Page 19 of A Daemon’s Alliance (Daemons & Lumens)

Michaela

D inner with the Kings was the worst fucking thing ever.

I knew being their prisoner would be difficult, but bile rose from the pit of my stomach the moment Darren Radnor’s hand squeezed my breast. Only Morax and his soothing strength kept me still as the leech assaulted me.

Watching Tibby willingly eat Laszlo’s chewed up food was almost worse.

I could see the bruises on her skin. And that spiked collar…

I couldn’t imagine the things Laszlo Blackbyrn was doing to her in private if this was what he did to her in front of others.

Morax and I walked silently back to my room.

I felt eyes on us every step of the way.

I didn’t speak to my father. How could I, when he had witnessed my assault?

Truthfully, his submission hurt more than anything.

I just wanted him to fight for us, fight for something.

Sure, dumbass Darren threatened to do worse, but still.

A girl can be a little heartbroken when her father can’t save her.

When we were finally in the room, Morax grabbed my arm and walked us directly into the bathroom.

I let him guide me. His unsettled feelings were becoming more evident when his claws extended and his horns appeared.

The heat radiating from his skin was akin to a furnace.

He walked us toward the massive walk-in shower.

I stopped when he let go of me to undress.

“Morax…” I started, but he held up a hand and growled at me.

“Don’t. Please don’t, little lumen.” His voice was desperate and shaking with rage.

Instead of responding, I untied the straps at my neck and let the silk dress fall to the floor.

I wore nothing beneath it. Morax growled low in the back of his throat as his eyes drifted down my body.

His forked tongue slipped out, licking his lips.

I shivered and clenched my thighs beneath his hungry gaze.

The sight of him naked was like a dream, something not even my waking imagination could create.

His skin was glowing red, and his chest heaved with rage.

The muscles rippled across his stomach with each breath.

The veins in his arms popped when he squeezed his claws into fists.

Blood dripped from his palms when the claws pricked his skin.

“Stop!” I rushed toward him, and his hands instantly wrapped around my waist, smearing his blood on my skin.

His erection throbbed against my stomach. I didn’t even have time to properly oggle his cock, distracted as I was by the blood dripping from his hands. My fingers traced up his thick biceps, and I stood on tiptoes to twine my hands behind his neck.

Morax dropped his forehead to mine. “I don’t know if I can do this. I nearly killed them all.”

“We can’t yet. They’re strong,” I murmured, and he snarled. “You couldn’t penetrate their shields, could you?”

Morax huffed. “Darren’s for a few moments while he fondled my fucking mate. I didn’t get much, other than hints of plans to kidnap your sister. Obscuritas members are turning up dead and they think it’s her.”

“I fucking hope so. I hope she kills them all,” I snarled, and Morax smirked, some of the light returning to his angry eyes.

“So fierce, little lumen.” His hands moved lower and cupped my ass. “Now get into the shower. I need to wash the scent of that fucker from your skin before I go insane.”

Morax pulled me into the shower and set the water running to a hellish temperature.

It felt divine. I wanted to wash away Darren Radnor’s touch just as much as he did.

For several minutes, there was a peaceful silence between us as Morax scrubbed my body with gentle touches.

His claws were gone once more as he soaped my chest. My head rolled back, and I closed my eyes while he took his time massaging my breasts, kneading the soft flesh with his rough hands.

He rolled my right nipple between two fingers, and I moaned.

One hand slipped lower, and my thighs clenched with desire.

“Open up for me, mae domina ,” Morax purred, and I forced my legs apart. He gently wiped the soapy washcloth between my legs. His fingers flicked my clit playfully, and I moaned again. He teased me, his movements slow and steady. Heat spread inside me, and I wanted more, but his pace never changed.

“Morax.” I rasped out his name.

He leaned down and nipped at my ear. “Yes, princess?”

I whimpered as he continued to trail kisses across my collarbone. “When are you going to fuck me?”

Morax chuckled, and it was easily one of the sexiest things I’ve ever heard. “Is my princess eager to take my cock?”

I reached my hand down between us and wrapped it around his length.

Morax growled as I slowly stroked his shaft.

His cock was fucking massive. The width alone was going to ruin me in the best way.

It was thick and long, with a bulbous head.

I stroked my thumb over the head, and he snarled, biting down on my neck.

I gasped, taking the small pain and moaning when he licked it away.

“I want you to fuck me.” I started to beg as I stroked him.

His cock throbbed in my hand, and my pussy pulsed with desire in response. My body burned for his touch, and I needed him to make me feel whole again. I never knew I could feel such aching emptiness. And I was certain only Morax could satisfy this feeling.

His cock twitched and swelled in my hand, little ridges growing down the shaft, like it was wrapped in rings. I’d seen human cocks before and this was different. The size of him was insane. And the added ridges…fuck I wanted to feel him. I licked my lips and looked up at him, our eyes colliding.

His eyes were golden and filled with desire.

My heart beat erratically as he continued to look at me, his hands massaging my breasts and my own stroking his cock.

The intimacy of this moment was overwhelming, and I wanted to look away.

One of his hands moved to my jaw and held my face firmly so I couldn’t, as if he sensed my feelings.

Morax was so in tune with my every movement.

“I want more than anything to fill your sweet cunt with my cock, princess.” His voice was rough and set me on fire instantly. “You are mine. This gorgeous body is mine to take. These perfect tits and that delicious pussy are mine.”

I was panting now, squeezing his cock at his filthy words. My mind and body responded to his voice, begging for his touch.

“Yes. Yours. Take it. Please.” I begged again, uncaring of how needy I sounded.

Morax grinned like the daemon he was. “Fuck, I love to hear your beg for my cock, princess. And it’s yours.

Always.” He moved my hands away, grabbing my wrists and walking us backward until my back hit the shower wall.

He brought my wrists up above my head and held them hostage with one hand.

His claws extended, digging into the tile.

His other hand drifted over my body, making me shiver.

Morax wasted no time spreading my lips and dipping a finger inside me. I moaned, my back arching as he fucked me with his finger. He added a second finger, and my moans grew louder when he curled them inside me. The palm of his hand pressed against my clit while his fingers filled my pussy.

He brought his head down, and his forked tongue flicked out, circling my left nipple. I squirmed, but his grip remained tight, holding me in place.

“You’re so fucking tight, princess. It’s going to feel so fucking good, this tight little cunt wrapped around my cock.”

“Morax. Please,” I whimpered as his hands worked me faster, pumping into me while his palm rubbed against my clit. The orgasm was building fast. My body was on fire for my daemon.

Morax brought his mouth down on my other nipple, licking and teasing. He pulled away just enough to whisper a command. “Come for me, princess.”

His teeth clamped down on my nipple sharply as his fingers pumped again and again until I was screaming his name. The pain of his sharp teeth marking my skin was drowned out by the euphoria flooding my veins. His fingers moved slower, lazily milking my orgasm as my body shuddered.

“When I fuck you, little lumen, it will last for days,” Morax growled, slipping his fingers from my pussy and pressing them to my lips.

I opened my mouth, and he slipped two fingers inside. I tasted my cum as he stroked my tongue, forcing me to suck while he spoke.

“The first time I fuck you, there won’t be Obscuritas scum within a hundred miles of your naked flesh. They don’t get to hear your screams. To bear witness to the claim I will make of your body, mind, and soul.”

My mouth dried up, and I swallowed audibly at the declaration.

The disappointment I felt at his slight rejection was quickly drowned out by the feral look in his eyes.

As much as I wanted him to take me now, I wanted his promises for what was to come even more.

He pulled his fingers from my mouth and held my face, staring into my eyes with so much feeling I thought my heart would burst.

“I’m going to hold you to that, mate.” My voice was quiet, but he clearly heard that final word.

Mate. It felt impossible. Something in a fairy tale. But it was true. He was mine, and I was his.