“Because…” Her words faltered. “…Because if I brought it up, and I got even the slightest idea that you were trying to overlook the other half of me, my pride would allow nothing less than for me to walk away.”
He bared his fangs, black scales rolled across his face, and his eyes flashed crimson. “I know you don’t understand shifter customs. But mentioning walking away before the mark settles isn’t something I’d recommend.”
“You asked me to tell you!” She hissed.
“For the record. I only call you little elf because little elf succubus is a bit of a mouthful, and when we fuck, there’s very little room for anything other than you in there. Your succubus is the reason you’re able to bear me at my maximum. It’s why, even though I can’t seem to get enough, I know that it’ll just take a moment for you to be ready for another go. You think I could disregard her?”
Her nails dragged across his ribs, and her nipples ached.
“Well, as long as you’re obsessed with her.”
“I am. I am obsessed with all of you.” He crushed her mouth with his and the dresser dug into the small of her back.
She was breathless as he pulled away again, taking the back of her neck into his massive hand. An action that always made her succubus want to fuck him into submission. He halted her movements by pressing their bodies closer together, taking her ability to breathe. It was a reminder of how much of a physical advantage he had. It thrilled her. “Since the moment you tried to punch me that very first night, every single cell in my body has urged me to claim you as mine. I tried to warn you, Rowan Dahl. You stepped over the threshold again and again, thinking you were safe from my beast. But now you’ve willingly chained yourself up to me. You don’t know what you’ve unleashed.”
She raised her chin in defiance. “Now, now, let’s not forget who claimed who first, Alessandro. Everything you do is because I will it. You aremybeast.”
This time she was prepared when he showed his true face. Despite the warmth of her bloody tears running down her cheek, she stared him down. She smirked and raised a hand to cup the side of his face. “There’s my little terror. Now down on your knees for me.”
His nose flared and desire throbbed off of him in waves intermingled with a violence that had his fist clenching and unclenching at the base of her neck.
He swore as her nails ghosted over the fabric that clung to his back. The sensations of what she was imposing on him with her actions assaulted her.
“Only ever for you.” His words were a whisper in the stuffy air of the room.
She wanted inside of him. Or was that his desire? Dammit. Lust clouded her mind. She was close to her first orgasm and her pants had yet to come off.
Oh wait. There they went, along with the Dragon King, who kept his eyes locked on hers as he followed her command.
She bit her lip so hard she drew blood. She’d expected a fight. But he was eager to bend to her will. This kind of power he gave her fucked with her head.
He summoned a pin to pull back his hair. And she flicked it away. She wanted him wild.
XOXOXOXOXO
Her tail slid from his shoulder to his cheek, leaving a trail of heat in its wake.
The woman was a fucking menace to everything Alessandro believed to be true to himself.
Here he was on his knees.
A candidate for godhood.
On.
His.
Godsdamned.
Knees.
Alessandro caught the extra appendage in his hands and eyed the visible shudder the touch brought her. He had to pause as the sensation he’d given returned to him. It was so similar to how it felt when she gripped his cock that for a moment, he lost the thread of where he ended and she began.
When he recollected himself, he gripped the back of her thigh and pressed his nose into her core.
Her scent was all flower and spice, her taste liquid fire on his tongue.
His hand stroked the length of her tail while he guided her leg over his shoulder, giving him more access to a nectar more addicting than ambrosia.
