Page 26 of Cuddly Demon

When Onyx takes a bite, his eyes widen in surprise. "Oh wow. This is incredible. You're an amazing cook."

My cheeks burn, and I smile. I… feel like I'm doing something right. Something special only for him.

"Thank you." I blink hard, fending off silly emotions.

Growing up, my parents never praised me when I did things right. All they did was get upset with me when I refused to become a lawyer. Onyx's kind words are a soothing balm my soul didn't even realize it needed.

Onyx takes my hands in his. "Saint, you're so special. I'm so glad I have you in my life. I don't know what I'd do without you. It's not only the food—it's everything."

I blush. "You don't have to lie to me."

"I'm deadly serious. You're sweet, thoughtful, sexy, and you're an amazing chef. I'll never go hungry again around you—I already know that."

My heart soars. I never thought I'd find someone who could appreciate me. Someone who could make me feel this special and loved.

"Mmm," I purr, my lips moving dangerously close to his. "You know exactly how to make me happy."

Onyx's lower lip brushes against mine, and he pants heavily. "I think breakfast can wait."

With a growl, Onyx lifts me onto the counter. I moan with delight, my eyes widening. Onyx chuckles, his lips trailing down my neck.

"I've wanted to do this since the first time I saw you," he whispers.

My heart races as Onyx unbuttons my pajama top. His hands slide over my chest, and I arch into his touch, my breathing quickening.

"Onyx," I whimper, my eyes rolling back in pleasure as my cock grows. It doesn't matter that we're in the communal kitchen. If anyone walks in, let them see.

Onyx rips my PJ top all the way off, and I gasp when his hands find my nipples and tease them. His fingertips dance over my skin, and I swear, I'm ready to come right here and now.

"Holy fuck." My head jolts back, and my hips cant up. "Oh, Onyx. This feels so good."

Onyx dips his index finger in the whipped cream, then brings it to my lips. "I wonder what's sweeter. You or the whipped cream."

I suck his finger as he drops between my legs, then takes my cock in his mouth. A horny cry escapes me, heat bursting in my gut as Onyx licks and sucks me, driving me wild.

God, he knows all the right spots. I'm so inexperienced compared to him.

I grab onto Onyx's hair and cry out with pleasure as he brings me to the brink of orgasm. I'm panting, my whole body shaking with pleasure, my cum rising in my balls.

Onyx slaps my shaft with his tongue. "Come in my throat. Do it, beautiful boy."

Holy. Fuck.

Onyx isn't only talented beyond my wildest imagination. He has a dirty mouth, one that's possessive and feral.

My eyes clamp shut. "I-I'm trying to hold off!"

"Not around me." Onyx wags his tongue devilishly. "Be a good boy and let go."

I scream, need jackhammering my core as cum splatters out of my dick. It squirts into Onyx's mouth, painting the back of his throat in white.

Onyx growls as he slurps up my cum, licking my shaft clean. He strokes me, his firm fingers tugging my shaft measuredly, refusing to let me off the hook too easily.

When Onyx is done, he looks up at me with a smirk. "I could eat you up all day."

My cheeks flush, and my heart flutters. Onyx is so naughty and seductive—nothing beats it. No character in a book I've read. No actor in a dirty video.

"I want to please you." I reach for his pants, desperate to see him. "I'm ready."