Chained to the Devil’s Daughter (Mating the Elements #1)

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Searra

Y es, I was insatiable. There were years to make up for, but I finally understood that we had all the time in the world. I wasn’t suffocating under the weight of those years, and the mistakes of the past.

Ash’ren palmed my breasts as though feeling their weight. His thumbs tweaked my nipples, forefingers joining to pinch and twirl when I keened. With his hands full and his tail disappearing under the milky substance, I didn’t understand the sensation trailing up and down my back and sides until I saw tendrils of fire dancing along my skin.

“Ash,” I murmured, but my next cries were swallowed from my lips.

He was everywhere. His tail teased the ring of my ass, and I squirmed for more, rubbing my slick entrance over his knot. Reaching between us, Ash’ren nudged at my opening, and I was relieved when he forewent the slow, teasing strokes in favor of a quick thrust, sheathing himself deep in one long stroke.

Perhaps I should want a slow lovemaking, for all the emotions we’d revealed here this day, but I craved more. The ugly truth of it was, these next few days may be our last. In the throughs of passion with my demon, finally returned to me, I wanted everything he was willing to give. Hard. Fast. Now .

“Fuck, Firefly,” he growled, his head tucked between my breasts, voice muffled by the spot that now bore his mark. “I could spend eternity inside this cunt. You are my home. Fuck yourself on me, my mate. I want to watch you come undone.”

I moaned, gripping his horn for purchase as I twisted my hips, driving him deeper, every ridge of his cock rubbing my insides exquisitely. His tail teased my ass I rode him, fucking myself down, closer to his knot, until my body was too heavy to move.

“You’re breathtaking when you unravel for me,” Ash’ren said, awe lacing his every word. “Now let me inside your tight little ass. I want to claim you in every possible way, mate.”

His tail pressed against my ass with greater intensity, searching for entry. Though the texture and properties of the spring were helpful in lieu of the magic lube, I had to will my body to go soft, to open for him. The pressure of squeezing something into my back channel while my pussy was so full of cock was difficult, and I whined at the feeling of being so overly stuffed.

“Breathe, love bug. You’re going to let me in this tight hole like a good girl, aren’t you?”

“Mm-hmm,” I promised, nodding my head against his shoulder. I bit down around a conduit line, and he hissed.

“I’m grateful to have such a dirty girl as my mate. I’m going to fuck you so full that you won’t remember your name, only your mate’s as you scream it. You’re mine. These holes are mine to fill. Do you understand?”

Again, I nodded, and with every dirty word that fell from his demonic lips my body caved to him further, until finally, his tail worked its way inside, with only a thin layer of skin between it and the ridges of his cock.

“S-so full,” I whimpered.

“You’re doing so well, my love. My mate. I’m going to start fucking you now.”

That was all the warning I received before his tail fucked further into my channel, carving its way inside my body as his cock moved in tandem. I was so full. I had no choice but to take every inch he gave.

With a predatory growl, Ash’ren flipped us around and plastered me between his hard body and the lip of the spring, jostling the appendages buried in my holes. I cushioned my face from the dirt with one hand and let the ground hold me steady while Ash’ren used my body. He draped over my back, taking my free hand and interlacing our fingers so sweetly.

The spring water sloshed around us, the slightly viscous liquid adding to the obscene squelching between my legs. His cock and tail worked me from the inside out, massaging my every crevice with a brutal pace. When his hand connected with my clit, I fell apart.

“So fucking sweet, coming on my cock. I’m going to empty my sac inside this pretty cunt and fuck my knot inside using my cum. Then I’m going to carry you home and sleep buried in your cunt—in my fucking cunt—and fill you again, until you’re properly bred. Are you ready?”

All I could do was mewl. Water splattered on my face as his hips took on a savage pace, his tail shoved deep in my ass. I was beyond movement and could do nothing but swallow his cum with my body, sagging deeper into euphoric bliss with every pulse of his cock inside me, his name a constant cry.

“Mate!” Ash’ren shouted. He roared, the terrifying sound spooking the remaining flamingos.

My mate lifted me, plastering me to his chest. His tail dropped from my used hole, and I sank onto his cum-lubed knot as he flopped backward against the ridge of the spring.

My belly grew as his knot emptied, flooding me with his love, and possibly his pups.

“Mine,” I rasped, voice raw from crying his name.

“Yours,” he panted, kissing the top of my head. “Always yours.”

Exhaustion threatened to claim me as deeply and truly as my demon just had. I barely clung to consciousness as he slathered the spot of our joining with the healing liquid, then ever-so-gently pushed some into my abused asshole with a careful finger.

Abandoning the fresh clothes and our picnic supplies, he gathered me into his arms and launched into the starry night sky that had always kept our secrets.