I want her to be my mate.
Incubi can bond with humans, witches, shifters, and even other demons, along with a few other species, but it’s always a chosen bond and not a fated mate situation.
It allows us to form a connection that encourages breeding. Who knows why the universe doesn’t deem us worthy of fated connections, but being able to choose who I tie myself to for eternity seems just as meaningful.
I’ve never seen the draw of mates before. It would make Hazel my sole food source. Technically, I would be able to pick up tidbits from the lust in the club, but it would be like a human eating saltine crackers for eternity when Hazel is the steak with a loaded baked potato.
She moans as our tongues dance, and she drips around my swollen length. The more pressure I apply to her clit, the closer she gets to tumbling over the edge, and in turn, my pleasure builds.
I’m not sure what causes me to open my eyes. I’d much rather focus on Hazel as she clamps down on my cock. Pulling my mouth from hers, I stretch my tongue down to tease her nipple and peek over her shoulder.
My entire body stiffens as I spot that fucking angel. He stands less than twenty feet away near the edge of the pit, and his eyes are firmly on Hazel. His hands fist at his sides, and my head tilts. It seems like he’s daydreaming ways to slaughter me.
Or maybe he knows what Hazel is, and he’s here to put an end to her?
No.
That’s not the emotion radiating off him in waves so palpable you could cut them with a knife.
He’s jealous.
Interesting.
Hazel sobs, and her pussy spasms around my cock. Her pleasure slams into me so violently that I don’t feel the orgasm coming until my balls are tightening.
“Annex, please.” It comes out sounding a lot like a plea. She lets go of my horn, moving to hold the tops of my shoulders.
I grip her arse in both hands and raise and drop her as I fuck up into her. Her cheek falls against mine, and I retract my tongue in case she wants a kiss, but I focus on slamming my crown into her G-spot.
Over and over again.
Well, like five times.
Then I’m done for.
The way her inner walls ripple around my length sends me over the edge, and I jolt as deep as I can get in her tight cunt.
Hazel continues swiveling her hips in a circle long after I’ve emptied inside her. Her face rests in the crook of my neck, and I’m obsessed with the way she cuddles as close as she can get.
The lust I released upon my orgasm has had quite the effect on the club. It’s an utter free-for-all. My mind rouses slowly, and I scan, looking for the angel.
He leans against one of the columns with his arms crossed, and his eyes on me and Hazel.
I frown.
Fuck.
This is going to scare Hazel.
Wrapping my hand in her hair, I pull her mouth to mine. Silvery-bluish-pink magic spills around our lips as I dose herwith lust. Once I’ve done all I can to help put her at ease, I redirect her until her ear is just in front of my mouth.
“You have an admirer, and I’m not sure how you’re going to feel about that, but don’t freak out. I don’t think he’s here for the reason you might expect.” I peck a kiss on her cheek and act swiftly. Uncoiling my wings from around her back, I spin her to face the room. My tail guides my dick back to her pussy, and she sinks down, resting her back to my chest.
“Holy shit, you feel even bigger in this position.” Hazel moans, reaching down to tease her clit.
“You’re very good for my self-esteem. Now, did you hear a word I said, or are you still too high on lust to focus?”
Hazel’s eyes are hazy, but they get moderately clearer, and she scans the club.
