The Demon King Davian

“Right there,” she coaxed in her sultry voice. “Oh, yes. Oh, God, yes!” Her pussy clutched him even tighter as she shuddered. “Davian!” she cried against his neck as her orgasm peaked.

He thrust into her as she came. Then he rolled her onto her back and made love to her with long, steady strokes as he gazed deep into her eyes.

Davian swept strands of hair from her face and kissed her temple, her cheek, her lips. He pushed further inside her and her hips rose to meet his thrusts.

“I’m going to come again,” she said.

“Yes. With me this time.”

His strokes became faster, more forceful. His territorial feelings multiplied, taunting him. He wanted her to be his forever. He’d have to settle for these last few moments.

“Davian,” she murmured, “don’t worry about me anymore.”

Clearly, she could see the inner turmoil and dread written on his face. Exactly how transparent he was with her, he didn’t know. But she seemed to read him well.

Wanting to escape the hell he’d created for himself—for them—he thrust hard and fast and she screamed his name as she came again. Her orgasm triggered his own as her inner walls contracted and released and she bucked beneath him.

“Jade,” he murmured as fiery sensations consumed him. “You are everything to me.”

Chapter Fifteen

Jade continued to stare at him, shocked. By the anguished expression on Davian’s face, she presumed he knew better than to say those words aloud, but apparently hadn’t been able to hold himself in check. As usual.

He let out a growl, rife with frustration. “I’m sorry,” he said as he withdrew from her and flopped onto his back.

“Don’t be.” She moved into his arms, her head on his chest. The sound of his pounding heart was a comforting one.

“I’m not purposely trying to make things more complicated or difficult between us. Or for you, in particular.”

Her own heart beat just as fast, despite being heavy with conflict. “You seem to be forgetting that I willingly agreed to enter into this…arrangement.”

“I shouldn’t have let you. Nor should I have led you into it. I really can’t see you again, after tonight.” His voice was harsh with raw emotion. “I put you in danger. And every time we’re together, it’s infinitely more painful to leave you.”

She understood the high stakes all too well. “I’m equally accountable. I’ve done a bit more than just follow.”

She suspected he was attempting to consider his next words more prudently as silence enveloped them. But then his muscles turned rigid and he released her from his loose embrace as he sat up.

Her heart launched into her throat. “What is it?”

“Someone approaches.”

She listened intently, but nothing abnormal wafted on the quiet air. “You hear that well?”

“It’s Thunder. He’s warning me.”

“You can read his mind too?”

“No. I can tell by his inflection.” He jumped to his feet.

“Horses have inflections?”

“Various intonations when they’re wounded or excited or…feeling jittery about me being someplace he instinctively knows I have no business being.”

Jade frowned. “I thought you said he liked me.”

Davian laughed, despite the sudden tension permeating the room. “He does. And my guess is, he thinks I’m a fool for muddying the waters.”

He was dressed before she could protest. But what was there to say, really? He hadn’t created any sort of disillusionment about their time together. Hadn’t made any promises about it becoming more than what it was—a few stolen moments.