Page 44 of Promised to the Demon King (The Demon Brides #1)

When the room emptied, Nova allowed her dress to slide down the length of her slender body without any delayed hesitation. The corset remained, hugging and defining the curves that drove Asmodeus to crave with hungry lust.

His eyes filled with hooded desires as he watched her step out of the fallen garment around her feet. The lace dress was discarded and kicked aside as she did.

Asmodeus audibly gulped as he took in the beauty of his Queen before him. He was a lucky man; he knew this. All those years dreaming of this very moment were finally here, and he didn't know where to start. He wanted it all.

"My King," Nova cooed as she stepped towards him. Asmodeus unfastened his leather trousers, and, much like Nova had, he casually kicked them aside, barring everything to her for her hungry eyes to devour.

Nova slowly dropped to her knees; she was running on instinct and allowed her inner demons to take control of both of their desires.

She wrapped her slender fingers around the thickness of his firming shaft, causing a spike in excitement within Asmodeus and a gasp to escape, diminishing his calm facade. He loved the feel of her hands on him. The last time she held his manhood, regardless of how sinfully delicious it felt, he could not allow her to go too far, but this moment was different. He wanted it all.

"Do you like it when I touch you like this, my King?" Nova purred seductively, driving a wanton desire deep within Asmodeus. He didn't trust his words; he nodded with hooded eyes.

"Please," Surprised by his word, Asmodeus thought it best not to question and allow her to explore freely.

"Begging already, Mister sexy?" Nova teased, her eyes burning a shade of green he'd never seen before. She was entirely attuned with her Demoness, and that was who was in control at the moment.

Watching her Demoness take control to please her King only amplified his burning desires. He watched her head dip forward, swirling her tongue around the head of his monster and lapping up his dripping excitement with a teasing hunger.

Asmodeus threw his head back and sucked air through his teeth as she took him nearly completely. The ease of her movements marveled at him. Where had she learned, and how had she become so relaxed and confident in her movements? He wasn't sure, but he would never complain. This little Hybrids mouth could bring a King to his knees. In fact, she just might any second.

In unison, her mouth and hand worked together until Asmodeus felt he couldn't handle it anymore; he refused to allow this night to end too soon. The focus must always be on his Queen.

Twisting his hand into her wild hair, he pulled back her head until he was fully released from the bliss of her oral warmth. His monster remained tall and firm, directly in front of her lustful eyes, but now was not the time to allow her oral service any longer.

Asmodeus bent down, his hand still fisted in her hair. "I have much more intense plays with you, my little vixen. Let's see if I can keep up." He gave her a wink and lifted her to his feet. His hands took the seams of each corset, tearing them from Nova's body. The only other sound heard after the fabric tearing was Nova's gasp.

Asmo swooped Nova into his arms with a promising smirk and carried her to their bed chamber.

"I liked that. I want you to teach me how to please you, my King." Nova's voice quivered with dripping desire.

When they reached the bed chamber, gently laying her down, he kissed down the length of her exposed neck. He couldn't get enough of the feel of her bare skin; it was so soft, and she tasted like sweet, addictive candy.

"I only get absolute pleasure when I watch my Queen lost within her own. Tell me if you love what I do, and I will repeat it every day from this day forth."

His lips trailed lower down Nova's soft, innocent body. Her scent drove him to the brink of lustful madness.

Nova moaned. "I love the way you touch me, Assi!" The breathiness in her moan was like an electrical current that travelled from her lips through his entire body, surging forth and hardening his cock to the full mast.

He fought his inner Demonic urges to claim her hard and rough; no, this time was only about giving her pleasure and gentleness. He'd waited so long for this day; he could wait a few more hours before she learned the lusty King she now belonged beside.

"Spread your legs for me, my Queen." the timber in his deep baritone voice shook her core slick.

Starting from her knee, Asmodeus left a trail of hot, wet kisses. Each branding his mark upon her skin so that all of Hell would know who Queen Nova was.

She would only ever crave his touches. His kisses. His love and devotion.

His thick tongue swiped up the length of her folds, erupting an immediate gasp and closure of her legs in response. With a chuckle, he gently pushed her legs back down and continued his slow and torturous flicks of his oversized, wet tongue. This wasn't the first time he'd done this to her, but his tongue laps were just as slow and deliberately agonizing. She wanted him all. She wanted him now.

"Assi-- please!" she whimpered in between heavy pants. Her fingers wrapped around his thick horns, steering him in an attempt to ride out the building pleasure. Her hips bucked when she felt his thick fingers slowly fill her.

With her mouth wide open in surprise, her back arches, and she rides his first throughout the waves of her first of many orgasms that evening.

"My Queen is a hungry Queen. I thought you were trying to smother me in the most delicious ways. Not that I will ever complain." Asmo teases as he crawls up her body, his eyes hooded with arousal. Their mixture of scents fills the air.

When he claims her lips once again, she is surprised by the enjoyment she feels as she tastes herself on his lips. But what surprised Asmo the most was when Nova licked her juices off of his mouth with a moan. Nothing could ever be sexier than his Queen enjoying her own flavour.

"Are you ready, my Queen? There is no going back once I fully claim what is mine." His voice held so much meaning, but he didn't have to wait long.

The softness of Nova's hand slid down between their two slick bodies; she wrapped her hand around his impressive and slightly intimidating thickness, lining it up with her dripping core.

Her eyes never leave his own.

"I want to be no one else but yours, Assi. Claim me, please." Her words were sweet and desperate. She wiggled the head of his manhood up and down her slick folds, driving him insane.

"Then let this be the moment you will forever be known as mine." With his words of declaration, Asmo pushed himself into Nova deep. As deep as he could.

She spoke no words and made no sounds. Her back was arched, and her mouth fully gaped. She was full. She had never felt as full or complete as she did at that moment. He was the missing piece to her; there were no other words to describe it.

There was pain, yes, but more than that, there was completion. It was as though her broken heart was mended, and Asmo was the glue that made it happen.

He didn't move. Too afraid to cause her any pain, but it was Nova who started to move up and down.

She wrapped her arm around his thick neck and brought his lips to hers.

"Please, Assi. Faster." She moaned before claiming his lips as she gyrated her own hips, creating her own pleasure.

He needed no more confirmation from his beloved. His elbows dug deep into the mattress on either side of Nova as he began to increase his thrusting in and out.

The room was filled with the sounds of hours of slapping skin and moans of absolute and lusty cries of pleasure.

"You will always be mine, Nova."

"I have always been yours, Assi. The moment I met you, I wanted no one but you." her raspy voice countered.

With one final thrust, Asmo looked into her eyes right before release. "I love you, my Queen."

"I love you more, my King," she said as she followed the wave of pleasure, letting out a cry of her own release.