Page 38 of A Beginner's Guide to Demonic Possessions

Trent was surrounded by warmth, soft skin, and hard muscle underneath it all, and his nipples were sending fireworks straight to his dick. He was hard and panting in a matter of moments.

Trent felt a whisper soft caress against his hole. Paz’s tail gently flicked the skin there and caressed it, and it was wet like a tongue. Holy fuck, Trent loved demonic abilities. There was nothing like magical lube and magical clean up to make sex even better.

“Do you like that, beautiful?” Paz whispered in his ear, his fingers doing magical things to his nipples, his tail continuing to rub against all the sensitive nerves around his hole.

“Fuck, Paz. Please,” Trent begged.

“I love to hear you come undone,” Paz murmured, and his tail pushed against Trent.

Trent was so turned on that the initial sting of penetration only added to his pleasure, and his dick jerked. Paz’s tail slithered further into his ass, wiggling and pressing against his sensitive channel. One of Paz’s hands moved away from his nipple and reached down to Trent’s cock. He circled just beneath the head with his thumb and forefinger and gently squeezed, pulling up slightly as he did so.

“Fuck!” Trent cried out, and he collapsed onto the bed, because Paz’s tail found his prostate. It undulated against that sensitive bundle of nerves, pressing and releasing, then pressing even harder.

“Inside me before I come,” Trent begged, barely able to form the words.

Paz’s tail withdrew quickly and Trent felt empty and wanting, and then Paz flipped him over so he was on his back and grabbed a pillow to put under his ass.

“Wanna look in your eyes when you come undone for me, beautiful,” Paz murmured, and they both groaned as Paz’s dick entered Trent.

Paz’s cock was bigger than his tail, and it burned as he slid inside, but Trent liked the feeling. He felt owned and taken and wanted, and Paz stared into his eyes with so much love that it only added to all the sensations.

“I love you, Paz. So much,” Trent gasped.

“Oh, beautiful. I love you. You are my world,” Paz murmured back, leaning down to kiss Trent. Their mouths were open, tongues thrusting, breaths gasping, and Paz leaned up and began to thrust into Trent.

Fuck, it was amazing. They moaned and gasped, enjoying being joined together, taken over by the pleasure. Paz murmured how beautiful he was, how much he loved him, and it all sent Trent soaring.

Paz’s tail reached around and crept up his balls, and it was again like a tongue was licking him there. It was wet and warm, and fuck, it felt good. Then it slid up his dick on the underside, rubbing against his hard cock. When it reached the head, it made a circle underneath and began gently tugging.

“Paz!” Trent cried out. It was all too good.

He looked up and saw Paz staring down at him intently, passionately, all the love and joy in his eyes that Trent could ever wish for.

Trent reached a hand up to touch Paz’s cheek, and his demon leaned into it.

“You are my everything,” Paz said, and then he angled his cock so it was hitting Trent’s prostate, and his tail squeezed and pulled, and all that along with the need in Paz’s eyes sent Trent over the edge.

He tried to keep his eyes open, but the orgasm crashing through him was a tsunami, and he arched his back and cried out, feeling cum spatter against his chest and even his chin.

Paz leaned down and licked it off his face, and fuck if that’s didn’t make Trent spurt another shot of cum, his orgasm going on and on.

Paz groaned, falling on top of Trent, his hips still thrusting, and maybe Trent imagined it, but it seemed like he could feel Paz filling him up, marking him, claiming him.

They both lay there, breathing deeply, shifting their hips and groaning every few moments as they came down from the high of making love to one another.

Eventually Paz rolled off Trent, but he pulled Trent’s head onto his chest, and Trent felt the moment Paz used his demonic powers to clean them both up.

“You make me happy,” Trent whispered into Paz’s chest.

Paz kissed his head. “Youaremy happiness,” he returned.

Trent laughed then. “Trying to one up me?” he joked. “The world knows you’re the cheerier one, so making me happy is quite the feat. You do that every day, you know. Even if I’m grumpy and like to sit in the dark, it’s a happy grumpiness because of you.”

“Only you would come up with ‘happy grumpiness’ as a thing,” Paz chuckled. He hummed thoughtfully then. “I assumeyou’ll still need your quiet, dark contemplation even on vacation?”

“We’ll see. I think you could wake me up in a way that wouldn’t leave me grumpy,” Trent flirted.

“Let’s hope so, because tomorrow we have quite the day planned,” Paz smirked.

Trent lifted his head and looked up at Paz, eyebrow raised, but his demon only laughed again and kissed him.

Trent settled back down onto Paz’s chest. He was sure Paz had something crazy planned, but he was equally sure he would love it. Trent didn’t know a lot about soulmates, but he knew this much: you weren’t soulmates because you were perfect; you were soulmates because you made each other better and filled in the holes in the other person.

Paz might push him out of his comfort zone and do some crazy things, and he was still too cheery in the mornings, but Trent wouldn’t have him any other way. He knew Paz loved him just as he was, too, grumpiness and all. Paz washisperfect person, and he was Paz’s.