The Demon King Davian

It didn’t take much effort on his part. With his cock filling her and his thumb expertly working that swollen knot of nerves, erotic sensations swelled within her. He continued to kiss her neck and roll and pinch her nipple as her hips rocked against him. Her soft whimpers mingled with his primal groans. She clung to him, her fingers woven in his silky hair.

Maybe she really did enjoy living on the edge, because everything about her demon lover made her crazy with desire.

The hand on her breast slipped around to her backside. His finger slid along the spot where they were intimately joined, then the coated tip circled her anus before dipping inside as his wide shaft continued to stroke her inner walls.

Jade let out a cry of pleasure. The man’s talents knew no bounds. Her head fell forward and her arm around his neck tightened.

“You so easily unravel everything inside me,” she said against his lush obsidian strands.

He worked her a bit harder from three different angles and, moments later, tension seized her and then splintered as she climaxed.

“Davian,” she murmured against his temple. Her pussy throbbed and her breath came in ragged pulls. She squeezed him tight and he let out an evocative growl. Then his cock pulsated wickedly as he came inside her. She clutched him as they both reveled in the powerful release.

Jade trembled in his arms. The tingly feeling along her flesh and against all her erogenous zones made her feel radiant and alive. Human sensations she knew to cherish. Euphoria flowed through her, which brought on a curious bout of the giggles.

Davian pulled slightly away, his brow raising. “I’ve amused you?”

She laughed heartily. “No. I can’t help but think what a paradox this is.”

“How so?”

“In the presence of a demon, I feel more human than I have in fifteen years. Not numb and gloomy, but fantastically alive.”

“Oh, good. So no more talk about death and how it’s the natural progression and all that.”

Regardless of the somber topic, her light mood remained. “I still contend that’s the realistic view even you have to face. Because someday I will die. But until then…” She kissed him, no need to say more.

He fell back against the mound of pillows. “The poignant issue here is that you’re telling me y

ou like how I make you feel, yes?”

“Oh, God, yes. So much.” She kissed him. “I’ve spent so many years just going through the motions, without letting anything register too deeply. But I have to admit, all of this warmth and exuberance inside me is a nice change of pace.”

“Yet it’s been a difficult time for you. The fire wraith, your conflict with Michael, the fact that we live in two different worlds, despite being only five miles apart distance-wise—”

“We live in the same world,” she corrected him. “You’ve gotten a good look at what it’s like to be human in this village. You and Sheena have both brought me luxuries I don’t have access to or can’t afford because I live outside the castle walls. But you can’t honestly tell me you haven’t deliberated over the obvious—I’m not the only mortal who might enjoy a little variety versus the plain gray that fills all aspects of our lives.”

His gaze narrowed on her. “Are you suggesting I have a soft spot?”

She mimicked the gesture. “Are you going to lie and tell me you don’t?”

He huffed.

She stared him down.

Seconds later, he sighed. “You’re not seducing me. You’re manipulating me.”

Her lips curved. “Am I?”

Davian sat up again and got to his feet. Her arms and legs wrapped around him and he carried her into the bedroom. He placed her on the mattress and she slid between the sheets.

Following her under them, he reached for her and said, “Seduce me some more.”

Chapter Nineteen

Davian was off on another military mission. He wouldn’t give Jade any indication of what he and Morgan had discovered that had them so hush-hush and scouring Canada. All he told her, in a placating tone that had made her simper, was that they had a concrete lead on the colony of demons they thought were under the rule of the fire wraith.

Since the demons had vacated their camp, Davian and Morgan believed the wraith wouldn’t come after her again. Without Davian being close to the village, there’d be no point in the wraith using Jade as bait. That, however, did not keep the slayers from heavily protecting her, upon the king’s orders. He’d also charged a small patrol from his army with watching the woods on the demon side of Ryleigh’s boundaries.