before, he hadn't understood what he'd felt, hadn't had the words to tell her.
    Now he did. He raised himself up on his elbows to gaze down at her. "I am in love with you, Carrow." He tucked a lock of her black hair behind her ear.
    "Malkom, I love you so much." Her eyes glinted. "I always will."
    As he beheld the face of his wife, he saw that love in her expression, love there for the taking. He'd wanted proof, and there was no denying what he saw so clearly.
    In what felt like a far distant life, Malkom had once been told he'd never win.
    Now his heart was full as the truth struck him. But somehow I have won her.
    A future with her spread out before him. Dreams to come, dreams to come true.