Epilogue
LUNA
There was only one way to make my cranky princess happy. I was well versed in all her moods. Yet when I came home from the club for the night she wasn't subtle. She was lying on the end of the bed, her heels rested on the edge with her thighs wide. On the way to take care of my grumpy girl, I removed my black tunic shirt and tossed it aside.
Stopping on the thick rug she'd added to the floor, I stared down at her pouty face. Three years had passed since I met her, every day was better than the one before. I spread my hands over her inner thighs and stroked upward, she arched violently on the bed when I drew my thumbs along her fuzzy, plump lips. Pushing just enough to tease her clit at the top of her slit. My mouth watered thinking about her taste.
"Is my princess grumpy tonight?" I asked, as I leaned forward and licked from her clenching little hole to the hardness of her clit.
"Not now that you're home." Her fingers fisted in my hair and she roughly tugged me between her thighs.
My favorite thing, lush earmuffs as she squeezed my head demanding just what she wanted. I'd turned my innocent good girl into a demanding, spoiled princess that I'd accused her of when I learned of her existence. Holding her thighs in my hands, my claws sinking into the curves as I gave her head until her muffled orders slipped through.
I chuckled, anyone who saw my girl on a daily basis considered her sweet and shy, but in the sanctuary of our bedroom she ruled me. She was never denied anything, from sex to presents all she had to do was part her full lips and ask. Flexing my legs, I slid her farther up the bed until I spread out between her. My thumb circled her little nub as I began to fuck her with my long tongue.
The soles of her feet flattened on either side of my spine, her toes teasing the sensitive spikes. I raised my gaze to find her staring at me from under heavy lids. Her breasts plumped by her arms. Her thick nipples were larger and more sensitive, the longer she was my mate the more she bonded to me. Our connection was unbreakable, she absorbed my pleasure through our connection.
For hours the previous night, I settled between her legs. One orgasm transitioned into another until she passed out, and I was left to clean her up and get her comfortable. My princess was insatiable. And I couldn't get enough. I roughly tongue fucked her, forcing her hips from the bed. She released my hair to claw at the sheets as she twisted and came hard on my face. I didn't slip my tongue from her until the muscles of her pussy relaxed.
As I wrapped my lips around her clit, I suckled it almost too gently as I stretched up my arms to massage her breasts, pinch her peaks with my middle and forefinger. Rolling them painfully until she gasped for me.
"More," she demanded as she rocked against my face.
I chuckled and then I felt her teeth sink into the side of my hand to show me what she thought of my amusement. I shoved my arm beneath her and flipped her, easily placing her in position to straddle my head. The first time I'd told her to sit on my face she'd balked at the idea, but I made her relish it. I kissed her pretty little clit. Suckled when she rose to keep her in place. I knew what she wanted. As much as she loved me worshiping between her thighs, she loved when I fucked her.
No matter how I could have her, I submitted to her demands. Anyone who was allowed into our personal life found amusement in how the princess ruled one of the most dangerous creatures to exist. I felt no shame in that. She scooted down until she sat on my belly. Her wetness smearing over my skin.
"Does your female not satisfy you? Our mating getting too stale for you?" I asked with a smirk as she tore at the front of my pants.
"I want it and you'll give it to me."
"You're so adorable when you attempt to glare at me."
I knew what would happen, the more I irritated her, the harder her nails would tear at my back. The faster she'd bounce on my cock, so I could watch all her lushness move above me. I was dangerously obsessed with my mate, my wife. The black ring on her finger shone in the glittering candlelight. I'd placed it there, no ceremony but we'd spoken our own promises and vows. She worked my pants to the middle of my thighs.
"Fuck, greedy girl," I hissed through clenched teeth as she took me in one smooth glide.
"If you won't give it to me, I have to take it," she whimpered, and then her hips swiveled, and then rocked to the front of back.
I sat up to capture her lips, my grip on her thighs urged her to rock faster. Her softness had grown over our time together, her curves cushioning me lovingly. Everything about her turned me on. Her scent. Taste. The way she took me without hesitation. She hated when I hid my nature from her. The times I shifted to a more pleasing form she snarled her nose and ignored me until I looked like hers again.
Our bodies came together in a violent clash. While I was more dominant physically, my greedy girl knew how to break me until she drove me to my knees at her feet. My belly and thighs grew soaked with her arousal, her scent filled the room. I tipped my head back until she brought her mouth down onto mine. She teased until I stuck out my tongue so she could suck it like she did my cock to wake me up every day.
Her hard nipples branded my chest as they slid through the sweat that covered my chest. Nothing was ever enough for us. Our love for each other consumed us.
"Fuck, my slutty girl. You can't get your fill of your female's cock, can you? Give me what I need," I demanded as I fell back to enjoy the view of her above me, the spikes on my back flattening into the indent of my spine. My tail wrapped around her right thigh.
I wanted to see her like this for the rest of my existence. When we were both gray and weary at the end of our days, she'd ride me as she whispered my name. Screamed her love as she soaked me with her release. I smirked as she whined and threw her head back, her favorite part of me fucking her was the rings swelling to torture the walls of her cunt, especially that one spot that made her begin to fight.
Once that happened, I pinned her to the bed and forced her to take it, even as she begged me for the mercy she knew I didn't possess. My stomach sucked in as my shoulder left the bed as her strong, plump thighs worked her along my length. Sweat slicked her body under my hands as I stroked and molded her curves until they fit me perfectly.
Fear came through our connection, no matter how many times we fucked, made love, there was always that point where it became too much for her. As she started to push at my chest to get off me, I flipped her under me. My hand around her throat kept her in place as I brutalized her. I caught her gaze with mine to find her pupils had pushed out the pale green.
Her nails tore at my forearm, my chest, and I only turned more savage as she began to pulse around the tight fit as my cock swelled inside, preparing to lock me deep. I couldn't take my focus from where our bodies met. She was flushed and plumped with arousal. Pleasure and pain were the same when it came to us, I hissed and bared my teeth as her orgasm left her in a violent rush, soaking us as I worked her faster to reach my own release.
Once she screamed her throat raw, I slammed until my pelvis sealed to hers, and I filled her. The ridges pulsed with each spurt of cum settling off a series of smaller orgasms in my mate. I collapsed onto her, letting her body cushion mine.
She fought for every breath, our hearts beat a frantic space inside my head. I gently kissed her, my lips lovingly taking her.
"I love you, princess," I whispered against her smile.
"One of these days, Mistress, you're going to break your mate."
"No, no, no, love, I want to keep you whole and happy. Keeping my Princess happy with regularly fucking is my pleasure."
"Are you still happy with me, Luna?" she asked with that edge of insecurity she still possessed on occasion when she felt emotional.
"You're everything to me, Ivory. Fate gifted a demon with the perfect mate. I'll never take that for granted. I'm more worried that one day you'll grow tired of putting up with what I do. How much I hate most of humanity. The damage I cause every night without a single regret."
Soft fingers combed my hair back from my face, stroked along the sharpness of my cheekbones. I wasn't a beautiful creature, it wasn't meant for Hags. We were created to instill overwhelming fear. To tear apart a person's sanity, break them a little more with every night they lay paralyzed with fear.
"You love me. What more could a spoiled princess need?" She smiled as she brushed her mouth to mine. "I love you for who you are with me, not for the purpose you were created for. One day you'll retire. Until then I can share… just a little bit."
I turned us to our sides and slipped free with a sense of loss. I cuddled her close to my chest. This was my gift, what I earned for what I had to do. That was more than I hoped for myself.
"There is nowhere you can run that I wouldn't hunt you down."
"Foreplay," she whispered and giggled, before I got us out of bed and carried her to the bathroom to clean up.
Before her I'd never imagined I'd be happy, apathy was all I felt. With her I felt everything and I wouldn't sacrifice her for anything in the world.
THE END