His pulled-back lips tipped up in a wicked grin. “You can, and youwill.”
He raised his hand, and shadows burst from him. My jaw hit the floor as I watched the dark tendrils creep around the room like they had a mind of their own. He could control shadows! The black wisps slithered into Dimitri’s desk, opened a drawer, and returned with a bottle of lube. The demon snatched it and opened the cap. I squeezed my eyes shut as the cold, sticky liquid dripped onto my asshole. His fingers rubbed the lube in and stroked against the tight hole. I relaxed as much as possible as he worked a finger into me.
“That’s my good girl,” he rumbled. A second finger joined the first, and I panted as he scissored them, stretching me. My head swam from the wave of pleasure that tried to knock me to the ground.
I tightened my grip on the desk’s edge as he pulled his fingers out and lined up his dick at my asshole. My mouth dried as the broad head of his erection pressed against me, reminding me too much of a fist. There was no way he could fit that thing inside me. I jerked forward with a small whimper, and he caught my waist to hold me in place.
“Relax,” he growled.
I buried my face into my outstretched arms and pushed out, relaxing my muscles as best I could. His hand settled on my lower back, right above the swell of my ass, as he forced me to take him. The large tip popped into me, stretching me until it burned. I screamed and pointed my toes down for purchase as I tried to move away from him. He gripped my waist and jerked me back to him, easing another inch into me.
“Fuck,” he snarled. “You’re so fucking tight for me, little one.”
“It hurts,” I cried.
“Aww. My poor littlev’ns’kah.” His arm snaked around my waist, his hand cupping my pussy. My eyes flew open as his finger dipped between my folds and rolled my swollen clit. Pink hazed my vision as pleasure joined the pain. He eased deeper inside me, pulled out, then worked himself in until he bottomed out. I panted through the pain of being stretched beyond what my body could take.
“Please,” I breathed. Squeezing my eyes closed, I bit my bottom lip. The pleasure became more prominent as he continued stimulating my clit. My ears rang as my orgasm built. The dam was ready to burst and sweep me away.
The demon laughed at me and held still, allowing me a moment to accommodate his massive girth before he shallowly thrust. I relaxed and let out a shaky breath, widening my legs to allow him more room. He dragged out of me and slammed back in. Each time became quicker until I was rocking against the desk. The bottoms of the legs squealed against the wooden floor as Demon pounded into me.
“I want you to come with me,” he said as his movements became jerkier.
I nodded and blubbered things I couldn’t make sense of. A scream tore out of me as he pinched my clit. The dam burst open, and my mouth parted on a silent scream. A flood of wetness gushed out of me, coating my inner thighs.
“Ahh, little one. You’re a squirter.” He chuckled and slapped my ass.
His strokes turned frantic as he lost control. He became rougher, and snarls erupted from him as his dick thickened. Warmth flooded into me and didn’t stop for what seemed like forever. His cum seeped out from where we were joined and with each thrust, he pushed it back in. He slowed his movements until he stopped and pulled out, leaving me in a heaping pile on the desk. I breathed hard, unable to move as I lay there, ass in the air and leaking all kinds of fluids.
“Look at you,” the demon rumbled. I mewled at his touch as he scooped up his cum and pushed it back into my ass. “Looking at you like this makes me want you even more. That’s a very dangerous thing,v’ns’kah”
I shivered and my eyes fluttered closed as he continued to push his cum back into me. My head swam, and I struggled to stay awake. I’d have killed for a nap. The demon must’ve known because he gathered me in his arms and carried me upstairs. I clung to him, my face buried in his shoulder, breathing him into my lungs. I’d expected him to smell terrible, but I found his scent soothing. He smelled like wilderness and the air right before a thunderstorm.
He kicked open a door, and we entered Dimitri’s bedroom. Demon settled us on the bed, where I lay on my side, and he spooned me, tucking me against him, not allowing an inch of space between us. I closed my eyes and relaxed with a small smile. I hadn’t realized how much I needed to be held until now. Being in the demon’s arms felt so right, and I didn’t care to make any sense out of it.
“Go to sleep, little one,” he whispered into my ear, which sounded like he was growling. “I just want to hold you for a while.”
“You’re...” I mumbled sleepily. “You’re a sweet demon.” My smile widened, and I shimmied closer. My bottom rubbed against his erection, and my stomach somersaulted. A demon, of all creatures, held me like he was some doting husband who couldn’t stand being away from his wife for more than two seconds. No one would have believed me if I’d told them.
He snapped his teeth next to my ear. “I’m not sweet. But you’remine, and I’ve...missed you.”
He needed a name, but I was too tired to think of one that would fit him. I’d figure something out later on when I woke up.
“Will I...see you again?” My words slurred together as sleep clouded my mind.
A rumble vibrated in his chest. It didn’t sound like a growl, and the more I listened, the more I realized he was purring. “Yes.”
“Good,” I mumbled, falling asleep in the demon’s arms.
Icracked open my eyes and discovered I was alone in bed. Gray light filtered through the closed blinds, signaling that it was dawn and officially Christmas. My inner demon had slept all night with Emma in his arms. At one point, he receded, and I transformed, still asleep and holding our girl.
Being the protective mate that I was, I slipped out of bed, not caring to get dressed. I left the bedroom, following the sound of Emma’s humming. I found her in the kitchen, standing in front of the stovetop and swaying her hips as she hummed a tune. Bacon grease popped from the skillet, and she turned over a piece to cook on the other side. She wore one of my T-shirts and a pair of her shorts that scarcely covered the bottom of her ass. The sight of her wearing barely anything had all the blood in my body rushing straight to my cock.
With silent footsteps, I closed the small space between us until my chest was a scant inch from touching her back. I grazed my knuckles down her bare arm and strained to control the smile making its way to my face as she tensed like she was readying herself to either fight me or flee.
She whirled around, eyes wide for a moment before they narrowed in a glare that held no anger. “Dimitri! Don’t do that. You scared me.”
I lost the battle of withholding my smile and grinned. Her scowl fell, and her green eyes brightened as she stared at me in wonder.
