The Demon King Davian

He let out a short breath. “You could ask anything of me and I’d want to give it to you.”

“But you might not be able to.”

“No. Just as I can’t have everything I want from you.”

Now she comprehended the conundrum. “There is one thing we can both give each other tonight.”

“Yes.” He kissed her.

Jade wrapped her arms around his neck. His hand slid between her legs and he massaged her slick folds and clit, making her wet for him. Then the tip of his cock nudged her opening and she broke their kiss. She held her breath in anticipation of him penetrating her.

Oh, so slowly, he sank into her and her grip around his neck tightened.

“Easy,” he warned, as though she tested his restraint.

“I want you.”

“Jade.”

“You know I’m not fragile.”

His hand cupped her ass and he lifted her hips. He thrust deep into her. Forcefully, fluidly.

Jade cried out. Wave after wave of sensation crashed over her, flooding her veins. He filled her completely and nothing had ever felt quite so exquisite.

She stilled, needing a few seconds to catch her breath. Then she kissed him. A sensual kiss she was sure conveyed her need for him.

He set a seductive rhythm that made her heart flutter and her pulse race. She unraveled her arms and slipped her hands around to his back, loving the feeling of his muscles as they flexed with his movements.

His lips swept along her temple. He whispered, “You’re so tight. So wet. So incredible.”

“This is beyond what I’d anticipated. This is too amazing for words.”

Her hands slid lower, under the covers at his waist. She gripped his ass as she’d done in their dream. Her pelvis ground against his and his strokes quickened. Davian’s weight on her felt wonderful, though he still partially held himself up. She pressed her breasts to his chest. One hand left his backside and her fingertips glided along his spine, making him tremble.

“Jade,” he murmured again. “I want to feel you come while I’m inside you.”

Her pussy clenched. “I want that too,” she said. “You feel so perfect.”

He rolled onto his back, taking her with him. She straddled his lap and he sat up, his cock pushing deeper, stretching her further.

Jade gasped. He was huge inside her and the feel of him stole her breath. Though only momentarily.

“Davian,” she said. “You’re magnificent.”

He palmed her breasts and kneaded them with a roughness that hinted at darker desires. Her inner muscles continued to milk his shaft.

A low, primal groan fell from his lips. “I’m trying to be civil here and you’re not making it easy for me.”

“Civil?” She gazed into his eyes, seeing a tinge of something animalistic building in his amber irises. “I don’t want polite sex.”

His laugh was a strained one. “It’s just that you bring out baser instincts in me. I have to be cautious with you.”

She shook her head. “You don’t change forms and won’t drink my blood. Why are you so worried?”

“I don’t want to hurt you. I’m much stronger than you. Much bigger.”

Her head fell back and she let out a long breath. “Oh, you are most definitely not hurting me.” He suckled her nipple, sparking pure ecstasy within her. “Not hurting me at all. This is the most fantastic feeling in the world.”