Page 23 of April's Fool (Northarbor Coven Book 2)

Protective

Amorandes

It took hours before Alpha Blake and the elves deemed the club and apartment safe enough for us for the night. They would return the next day, and likely every day after, to check the warding and slowly build up the layers of the spell.

As much as I would have liked to keep the club closed as all this went on, the omegas in the area deserved to have somewhere safe for them to go through their heats.

It made for much more work because every employee would need to be vetted, then given security spells. We would have magic oozing from our pores if Damon was in charge.

“Babe, the cameras have arrived. Could you help me set them up?” Damon held up a box in one hand, a drill in the other.

I cocked my head, confused. “What do you want me to do with that?”

“Well… with you looking at me like that, I’m not putting you in charge of the drill.” His laugh rang out, the first sign of his good humor returning after all the stress of the last day. “Could you go full demon and boost me up so I can mount the cameras?”

“For you? Anything!” I sketched a low bow, making him laugh again, then removed the shirt I’d been wearing. My pants had an elastic waist, so they were unlikely to rip when I let my full demon out. Damon clearly wanted the extra height and strength I had in that form.

I let go of the magic keeping me in my human form and just… let it all out. The tail, horns, ears, eyes, they all appeared as my body stretched to my true height. Finally, my wings unfurled. I sighed. It was such a relief to let myself be in this form as I was born.

“Fuck, you are so hot like that.” Damon’s eyes darkened with desire. “Let’s just get this done and maybe we can go test that bed out. I was too exhausted to appreciate just how glad I am to have you.” His voice lowered, getting husky, “I do have you, don’t I, Mori? You’re mine and just mine, aren’t you?”

“Yours. Only yours.” I felt my cock thicken, the desire between us palpable. “Camera, then you can show me how much I belong to you.”

I bent at the knee so Damon could use it as a step. He grasped my wings, making me shudder. “I’ll remember that for another time,” he whispered in my ear as he clambered onto my shoulders .

Together, we made quick work of mounting three cameras in the box to hidden spaces. These were motion activated, giving us notice that someone was approaching the apartment. They couldn’t be knocked out with magic, and with Damon’s clever positioning, they likely wouldn’t see them.

Damon’s relief at having them was easy to sense. “Done! Here,” he leaned down with the drill and box, then in a move I couldn’t have predicted, stood to his full height on my shoulders. “Stay still a sec.” Damon leaped, did a somersault in midair, then landed with a flourish in front of me. “Ta da!”

Shock had me frozen for a second. Damon’s face fell a bit until I got a hold of myself. “Wow! That was fantastic, Damon!” I praised.

“Yeah? One family I was with had me doing gymnastics.” Damon gave a shy smile as he remembered them. “It’s come in handy more than once.”

“You’re good at it.”

“Not very useful though, is it? Now that I’m not a hitman.”

“I’m sure you could find a legal use for it.” I grinned. “You could do an acrobatic show in the club. Be a pole dancer. ”

He laughed again, a sound I was growing addicted to. “Maybe. I’ll think of something. Now come on, I want you to ride my cock with your wings out.”

I had to pause to adjust myself at the visual.

Damon led the way to the shower, which was built for shifters, so was bigger than human ones, something I was grateful for as I stripped and followed him under the spray. Still, I had to put my wings away to avoid hitting Damon. We really needed a wet room with multiple shower heads for them.

We didn’t touch, a deliberate tease of what was to come. Just brushed against each other as we made quick work of washing. It was almost more erotic than getting my hands on him, because Damon’s eyes didn’t leave mine once. He just smirked as he watched me.

The water switched off. Damon held out a towel to me, brushing his fingers against mine as I reached for it. I made quick work of drying, always keeping my eyes on him. I felt like prey in the sights of a lion. Yet I couldn’t wait for Damon to devour me.

Finally, he reached for my hand. When we touched, I got that hint of a spark I usually did when touching him after some time with no contact. It was like static that built between us, then discharged as soon as our skin met.

He yanked me closer, stealing a kiss. “Get on the bed. I want you stretched out, wings and all, if that’s comfortable.”

The good thing about shifters was the bigger beds. I set some pillows out to cushion my wing bones, let them out, pushed them to their full width, and lay down.

“Uh-uh, face down, Mori.” Somehow it was hotter when he said my name, rather than baby. There was no confusion over who he was with. Who he wanted in his bed. I did as I was told, tucking my wings in as I turned, my face nestled in a pillow.

Damon began his teasing with feather light touches, followed by kisses along each of my wings, then down my spine to the base of my tail. There, he licked a tantalizing path around it, sending shivers through me. I bit at the pillow as he trailed further down, licks and kisses giving way to sucking marks and tiny bites.

A hand parted my cheeks. Damon ran his tongue down over my crease, around my hole, then down my taint. “Spread those legs, Mori, hold that ass open for me.” Damn, he was sexy when he spoke to me with a growl in his voice. I was so hard I was sure I was leaking on the comforter.

I did what I was told, earning myself a “good boy,” that wrenched a gasp from my lips. “Oh, you like that, do you, Mori?” Damon blanketed my body, the warmth of his skin made me moan as he whispered filthy things in my ear. “You want to be my good boy and earn your reward?” He licked along my tapered, pointed ear. That time, I shuddered and made an incoherent sound. “Or do you want to be a bad boy that gets punished?”

Don’t get me wrong, spanking is fun, but I was here for all the pleasure Damon could give me. In such a short time, he had learned all the ways to make me sing. “Good, I want to be good for you.”

“A good boy for me? Say it properly, Mori.” He nipped at my ear.

“Damon!” I cried. “I want to be your good boy.”

He cupped my cheek, turning my head towards his lips so he could kiss me sweetly. “You say all the right things. Such a good boy. Now, do as you’re told.”

Quickly, I spread my legs as wide as I could, then held my cheeks apart. Not a hint of shame at how needy I was to be all that Damon wanted.

With a sound of pleasure, Damon resumed his teasing, tracing the same path over my wings, lighting up all the sensitive nerves. He hit every spot on my back that had me arching into his lips .

“Such a pretty hole. There for me to use whenever I want, isn’t it, Mori?”

“Yes, Damon. Whenever you like. Anytime.”

“Maybe you aren’t a good boy. Maybe you’re just my slut. My needy, needy slut.” He spoke the words against my ass, the hot air of his breath blowing against my hole, driving me out of my mind.

“Please,” I begged.

“Please, what, Mori?” he teased as he caressed my ass and kissed along my crack, avoiding the one place I really wanted him to touch me.

“I’ll be anything you want. Just… fuck… touch me, Damon. I need you.”

“You are so perfect.” With those words, he finally licked over my hole. I went rigid, then boneless as he licked and sucked at my pucker. He teased me with the tip of his tongue before backing away.

“Damon!”

His chuckle was warm against my entrance as he plunged his tongue inside, then went to town with more nips and long laps of that wicked tongue.

“Lube up a little, baby. Get yourself all wet for my fingers. I want to open you nicely for my cock.”

“Fuck!” He was saying all the right things. I was going to shame myself and all my incubi ancestors by coming all over this comforter before he could get his cock inside me. Good thing I had an excellent recovery time.

I did as I was told and didn’t remove a hand from my ass, even though I desperately wanted to squeeze my cock and stave off my orgasm. My legs must have been inching closed to hide my struggle, as Damon batted them apart.

“Uh-uh, keep them spread like a good boy.” He reached between my legs, cupping my balls. With a firm grip, he tugged, the bite of pain bringing me back from the edge. “That’s what my good boy needed, wasn’t it? Gotta save that for when I’m inside you. I want you to come on my cock.”

It was just as well he still had a hand on my balls, because really, I wouldn’t have been held responsible for my actions then.

“Please, Damon.”

“I’m getting there, baby. Gotta make sure that hole is loose, so I don’t hurt you.” He pushed a finger inside. “So wet, just like I wanted. Aren’t you just perfect?”

“Only for you.”

“A sweet talker, too.” He added another finger, fucking the two of them in and out of me. “Hmm, you are so quick to relax for me. You have such a needy hole.”

I was going to die if he kept talking to me like that. All I could do was moan and let him use my hole. Another finger.

“Four and then I’ll give you what you really want.”

There was a slight burn as he pushed in the fourth finger, twisting and pulsing in and out of my ass.

“Tell me what you want, Mori.”

“I want your cock,” my voice came out all raspy with need.

He didn’t wait, just climbed over me, set the head at my entrance and with one smooth glide, thrust inside. “Shit, you feel good,” he muttered against my neck. “You’ve got me so hot, Mori. I’m going to blow so fast. It’s all good, though, because you can suck me until I’m hard again, then ride my cock with your wings out like I wanted.”

“Yes!” I would have agreed to anything at that point.

As he talked, he continued rocking in and out of me, sending me higher and higher with each push of his hips against my ass. He felt so good inside me, like he belonged there.

Each thrust of his hips became faster and harder until I felt that telltale change in rhythm. Damon was about to spill inside me. I moaned, then came with him as he bit down on my ear. “Mine. My good boy,” he growled.

Then I passed out.

When I came to, I found Damon smiling fondly at me. He also looked proud, as anyone would for making an incubus pass out. It was my turn to show off my skills.

Just like Damon wanted, I sucked him to full hardness, and then rode that glorious cock until we were both sated and sweaty.

We showered again, then settled back in bed, with a clean comforter after our afternoon delight.

“Should we go look over the plans, or check the cameras or something?” Damon asked as he cuddled me close.

“No, I want to stay here and just enjoy some time just like this. Maybe take a nap. The last couple of days have been a lot.”

“Hmm,” Damon agreed. “A nap sounds great. I just… feel like I should be doing something.”

I kissed his chest and snuggled closer. There was no way that Damon was getting out of this bed without spending some more time cuddling me! We needed a moment to just be.

“You know what I think it is?”

“No. What? ”

“Something about Cody set off your protective instinct. Ever since you met him, you’ve been in protector mode. Always looking out for him, always putting yourself last.” I paused, trying to figure out what to say. “I guess you aren’t used to trusting anyone other than Parker to look after you. But here we are, my family, Toth, the shifters, even the witches and elves, are in your corner, making sure everything will be okay.”

Damon’s eyes closed as he willed a heavy emotion away. “Yeah,” he sighed. “I just need time to learn to trust it.”

“You know how you could start?”

He eyed me, a grin playing at his lips. “How?”

“By having a nap with me before we look over the plans.”

The smile broke out. “Okay,” he huffed.

I got my nap and my cuddles. My protective ex-hitman lover was sweeter than he first appeared, and I couldn’t love him more for it.