Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 109033 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109033 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 363(@300wpm)
Occasionally she’d see shadows moving behind his eyes; little glimpses of his entities watching closely. So it didn’t surprise her when Belial took over.
“Let’s see how pretty you look when you’re choking.” Its hand tangled in her hair, the entity started thrusting up its hips, fucking her mouth deep enough that she struggled to breathe. She gagged, choked, coughed. And still it pumped its hips.
Well, what else could she expect from a sadist?
It was only when her vision blurred with tears that she felt the grip on her hair loosen. Flicking her gaze upward, she saw that Luka was back in charge.
“I have a question,” he said.
Arching a probing brow, she slid her mouth all the way down his shaft and then sucked hard as she slowly drew her lips back up.
Pure male contentment moved over his face, and he lowered his eyelids slightly. “Are you on birth control?”
“Yes. Why?”
He swiped his thumb over the outer edge of her lower lip. “I want to come inside you tonight. I want to blow my load as deep as it will go.”
Sincerely surprised by his request, she blinked and licked her lips. “Uh . . . okay,” she answered lamely.
Satisfaction bled into his gaze. “Get up here.”
Naomi scooted forward, planting a knee either side of his hips. She set her hands on his upper chest, her fingers resting on his collarbone.
He curled an arm around her, smoothed a hand over her butt, and then dipped a finger inside her from behind. “You’re soaked.”
She felt her face flame. “Yeah, well.” That was all she had. She was brilliant like that.
“You’re going to ride me now. But first . . .” He closed his mouth over hers and sank his tongue inside. They kissed hard and greedy as he skimmed his hands all over her—squeezing, palming, shaping—his touch bold and entitled in a way that her demon found thrilling.
Releasing her mouth, he dipped his head and latched onto a nipple, sucking so strongly it hurt.
She drew in a sharp breath. “Luka . . .”
He gave the taut bud a quick nip and then splayed his palm on her lower belly. He swept it upward, stroking as much skin as possible, pressing the tips of his fingers down as if to stamp his prints on her. “Mine,” he said, skimming his hand up her throat to grip her jaw. “Aren’t you?”
Before she had the chance to even think to respond, her demon rushed to the surface and took over. “Yours to fuck,” it told him. “That is all. Remember that.”
His own eyes bled to black again, a surly glint appearing in their depths. Dagon. “Maybe we feel that our claim runs deeper.” A pure taunt.
Her entity sniffed. “I do not care what you feel. Facts are facts.”
“You’re right. They are.” Dagon splayed its hand tight around her throat, and a slight hissing sound filled the air as it burned a brand onto the skin there, conveying what it believed to be a fact.
Her entity narrowed its eyes. “Do not push me too hard.”
“I could say the same to you.”
Luka reclaimed supremacy before the situation could escalate, which visibly relieved Naomi. “Don’t worry,” he said, dragging her so close that her nipples stabbed his chest and the folds of her pussy cradled his cock. “They may bicker, but there won’t be a physical altercation. My demons wouldn’t take it that far.”
“Mine might,” she mumbled. “It doesn’t care what would be considered ‘too far’. While it wouldn’t rejoice in whatever drama it caused—it’s more a fan of mayhem and destruction—it also wouldn’t give a rat’s ass.”
Luka clamped a hand on her hip, using his other to line his cock up with her entrance. “Now you’re just trying to turn my demons on.”
She shook her head. “Those three are so weird.”
“They can live with that. Now, take me inside you.”
She held onto his shoulders as she bore down, her breath hitching, her eyes falling shut. She kept going, taking inch after inch until finally he was balls-deep in her scorching-hot pussy.
He abruptly snagged her nape and took blatant ownership of her mouth. Kissed it. Nipped it. Ate at it. Plundered it. Until he had to pull back, his lungs burning for air. “Fuck yourself on me.”
Still clinging tight to his shoulders, Naomi bounced up and down on his shaft with not one bit of restraint. Her breasts jiggled and slapped at her body so temptingly Luka reached out and filled his hands with them. He plumped and shaped and squeezed them tight, possession coursing through him.
She dug her nails into his skin, her eyes going hazy, a flush sweeping up her front to stain the fresh brand on her throat. Just looking at it made his balls ache. He wouldn’t have thought the sight of a mere mark could evoke such a response from him, but pure male satisfaction beat in his blood, entangled in both arousal and proprietorship.