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HARPER

Could Harper believe Ash? He was saying everything Harper wanted to hear, but it was too perfect. What were the chances such a powerful being would be so taken with him ? Why did Ash care?

Feelings couldn’t make a demon lose control. Ash’s feelings couldn’t be strong enough, especially when they first met.

It didn’t add up.

Ash must have some sort of angle, but what could it possibly be? A demon trying to trick him to gain his trust made no sense. Harper was nobody compared to Ash.

He may have planned to tell the Hounds about his hunt and his coven’s aims, fantasizing that they would help him in return, but being offered that and so much more out of nowhere was suspicious.

Wanting everything Ash said to be true didn’t mean it was, and until Harper figured out what was going on—the full story—he’d keep his cards close to his chest. Most people weren’t good, and so many magical beings had a sinister side. Harper wouldn’t disregard all the lessons he’d learned in life just because a demon said he had feelings for him .

Ash ran his fingers through Harper’s hair. Fuck, it felt good. Harper leaned into the touch, unable to stop soaking up the affection, even with his doubts.

Harper had a lot of his own damn feelings.

Why not indulge them? Ash revealing himself meant something, and until Harper figured it out, he could enjoy this. He was on a date, and Ash touching him felt better than anything he’d ever experienced.

He needed something good. He needed to feel safe and okay. He needed Ash. He just wouldn’t give Ash everything.

Harper straddled Ash’s lap, and the demon smiled, his hands finding Harper’s hips. Fuck, Harper could get lost in Ash’s eyes. They’d shifted when he’d let his demon features out, a gold-orange glow warming the deep brown of his irises.

How was this real? He was sitting on a demon’s lap. A demon who wanted to date him.

“What’s that look for, sweet?” Ash purred, hands flexing on his hips.

Harper blinked, not sure what he’d given away with his expression. “You’re beautiful,” he said because it was true.

“Not scary?” Ash teased, ducking his head and bumping a curved horn against Harper’s cheek. They poked out of his dark hair and curled back across his head, as inky black as the darkest feathers of his wings.

Harper laughed. “No, but I’m sure you could be if you wanted.”

Demons were pure magic, the closest things to gods in their world. Harper was sure Ash could be terrifying, but the adoring look in his glowing eyes was worlds away.

“Yes, I can be when I want.” Ash’s smile twisted mischievously. “But only for your enemies. I’d never hurt you.”

The air whooshed out of Harper’s lungs. He believed Ash, even though he shouldn’t. He trusted no one. But sitting on the lap of the most powerful being he’d ever encountered, someone who could end or entrap him with magic so easily it wasn’t even funny, Harper had never felt safer.

He didn’t understand it. Maybe he was losing his mind after the stress of running and trying so hard to find freedom.

“I’d never hurt you either,” Harper whispered as he wrapped his arms around Ash’s neck, burying his fingers in the hair at his nape.

Ash grinned. “Glad to hear it.” He probably found the promise funny when the power imbalance was so far in Ash’s favor. But Ash only hauled Harper closer, fingers digging into his hips. “You don’t mind dating a demon?”

Harper shook his head. It was wild, but he didn’t mind. “Not at all. I love seeing your wings.”

Ash’s eyes flashed. “You can touch them. Touch me anywhere you like.”

Harper ran his fingers along the black feathers towering over Ash’s shoulders. They were soft and surprisingly warm. All of Ash seemed to burn like a furnace.

As Harper stroked the beautiful feathers, Ash’s cock hardened between them, pressing needily into Harper’s groin. Ash dipped his fingers down the back of Harper’s boxer briefs, teasing his ass, and Harper’s cock hardened in turn.

Ash’s eyes sparked, flame flickering in the depths of his dark irises. “I like being with you in my full form. It feels so much better than before, and I didn’t think that was possible.”

Harper’s cheeks heated. “I like being with you in this form too.” He ran a delicate finger along one of Ash’s horns. The skin was callused and leathery, unlike anything Harper had ever felt.

Something tickled Harper’s lower back, and he gasped. Both Ash’s hands were still on his ass. He tore his gaze away from Ash’s face to find his tail snaking around him.

“You can touch my tail too,” Ash purred, twitching it against Harper’s back. “The base is very sensitive.”

Harper wrapped a hand around the section of Ash’s tail pressing against his thigh. It was thick, the skin black like his horns but much softer. Harper stroked, and Ash let out a contented sigh. The tip of his tail wound from its place along Harper’s spine to his chest and flicked one of his nipples.

“Fuck.” Harper squeezed Ash’s tail and moved his hand toward the base. It got thicker closer to Ash’s body. The base was even girthier than Ash’s cock, but the tip teasing his nipple was more like a large finger.

Harper rolled his hips, wishing they hadn’t gotten half-dressed. He let go of Ash’s tail and tore off his shirt. The sight of Ash’s tail wrapped around his chest made his dick throb. “I love you touching me like this.”

Ash’s tail teased his other nipple. “Music to my ears, flower.” He shoved Harper’s underwear down, exposing the tops of his ass cheeks. Harper’s erection strained against the scrunched fabric until Ash freed it. “I love that you’re turned on by my true form. I hate having to hide it.”

Harper gasped as Ash pushed his own underwear out of the way and brought their cocks together. He wrapped his arms around Ash, buried his fingers in the feathers of his wings, and thrust. “Oh fuck, Ash. Yes.”

They both leaked precum, Ash’s fist perfectly tight on their cocks as he stroked. Harper crashed their lips together and kissed Ash hard. Ash’s body heat enveloped him like smoldering fire, his smoky scent filling Harper’s lungs. The tip of Ash’s tail continued teasing Harper’s nipples, one hand kneading Harper’s ass while the other jerked their cocks.

Harper couldn’t get enough.

Ash’s tail disappeared from Harper’s chest, and he whimpered at the loss .

“Patience, sweet,” Ash murmured against his lips. “I want to explore you. Is that still okay?”

“Yes,” Harper panted. “Touch me anywhere.” He sealed their mouths together once more.

Ash pushed his tongue into Harper’s mouth as he jerked their aligned cocks. His tail found its way to Harper’s inner thigh, winding toward his groin. The tip caressed Harper’s balls before nudging behind and pressing against his taint.

Harper moaned into Ash’s mouth. His tail slid farther back, between Harper’s ass cheeks. Harper’s heart thudded and his body flamed. “ Please .”

Ash hummed against his lips and jerked them harder with his hand. The other pulled Harper’s ass cheek, spreading him as his tail brushed against Harper’s hole.

“Oh fuck.” Harper jolted, his nerve endings lighting with pleasure. “Don’t stop.”

The tip of Ash’s tail circled his rim, skin silky soft against Harper’s most sensitive place.

“You feel divine, flower.” Ash withdrew from their kisses, fixing glowing eyes on Harper’s hot face. “Everywhere we touch.” He ruffled his wings where Harper’s hands were buried in his feathers, squeezed his hands, and rolled his hips, flicking his tail.

Harper moaned, head falling back. Everything tingled and sparked like his body was made for pleasure. “Yes, more,” he groaned, no shame for how greedy he was.

The tips of Ash’s fangs showed as he smiled. His tail pressed against Harper’s hole, and Harper thrust back into it.

“Do you want me inside you?”

Harper whimpered and slammed his eyes shut, nodding frantically. “Yes.”

Ash’s tail disappeared from Harper’s hole and his eyes popped open .

Ash’s fangs descended fully, a look of pure hunger on his face. Harper’s heart stuttered and lust curled inside him.

Abandoning their cocks, Ash ripped Harper’s underwear in two and tossed the destroyed fabric aside before doing the same to his own. He picked Harper up and tossed him on the bed, looming over him, his wings spreading just enough to encase them, blocking out the rest of the room.

“Harper, sweet, I’m going to make this so good for you.”

Harper spread his legs wide, gaze falling to Ash’s erect cock. Precum beaded at his slit and dripped down his plump cockhead. Harper wanted that cock inside him. He wanted Ash to touch him everywhere, even his deepest places. He squirmed. Could he take it?

“Not yet,” Ash rumbled, stroking Harper’s cheek. “I need to get you ready for my cock, sweet. I won’t rush this.”

Ash read him like a book. It was almost as if he had a sixth sense for what Harper needed.

“I liked your tail,” Harper murmured, reaching for it.

In this position, Harper could cup Ash’s ass. He let one hand rest on the tight muscle as his other encircled the thick base of Ash’s tail, skin so soft he couldn’t help stroking.

“Fuck,” Ash grunted, his feathers ruffling. “Careful, flower. You’ll make me come.”

Harper squeezed, mesmerized by the pleasure twisting Ash’s face, his mouth open, fangs down, glowing eyes half-lidded.

Harper expected to be uneasy with Ash’s fangs, but he wasn’t. Ash wouldn’t do anything without asking, and if Harper said he didn’t want to be bitten, Ash wouldn’t push. Ash didn’t desire his blood. He desired Harper.

He looked hot with his fangs down. There was something heart-poundingly primal in seeing Ash like this, lost in pleasure. Lost in Harper. It made Harper’s core go molten .

Harper stroked the underside of Ash’s tail where it met his body. The muscle quivered in his palm and Ash’s cock leaked.

“Harper, flower,” he groaned. “You’re killing me.”

The tip of Ash’s tail wound between Harper’s legs, delving into his crack. It flicked against Harper’s hole, and Harper’s rhythmic stroking faltered.

“Do you have lube?” Ash asked in a breathless huff.

“In the side table.” Harper released Ash and twisted to get it, only to be met with a large wing.

“Let me.” Ash shifted and retrieved the lube before blanketing Harper with his body and re-encasing them with his folded wings.

He kissed Harper gently on the lips, not so much as brushing him with his fangs. “Ready, flower?”

“Now you’re killing me. Yes, I’m ready.”

Ash chuckled, kissed him one more time, then sat back on his haunches. He spread Harper’s legs and turned his attention to his hole. Harper clenched in response, but Ash’s tail was there to massage his tension away.

Opening the lube, Ash squeezed a generous amount onto Harper’s hole and his tail’s tip. He reached between Harper’s legs, his thumb rubbing and circling Harper’s rim in tandem with his tail.

Chills coursed through Harper’s body as he adjusted to the new, pleasurable sensation. Ash was truly stunning, his large, muscled frame looming over Harper, intense stare heated with lust. Ash’s fangs were a promise to eat Harper alive in the best way. And his wings. Harper couldn’t get over the wings.

He ran delicate fingers over the warm feathers.

Ash caught his eye, gaze so hot Harper could almost feel it. “How’s this?”

“Good.” Harper pressed into Ash’s touch and his hole twitched .

Ash purred, his tail applying more pressure as his hand moved to stroke Harper’s cock. Ash didn’t seem to be trying to penetrate him yet. The pressure didn’t last long before Ash went back to massaging the entire sensitive area.

A flash of insecurity hit Harper in the chest. “Am I too tight?”

“Not at all, sweet. You’re perfect.” Ash’s lust-laden stare turned affectionate. “I want to take my time. I like seeing how you respond to me.”

“What if I can’t relax?”

“Then we can keep doing this. I’m not forcing myself inside you. I want to make you feel good.” Ash demonstrated by swirling his tail and twisting his fist over the tip of Harper’s cock.

Harper keened, body rolling into Ash’s touches. “I haven’t done anything like this before,” he whispered, the heat from his face spreading down his neck. “But I want to.”

Ash cupped his cheek. “I’ll give you whatever you want. However you want it, sweetheart.”

Harper whimpered, knowing Ash would take good care of him.

Ash leaned forward and realigned their cocks, dribbling lube over them. He fisted their lengths and stroked, rolling his hips as he played with Harper’s hole.

Harper’s eyelids fluttered shut. He almost couldn’t cope with all the good feelings, his orgasm building. Ash was everywhere, their bodies so in sync it was like they were meant to be together.

The tip of Ash’s tail breached Harper, and he gasped, clenching around it. “Fuck, Ash.”

“Feel good?” His rumbling voice washed over Harper like a caress.

“Yes.” Harper thrust into Ash’s hand, and Ash’s slick tail pushed farther inside, stretching him the perfect amount, not much more than a finger’s worth.

Ash groaned and the deep sound vibrated around them. “You’re so hot, flower. You feel so good around my tail. I want to bury it inside you.”

Harper nodded. “Yes, more.”

Ash pushed his tail farther inside. The stretching sensation increased. Not enough to hurt, but enough to give Harper the foreign feeling of opening for Ash.

“How’s this?” Ash pumped the tip of his tail in and out, fucking Harper in time with the strokes of his hand on their cocks.

“ Ugh , good.” Harper thrust into it.

Damn, it felt perfect. It might not be Ash’s cock, but Harper loved the feeling of being fucked. Of Ash pushing in, filling him, touching him in such an intimate place.

Ash thrust another inch of his tail inside Harper, not stretching him open much more but still giving him what he needed. Harper clenched, and Ash made a guttural sound.

His tail brushed a spot inside Harper, and he lit up from within. “Oh, Ash!” Harper shouted, digging his fingers into Ash’s firm shoulders. “Fuck.”

“That’s it, sweet,” Ash cooed, stroking the spot inside him.

Harper bucked, fucking into Ash’s fist as Ash teased his prostate with targeted strokes of his tail. A mix of moans and swears fell from Harper’s lips as pleasure built inside him.

Ash crashed their mouths together, kissing him, fangs pressing into Harper’s lips, and Harper came like an explosion. His hole spasmed. He clenched around Ash’s tail as his cum flooded Ash’s hand. Harper shouted Ash’s name, everything in him screaming with pleasure. It raced down his spine and burst from within.

“Oh, sweet, yes, that’s it,” Ash rumbled against Harper’s lips. Harper shook, his orgasm going on and on as Ash worked his tail inside. “Come for me, beautiful. Just like that.”

“ Ash .” Harper gripped the demon’s hair, locking eyes with his mesmerizing glowing irises.

Ash shuddered, flames flaring behind his eyes, and hot cum flooded Harper’s stomach. Ash’s spiced, smoky scent filled the air and Harper breathed deep, filling his lungs.

He’d be happy to smell nothing but Ash for the rest of his life.

Ash buried his head against Harper’s neck and let out a deep, growling moan.

“My sweet flower.” Ash kissed Harper’s neck, then brushed Harper’s lips with his. “I can’t wait to make you mine.”