Demon's Kiss by Devereaux, J. (most recommended books txt) 📕

hard inside her, she was sotight—he couldn’t fuck her hard enough. He pounded inside her. All he wantedwas more of her, and more.

Gabriel jolted as his venom poured into her, as it flashedinto her bloodstream. It seemed as if she combusted instantaneously as the heatof it exploded through her, setting her skin, her body, her soul on fire.

She drowned in pleasure. Heat pooled in her belly, swelledwithin her, electric shimmers of bliss ran through her from the top of her headto her toes as she opened to him, quivering helplessly.

Delirious as he ravaged her, she could only experience,could only let him fill her, fuck her, his cock driving into her, ecstasyracing through her. His shaft was so deep inside her, driving so hard itstretched her as he hammered into her, the delicious friction of itindescribable while his tail pumped into her ass. Every part of her was so fullof him. She was lost in him.

Her back bowed in the pleasure of it and she shudderedwildly as ecstasy possessed her. As Asmodeus did.

Gabriel was transported as he filled her, as he came.

Asmodeus exploded inside her, plunging deep.

It was astonishing. His whole body rigid as he filled her,emptied into her, unable to think of anything but the joy of filling her withhis essence, with his seed, her body wrapped tightly around him.

She came again as he poured into her, clenching around himas he bathed her pussy with his cum and she shuddered, clung to him through thestorm of emotion, of pleasure.

Asmodeus wrapped his arms around her, held her as they bothcame slowly back down to earth. He cradled her close in the curve of his arm,her head on his shoulder, her leg wrapped around his.

With a sigh, Gabriel curled into him, brushed her mouth overthe strong curve of his chest as she slid her hand over his waist to run itover the ripples of his abs.

She looked up into Asmodeus’ beautiful long-lashed rubyeyes, the swirling gold in them nearly still and smiled as she ran her fingersover one perfect cheekbone, brushed his hair back with a flick of her fingers,and then skimmed them over the curve of his ear again. He quivered just alittle and smiled.

“So beautiful,” she said, running her hand over him. “I dolove to touch you.”

As her hands glided over him, sent shivers through him thatshe could feel, Asmodeus said, “I cannot say that I mind. In fact, I would notbe averse if you never stopped.”

She smiled. He was so handsome, strong, aristocratic.

Which brought up another matter.

“Is there something you forgot to tell me, by the way?” sheasked and arched a brow at him.

Puzzled, he shook his head. “I don’t think so.”

“Ba’al called you his prince,” she said.

“Ah.” With a shrug, Asmodeus said, “Someone must lead, so Ido.”

With the death of his father at the hands of the church, ithad fallen to him. The responsibility was heavy sometimes. She was an ease tothat. Just her touch soothed him. It also reminded him that this time must cometo an end. As he had his duty, she had hers.

He sighed.

As much as he wanted her at his side, he knew he could notask her to join him here. What she did on her plane was important and importantto her. She was good at what she did, he understood that much from Templeton’sfear of her and it was clear she was needed there. Whether it was the battleagainst evil with a capital E or the lowercase type of evil, that battle stillhad to be fought.

Nor could he leave his people to join her.

“What’s wrong?” she asked as she sensed his sudden shift.

“As much as I do not want you to go, how soon must I sendyou back to your plane of existence? How soon before you’re missed?” he asked,his heart already heavy at the thought of being separated from her but heneeded to know how much time they had left.

He did not know how they would manage, only that somehowthey would. Settling his hands on her hips, he brushed his thumbs over herbelly and wondered if his seed had already been planted there.

He felt Gabriel close her mind to him, quite deliberately,even as she brushed her fingers over his mouth to reassure him.

“Asmodeus, will you trust me again? There’s something I’dlike to show you.”

That puzzled him. There was no question in his mind. She washis mate. “Always.”

“Can you take me to a place you have only seen in my mind?”

He nodded. “I can.”

“Take us here,” she said and showed him just a glimmer.

It was enough.

With only a thought, a shift between the planes, they werethere.

Asmodeus’ breath caught.

For a moment he could only stand and stare in simple wonder.

It was breathtakingly beautiful, a deep valley betweenmountains, so peaceful and so astonishingly green. It nearly hurt his eyes, solong accustomed to the barren and sere redness of the escarpments of that otherplane.

The sun shone brilliantly out of a clear and cloudless bluesky. Above and around them the thickly treed mountains rose steeply to createthe small cup of a valley between them, dotted with pockets of meadow. A narrowstream cut through the center. Beams of sunlight speared between the trees. Asoft breeze blew to rustle the thick long grasses.

With the mountains to block, no human sounds drowned out thesusurrus of the breeze through that grass, the whisper of leaves rustling orthe sweet songs of the birds.

Sounds such as Asmodeus had not heard since he and his hadpassed over to the other plane. Templeton had not been much for places like it.

In wonder he looked around.

Clover grew to wave its thick purple heads and he smelledsomething sweet—summer flowers, honeysuckle and lavender. Bees hummedcontentedly.

Tucked away beneath the trees was a small cabin, neatlykept.

It was too easy for Asmodeus to imagine his wings filledwith air as he flew to catch the thermals high above that would carry him up,soaring into that brilliant blue to bask in the sunlight as it warmed his skin.

Nestled between the mountains, the secluded little valleywas a small pocket of