Chapter 26

26

SLOAN

" I 'm so close," I breathe out, grasping at Bones' hair with one hand and the headboard with the other. His large hands are gripping my thighs, holding me open as he swirls his tongue around my clit. I sob when he moves away from my clit, denying me the orgasm like the demon he is.

I yank at his head, trying to thrust my hips to get him back where I need him. His dirty laugh rumbles against me, teasing my oversensitive pussy.

"Please," I cry out.

His lips brush along the top of my inner thigh, making me shudder.

"Not yet, little mate."

"Now," I demand, using all of the leverage I can to get his tongue back on me.

This time, he bites. A delicious pain that makes me gasp.

"Bones!"

"Tell me what I want to hear."

I shake my head. I want to come, but not until he's inside of me.

His laugh is low, full of his own lust and anticipation.

"That's fine, little mate. I can go all night. Can you?"

Then, he's back on me, licking and sucking and nibbling, drawing me closer and closer to the edge.

"God!" I arch my back, trying to press myself against him.

"Tell me," Bones growls against my flesh.

"I love you," I moan, giving him what he wants. "I love you. I love you. Bones. Mate. I love you."

He groans and finally, finally, returns to my clit. I buck against him, unable to control my body any longer. My orgasm slams into me, making my body quake and tremble.

"Come, little mate," he snarls, holding me still so I can't escape his tongue.

I can only sob his name, clutching the headboard so hard I'm afraid it's going to break.

Bones doesn't let up, riding my orgasm into another. Then another. He's relentless.

I'm limp, unable to lift my legs, when Bones climbs over me.

His mouth is on mine and I taste myself on his tongue. He licks into me and I eagerly give him all of me. Even if all I am right now is a useless puddle of a woman.

"You're amazing," he whispers into the skin of my throat. "Beautiful and brave and perfect."

"Hardly" I protest, my hands smoothing along his shoulders and over his back.

Bones shakes his head, lifting his face to meet my gaze. "You're perfect for me."

I swallow, overwhelmed by the emotions in his glowing blue eyes.

"Bones."

His name is all I can say. I don't have words for him right now. The mate bond is bright and strong between us. He is in me, in my very soul. He's made me whole again. He's made me happier than I'd ever hoped. I'd given up on love and he made me believe again.

"I know," Bones murmurs. His smile is soft and so loving.

"How do you know?"

His thumb brushes across my lower lip. "Because I can feel it through our bond. All your love."

"Good. It's yours. All of it."

"And mine is yours," he promises, leaning in for a kiss.

I open up, letting him claim my mouth. My tongue dances along his, the taste of my pleasure on him making me hungry for him all over again.

"Mine," Bones growls, nipping at my bottom lip before moving down my neck.

His fangs scrape over my shoulder. I gasp, tilting my head to the side to encourage him. He's taken me before, but there's something more important about this moment.

He lifts his head, meeting my gaze. "I want to taste your pleasure as you come around my cock."

I nod, wrapping my arms around his neck and bringing his face back to mine. I kiss him, pouring all the love I have into him. "Please, mate." I've realized my demon loves it when I claim him out loud.

Bones' lips are gentle, loving. He pulls me against him as he rolls, lifting me onto his lap.

He holds me so tenderly. I know that I am the most precious thing in the world to him.

His thick cock slides between my folds, making me tremble with need. I reach between us, taking him in hand.

"Mine," Bones' murmurs.

"Yours," I agree, lining him up with my opening.

I'm so soaked. It's easy to sink down on him slowly, savoring every inch. When he's seated fully inside me, we both sigh with pleasure. His eyes are on where I'm stretched around him.

"Such a good girl, taking me so good."

Bones' filthy words make my blood sing and he knows it. After so many years in a strictly conservative life, his insistence on filling my ears with every single dirty thought of his makes me almost orgasm on their own.

"Do you like it, little mate?" he asks.

"I love it," I admit. "I love everything you give me."

"Show me. Show me how much you love taking your demon's cock."

I roll my hips, lifting up and sliding down his cock. His hands move to my waist, helping me move faster, harder. I'm moaning, the pressure building inside of me.

"Just like that," he whispers, his eyes fixed on where he's entering me.

I do, again and again. My thighs tremble and he helps me move.

"Please," I moan, reaching for his hand. "Please, touch me."

"I'll always take care of you," Bones promises.

His thumb circles my clit and I cry out. His other hand moves, then a thick finger is pressing against my tight back hole. I shiver, my thrusts faltering. Arousal and fear blend together. When I take lower on his cock, I push against his finger. It burns a bit as he slips into me but it turns to pleasure at the sweep of his thumb across my clit.

I groan, "So full."

He bites at my shoulder, but not enough to break the skin before capturing the lobe of my ear between his lips. He presses another finger against my back entrance, pushing in and stretching me further.

"You going to let me fuck this ass of yours?"

A spike of nervousness goes through me and he pulls back enough to meet my eyes. He looks at me with total adoration and love. I know, without a doubt, if I said no, he'd accept it without question. He always gives me the choice. I trust him to not hurt me. My heart or my body.

I nod, almost shy despite having his cock and fingers in me.

His lips curl up, turning the rictus tattooed grin into something beautiful enough to stop my heart. He lifts me quickly off him and puts me on my hands and knees before I can do more than squeak.

He grabs my cheeks with his hands, stroking his thumbs along my crack almost reverently as he stretches me. I look over my shoulder at him, more excited than nervous now. He catches me watching and he removes a hand to give his slick cock a slow stroke.

"Soon, little mate. I can't wait to fill you up and claim you completely."

"Bones," I say, wiggling my ass a little. "Please."

He chuckles and leans over me. He nuzzles his nose along the curve of my neck. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

I shiver, eager, when the thick head of his cock kisses the final place for him to claim.

Bones pushes into me, slowly. I gasp, surprised at the burning pain. He's careful, though. He keeps his thrusts short and shallow. With his thumb, he plays with my clit and the pain fades, leaving me with the odd sensation of being filled up back there.

"There," Bones whispers.

I can't do anything but moan in response. He's so thick. There's a pressure inside of me that makes it hard to think.

He laughs and gives my clit a pinch, making me jump.

"So eager for my cock," he murmurs. "Do you like my cock in your tight ass?"

"Yes," I groan, wiggling my hips. I would have thought it would hurt more but like everything else with him, I'm desperate for everything he gives. "More."

He chuckles. "You're such a greedy little mate."

His free hand lands on the curve of my ass and I moan again. The bite of pain is just what I need to focus on.

"My sweet, sexy, perfect, mate," he continues, stroking his hand down to my hip and back up, soothing the sting.

Then, he's moving. Faster. Harder. His fingers digging into my hips as he pounds into me. The sound of his thighs slapping against my ass echoes around the room.

I drop down, pressing my face into the sheets. My arms give out and I reach blindly back, wanting him even closer.

He takes the hint and moves with me. He wraps his arms around my middle, keeping his weight on his forearms. I'm trapped under him. Helpless.

I turn my face, burying my moan in the sheets.

"That's it," he croons. "Let go, little mate. Take what your mate gives you."

I do. Bones pounds into me and I'm lost to the sensations. Every time his hips meet my ass, the pressure inside me builds higher and higher.

"Bones, Bones. God, yes," I sob into the sheets.

His thumb flicks over my clit, driving me to the edge.

"Give it to me," Bones orders. "Now."

I come, the pleasure crashing through me. My vision goes white and all I can do is cling to him and ride out the waves.

He roars, his thrusts becoming erratic and hard.

"You're mine. Mine," he snarls, slamming into me one last time.

"Yes, yes. Bones. Mate," I babble.

"Fuck."

He shudders, coming inside me. It's an odd sensation. Warm. But nothing compared to the feeling of his love pouring into the mate bond, surrounding me.

When Bones' is spent, he rolls to his side, taking me with him. His cock is still hard and it twitches inside me. I moan, clenching around him.

"Mate," he whispers, kissing along my shoulders.

"Yours," I confirm, pressing my cheek to the arm beneath my head.

His fingers strum over my over sensitized clit and I shudder, my legs twitching. I groan, shaking my head and pushing at his hand. "Too much," I gasp.

His laugh, a quiet rumble, is full of affection but he relents. He eases out of me and I know I should insist we clean up. When he drapes me across his chest, I can't bring myself to part with him yet. He runs his hands over me, his strokes lazy and full of affection. It lulls me until I'm half-asleep.

"I was afraid you'd reject me after the hanger."