The Demon Lord's Lover

I look at him, clearly confused. “What circumstances are you talking about, like does the moon and stars have to align a certain way for it to work?” He chuckles but holds my gaze. “Naila, we have to make love, and I’ll bite you during or after our climax.”

My mouth went dry, and I am sure my face was red. “I don’t want to pressure you, but I was just letting you know that is another way to keep most of the lackeys out of the way, and we are mates, so I figured that would be the next course of action.”

I shake my head. “What if we weren’t mates?” He shrugs. “Then Marco probably would have nearly killed you; it’s because we are mates that I was even able to save you in time.” I let out a deep breath. “But you said Marco was also my mate.”

Dante sat next to me and grabbed my hand. “If -ah no when I mark you, Marco will no longer be your mate because I am your True Mate, and once I mark you, all the other mate candidates won’t matter anymore.” My heart starts to race at the thought of being marked by Dante like suddenly it doesn’t seem like a bad idea.

Just thinking about it is making me so aroused and wet. What the hell is with me? I clear my throat to shake the thoughts. Dante starts to rub the inside of my palm slowly; it sends shivers through me. “C-can I think about it?”

He moves closer to me and kisses my neck. “How long do you think you need to think bout it?” His hand now on my thigh, he starts to kiss my neck again. My thoughts seem to fog up and blur cause I can only sigh as he touches.

“Naila, how long do you plan on making me wait?” I scoot a bit away from him and turn to face him; his eyes are now dark with lust and hunger. Just that look alone is enough to create a pool in my panties, the effect this man has on me is so strong I want to let go and have him take me, but I mustn’t give in.

“I am not ready; I have never done it before.” His look softens, and then he smiles seductively. “I told you I’d be gentle.” Oh, My Sexy Overload. My brain just short-circuited, I’m sure of it. Not giving me any time to recover, Dante leans over and kisses me.

His kiss is slow, soft, and gentle like he is egging me to lose control. His hands make their way to my breasts; he massages and kneads them like they are dough and uses his pointer and thumb to rub and squeeze my nipples.

I moan under his touch, and he plunges his tongue in my mouth, kissing me deeper but still just as gentle. He is taking his time to explore every part of my mouth, enjoying the flavor. I want him to keep going, but I need to stop him before it’s too late.

As if he can feel my internal turmoil, he pulls back a bit. “Just let go, and listen to your body.” After a few moments of contemplating, I gently put my hands on his chest and nod. “Okay, let’s take this to the bedroom,” I said, throwing all caution to the wind. Dante smiled, licking his lips.

“Of course, that’s my girl.” He stepped to me and swooped me up, carrying me to his bedroom. When he reached, he gently placed me on the bed then stepped back to take his shirt off. I didn’t get a good look at his body before.

But the man before me is RIPPED with an eight-pack. I want to lick his pecs, and I want to pour alcohol on his abs and lick them for days. ”You like what you see?” He asks, flexing a bit before joining me on the bed. “It’s alright,” I responded casually.

He slowly walks up to me and climbs on the bed, and it sinks a bit under his weight. “Hey, uh Dante, why is it that your eyes turn so dark?” He strokes my thigh for a moment.

“Does it scare you?” I shake my head. “It’s because I am aroused; it happens to demons.” He moves closer and stares into my eyes for a bit. “Hmm, that’s strange; your eyes aren’t dark.” He sits back and thinks for a moment.

“You haven’t been awakened yet. Marking you wouldn’t make sense as you are right now. I want your first time to be when I make you mine for good.” His voice sounds so sexy; I want to touch him, I want to feel him. I lean in and kiss him, wrapping my arms around him.

Surprised he, kisses me back, hungrily. Dante slowly pushes me on my back; he starts to kiss my neck, sucking and licking it. He then pulls my shirt over my head and stares at my body. “You are so beautiful, Naila.”

He licks and sucks on my erect nipples while massaging the other. I moan out softly. His hands roam my body until they stop at my shorts; he pulls them off and inhales sharply. “Black lace, you are perfect for me.” He sits up and pulls his pants and boxers off. My eyes go straight to his package, stiff, big, hard, ready, and throbbing.

Just for me. I swallow and reach for him, stroking him slowly. He groans at the contact. I continue stroking him. “Lay down. I want to try something.” He does as I say, I position myself between his legs and stroke him, and then I start to lick it, teasing him. “Oh, Naila.” He growls. I smirk, putting the tip of his cock in my mouth, still stroking him slowly.

I ease him in slowly until his tip reaches the back of my throat; once I am comfortable with his size, I pick up my pace in sucking him, moving up and down rhythmically. I take one of my hands and rub his balls; I feel his dick stiffen in my mouth, so I pick up the pace a bit more and continue my rhythm; he starts to twitch.

“Naila, I’m going to come soon.” I maintain my pace; I feel him grab my hair taking control, going faster and deeper until he comes, his dick spraying his hot semen in my mouth. I swallow it and lick his tip, cleaning up any remaining come.

His grip on my hair loosens; he is looking me in my eyes. “Naila, that was fucking amazing. Now it’s my turn.” He flips me over and starts to kiss my neck, collar bone, breasts, taking his time to show each equal love.

He moves down to my stomach, trailing kisses until he reaches between my legs; I pull my panties off and spread my legs for him in need. He slowly licks my bud, twirling his tongue up, down, left, right.

Then he sucks my bud and slides one finger inside. “You’re so wet for me, baby.” His voice alone sends a wave of pleasure to my core. He slowly moves his finger inside of me while licking and sucking my clit. Dante then adds another; I feel myself stretch a bit. I gasp. Oh my god.

He continues this until I start to feel a build-up; I am almost on the brink of shattering. “Oh Dante, I’m- I oh god!” He picks up the pace, and soon my orgasm rips through me; I can feel my whole body tremble as it rocks me. Dante laps up all my juices and slowly pulls his fingers out, and licks them. “Mm, delicious.” My body feels hot, so hot I need more of him, all of him. Dante moves forward and kisses me deeply. “Naila, I think you’re ready; your eyes are so beautiful right now.” He pulls back and positions himself at my entrance.