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Miri

M iri blinked at the big demon. What was he going to?—

Her socks landed on the floor beside her. Duke oiled up his clawed hands and attacked her feet. Her toes were swallowed up in his big hands, his thumbs massaging the arch of her foot.

Head dropping back to the cushion underneath her, Miri groaned.

“Holy fucking hell.”

Besides her quiet moans, his soft laugh was the only sound in the room as he worked. Forget accounting, Duke had clearly missed his calling as a masseuse. His strong grip traveled up her legs. Her muscles melted under his hands, her mind following right behind.

As his oiled hands reached her knees, Miri realized that it wasn’t just the oil tingling anymore.

A steady ache had grown between her legs with every inch gained by his kneading fingers.

She resisted the urge to wiggle closer to him.

A little bit of patience and she had no doubt he would make it to the tops of her thighs.

Duke dug his fingers into her soft thighs. Miri’s eyes rolled back as he rubbed out a sore spot on her inner thigh. Fingertips stroked under the edge of her tight shorts. The demon paused.

His dark eyes lifted to meet hers. “May I?”

“I’ll be furious if you don’t,” she laughed.

Did he really think she was going to say no? Miri was practically a puddle under his touch.

Duke gripped the hem of her shorts and gently dragged them down her legs. They landed on the floor, abandoned next to her fluffy socks.

Behind his slim glasses, his eyes traced her round thighs.

His gaze stopped between her legs and for a moment he stopped breathing.

Miri followed his stare. Somehow, in the heat of the moment, she had forgotten that she had chosen sheer underwear when she’d gotten dressed that morning.

It had given her a little thrill to secretly know she was surrounded by horny demons with barely a scrap covering her beneath her shorts… right up until she forgot.

Cheeks burning, Miri had to stop herself from reaching down to cover herself from his hungry eyes. The muscle in Duke’s jaw jumped as he clenched his teeth tight. His hands continued their adventure north. A sharp gasp burst from her lips as his knuckles brushed against her thin panties.

“I like these.” Duke said, his words barely more than a growl. One clawed fingertip stroked the sheer mesh doing absolutely nothing to hide her pussy. “Like a naughty little secret under your clothes.”

Should she mention that she had made sure her bra matched this morning, or let him figure it out on his own? Miri only had like three bras, so it was nothing short of a miracle on her part.

Her breathing turned ragged as this thumb pressed down firmly. Moving in small circles, the demon teased her clit through her panties. Miri moaned, the sound wanton in the small room. Dark, fiery eyes watched her face as the pressure of his fingertips grew.

Air was sawing in and out of her lungs by the time Duke gently tugged the sheer fabric aside to tease her with his bare fingers. Careful of his claws, he stroked up and down her slit with his knuckles. The wet glide grew even easier as her pussy soaked his fingers.

With every pass, Miri ached for more. Each firm circle of her swollen clit dragged a whimper from her lips and pushed her closer to the edge. After a particularly loud moan had the demon groaning in turn, he hooked his claws into her waistband and tugged the useless panties down her legs.

Duke paused to swipe his tongue over his finger. His nose wrinkled as he tore the hand away from his mouth. Her stomach dropped. That wasn’t some kind of self-esteem killer or anything.

“What’s wrong?” Miri asked hesitantly.

The demon shook his head. “I want to taste your pussy, but I can only taste the massage oil.”

Oh, thank heavens. She’d thought it was her making him frown so hard. Miri’s cheeks flushed even hotter as his words penetrated her mind. There was something about a closed off, tightly would man saying dirty things that made her nerve endings want to explode.

“You could just use your tongue. On me, I mean.”

Was that too pushy? He wanted to taste her and there was nothing Miri wanted more right then than to feel his mouth on her.

The soft lips on her skin, his tongue lapping at her aching pussy.

She still might not be one-hundred-percent sure that letting a horde of horny demons occupy her house was a good idea, but her neglected libido certainly was.

And her dripping pussy was doing its best to make it known.

“Good idea.” Duke flashed her an unexpected grin.

Miri blinked, the edges of her lust-clouded brain clearing ever so slightly. Had she ever seen the big, purple demon look that happy before? Hell, if eating her out got her more of his sweet fanged smiles, he could set up camp between her legs breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

That was a sacrifice she was willing to make for the both of them.

His grip tightened on her thighs and suddenly the room rolled. Miri reeled as she was turned upright and placed on her knees. Falling forward, she planted her hands on the floor to steady herself.

What in the world?

She looked down and stared. Duke lay flat on his back, his large hands squeezing handfuls of her generous thighs as he maneuvered her to straddle his face.

Miri winced. Clearly, he’d never dated a big girl before.

Unless he had a death wish, getting smothered by her ample ass probably wasn’t what he was aiming for.

“That’s not what I meant?—“

Duke ignored her words and calmly pushed his glasses up to rest on his forehead. Before she could squawk another protest, the demon was dragging her down to his face. Every rational thought vanished from her head as his mouth went to work devouring her pussy.

Screw it. Breathing was his problem, not hers.

Miri settled back and rocked her hips. Tongue curling around her clit, Duke grasped her thighs and pressed his face deeper between her legs. She moaned.

Some part of her was still concerned her ass was going to smother the big demon, but that part was very small and quickly being drowned out by the part that had gone months without getting laid. His tongue lapped at her clit and the silly, little voice disappeared entirely.

Pleasure welled in her belly, growing with each swipe of Duke’s talented tongue. Miri’s hands glided up her thighs and under her shirt. Squeezing her breasts, she grinded harder on his lips.

The light nip of a fang had her gasping for air. Was he trying to kill her? It had to be his defense against being snuffed out by her pussy, there was no other explanation.

Duke sucked her clit hard, his chin grinding against her core. Strong hands massaged her ass. He dragged her back and forth across his face, licking and sucking more desperately with every pass.

The flood of pleasure was quickly turning into a monsoon.

Miri bit her lip. She just needed a bit more.

Squeezing her breasts over her bra, she gave her aching nipples a tug.

The demon beneath her must have been some kind of mindreader, because he chose that exact moment to thrust his tongue inside her pussy.

Miri unraveled, her legs trembling on either side of his head.

Bliss spiked through her. Her hips ground to a halt as she leaned forward and caught herself on her hands.

Every wave of her orgasm was a tease, promising something bigger and better if Duke would stop lapping at her cunt and come up for air.

His tongue kept working her. Every swipe licked away the slick dripping between her legs.

Miri tangled her fingers in his short hair and pushed his head away. She couldn’t take another second. Her legs were already doing their best impression of pudding and her arms were in danger of following.

Taking the hint, Duke gripped her hips and gently lifted her off. The room spun again, but this time it wasn’t the orgasm. He carefully laid her on her back and wedged her abandoned cushion under her hips.

Miri stared up at him as he sat back on his knees.

Still licking the taste of her off his lips, Duke took his glasses off the top of his head and tossed them aside.

His hands dropped his zipper. She bit her lip.

Their first night together had been a whirl of hands and demon cock until the orgasms had dulled her memory. She desperately wanted a refresher.

His slacks dropped down his thighs and Miri swallowed at the monster in front of her.

Thick enough that there was no way her fingers could have wrapped around the beast, it was long, and curved, with a firm row of tiny nodes along the top.

So, those were the ridges Ace had talked about.

She’d been too blissed out of her mind last time to even notice the difference.

Miri eyed the hard length. How the fuck had she fit that inside of her already? Just how cum drunk was she the other night?

Adios, cervix. It was nice knowing you.

Duke gripped her legs behind the knees and dragged her body closer. Miri watched as he notched the violet tip of his cock between her legs. His icy blue eyes rose to meet hers. The demon held her gaze as he slowly pushed the first few inches inside.

His deep moan matched hers. The tight stretch was just on this side of painful, teasing her and promising so much more if she could handle it. Duke rolled his hips in tiny circles, slowly inching his cock deeper.

Miri was up for a challenge, but the big demon might actually be too big. If she didn’t know that she had already taken the monster gently teasing her pussy, she wouldn’t have believed it was physically possible. A wince crinkled her nose as the stretched burned a little more.