Page 92 of Demon's Desire

“Fuck, Nico.” Onyx pushed back onto Nico’s face.

A hand wrapped around his tail. “Slick yourself,” Nico ordered.

“W-what?” Onyx couldn’t think past the pleasure. Nico’s grip was unfaltering, his touch setting Onyx’s fire raging. And his mouth. Oh, his mouth.

Nico rumbled against his hole before saying, “I want you wet so I can taste you.”

Onyx’s face flamed. He shut his eyes, and his chest expanded. Magic flared, and he slicked his entrance and inner channel.

Nico groaned and pressed his tongue inside Onyx’s hole. They moaned as if they were one, fused together by their pleasure.

Nico attacked Onyx with a renewed fervor, pulling his cheeks apart and claiming him. He licked around Onyx’s tail, then delved back into his core. Onyx’s legs shook. He couldn’t stop himself from thrusting, his cock bouncing, hitting nothing but air.

“So desperate and so fucking sweet, just like your blood.”

“Uhh,” Onyx whimpered.

“Don’t even think about touching yourself.” Nico impaled him with his tongue. “I’m taking care of you.”

“Yes.” Onyx’s pulse raced, his magic crackling.

Something sparked back.

Was that Nico’s magic?

Yes. The connection between them transformed into a completely new creature. Onyx swore he could feel Nico’shunger, his burning desire to possess Onyx, to own him, and keep him close.

Their magics melded together. Onyx’s fear and pain—all the baggage he carried—came out into the open. Nico’s power sucked it up as readily as he sucked Onyx’s slick hole, shooting Onyx full of warmth. Every comforting flare of Nico’s power that Onyx accepted made their bond sing with pleasure.

Onyx gripped the bedspread, writhing against Nico’s mouth. “Nico, please. I can’t… I’m gonna come.”

Nico growled and pressed forward like he was trying to crawl inside Onyx. It was too much. Onyx came, his tail quivering in Nico’s grip, hole clenching, wings straining as he fought the urge to fly. Onyx’s pleasure spilled between his legs, and Nico didn’t relent.

Onyx was wrung dry. Nico bit his ass and thighs, then his mouth disappeared and his cock pressed against Onyx’s hole.

“You’re mine, Onyx.” Nico snapped his hips forward and filled Onyx so fast his breath caught. “I’m. Never. Leaving. You. Behind.” He punctuated each word with a thrust.

“Y-yes,” Onyx whined, his eyes watering.

Nico grabbed Onyx by the shoulder, his other arm around Onyx’s waist, and hauled him back. Onyx fluttered his wings, helping Nico lift him from the bed. He nestled his back against Nico’s chest, coming to rest on Nico’s lap, impaled on his cock.

Nico crooned in his ear. “That’s it. See how deep inside I am? Does it feel like you’re mine now, little butterfly?”

“Yes,” Onyx sobbed. “Yes, Nico.”

“What am I?”

“You’re my mate.”

“Mmhmm. That’s right. And you’re my mate. Mine.”

“Yes,” Onyx whispered. He squeezed his eyes closed. Being Nico’s was divine, even if it scared him. Fuck, maybe fear added to it. Made it real.

Nico thrust into Onyx, fingers digging into his hips. Onyx let his body go limp, his wings draped to the sides. He didn’t move except for the jolts Nico’s thrusts forced through him, bouncing him on his cock, Onyx’s cuffed hands flopping against his groin as his spent dick hardened.

Nico snaked a hand up Onyx’s chest and gripped his neck, thumb and forefinger digging in beneath his jaw. “Hard again already?”

Onyx nodded, a whimper slipping past his lips.