Page 95 of All Your Deadly Truths (The Filthy Duet #2)
I had to direct my shadows to stop fucking her or else I was going to come in my damn pants.
While I could have thrown that in his face, he passed out not too long after swallowing a few more bites of his mother.
I didn’t leave my little demon hanging on the precipice, I had three of my shadows tongue-fucking her holes until she came.
Oh, what a symphony that was to listen to.
Pulling up into the driveway of the cabin, I slide out of the car and make my way inside. The door’s unlocked, and I’m graced with the most perfect view of my little demon. She’s completely naked, leaning over the kitchen island, tossing a grape into her mouth.
The sound of nails pulling at fabric has me turning my attention to see Mister stretching out on the back of the couch. His bright yellow eyes catching mine before he jumps down and circles toward me.
“I do hope you brought me back something.” He steps between my ankles, rubbing against me as though some normal feline.
Rolling my eyes, I look up to catch Xera peeking over her shoulder at me.
Although it’s hidden, I can see the very edge of her lip curled up in a smile.
Her long black hair is down, pulled over the opposite side of her.
As I trail down to her ass, her tail is curling up.
It’s like it reacts to my gaze, just like when I stare at her nipples and they get hard.
“I stopped to get you some of those treats you like.” I shake the bag in my hand and continue through the living room toward the kitchen.
“So domesticated of you,” Xera purrs. “And me? ”
“Yes, as if I could ever forget.” As I get to her side, I place the bag onto the counter and immediately grab around her waist. “Fucking my shadows while I’m out torturing, how dare you,” I tease.
I’ve said it before, but I’d chase her smile to the ends of the world if I had to.
Humming as she moves her arms over my shoulders, her fingers coming to lace through my growing hair. I’ve got my shaved side back, but it’s going to take time to get it to the length I once had it. She loves it, so I promised to never cut it again.
“You left me with three of them, what was I supposed to do? Plus, not my fault they were all hard.” She yelps as I grab under her ass and hoist her onto the counter.
The soft patter of paws against the granite has me looking down at Mister, who is now scratching at the bag.
“I always worried about walking around naked with a pet,” I jest while opening the bag with one hand, keeping the other around Xera’s waist, and grabbing the snack pouch. “Now even more so that you aren’t really a ‘pet’.”
“My owner is a Succubus; it would be unnatural for me not to be around nudity and sexual activities.” Mister pats at my hand as I press my nail into the edge of the pouch, allowing the cat treat to spill from it. I drop it, and he just presses a paw to push it out. “Thank you.”
Xera’s hands come to my cheeks, turning me to face her. “Ignore him, I’m the center of your attention.”
The feline yowls while continuing to lick up his treat.
“How did it go?”
My thumbs draw gentle lines across her waist, just below her breasts. “Good, but I don’t want to talk about him.”
When her brows pull together, it’s like she’s trying to force a pouty face. Although my little demon is free of being hunted, she is still who she is. No matter how soft she tries to be—like now, pouting—that will never truly be her.
“Cute,” I coo, and lean in and bite softly on her bottom lip. “Let me handle his torture, my love. I don’t want you to ever think about him again.” My hands drag down to her hips to pull her closer. “He will suffer, that’s all you need to worry about.”
She moves her hands back slowly, dragging her nails down my shoulder blades. Then she smiles, and nods. “Alright… thank you.”
“Now.” I reach once more into the bag, and pull out a clear container and drop it right beside her. “I did bring you a gift. Please, don’t hesitate to call me a romantic.”
Her soft laugh, that dare I say teeters on being a giggle, makes my stomach fill with crazed bees that immediately fight for dominance between them. When she looks down, her eyes widen. “Oh my Gods, Kai!”
“What?”
That gentle laughter turns to one of demonic power, her head falls back with mirth. She knows better not to expose her Mark to me or else I bite.
Leaning in, I nip at the place that draws me in immediately at the sight.
“Insatiable…” she moans. “Are those his balls?”
“Mhmm.” I slip one of my hands up her neck, to the back of her head through her hair.
A soft whimper rolls from her tongue as I suck on her neck, just at her pulse. “Thank you.”
I hear Mister jump from the counter because he knows what is about to happen. Good kitty. I’m about to ravage his mommy, and not gently, either.
“I should make you beg for it,” she pants. “Just because I’m a dick.”
My chuckle grazes her skin as I tease her, my fangs skimming over her pulse point. “If you can outrun me, I’ll get on my knees and beg for that delectable cunt of yours, baby.”
Her ankles hook behind my back, drawing me to be flush with her. “Maybe next time. Right now, I want my monster to feed from me and fuck me.”
The moment those words slip from her lips, my mouth wraps around the side of her neck, and I pierce my fangs into her.
I love this little demon of mine, and while we have challenges we will need to face, I have no doubt that we have a long, filthy , life ahead of us: together .