Page 64 of Speak No Evil
I’m as hard as solid iron.
None have pulled my true form.
Because none were my mate.
I crash into her warmth. Her slick flesh parts for me and pulls me in.
She takes my breath away—the feeling of her fully wrapped around my length, her gem-green eyes rolling back—it’s torture and ecstasy and coming home all in the same moment.
I take a moment, stilling within her. I don’t know if she needs it, but I certainly do.
If Jade were human, this wouldn’t work.
I’d planned on taking weeks, months if need be, to work up to it. To slowly stretch her body until she was comfortable taking me in this form.
But my lesser self was in charge when I skewered her human form on my demon cock. I’m uncertain why or even what exactly happened, but my lesser self brought about her resurrection, her demon form.
And now, upon scenting her demon blood while in full control of my faculties, I have to admit, I’m equally obsessed as I am perplexed.
None of this is possible.
And yet, here I am, buried to the hilt in a demoness bearing the color of my magic on her flesh.
Jade’s legs shake and give out, so I hold her to the wall by the hips and watch myself draw out of her slowly.
A low rattling purr begins in my chest, but before it finds its way out, Jade seizes the base of my cock.
Claws and all.
A chill runs down my legs at the sweet agony of it, and I grab a fistful of her hair to give her a taste of the delicious dichotomy.
“Release me, demoness,” I whisper against the cool flesh of her cheek.
“I won’t. Not until you agree to two terms.”
“Gruxachßfach!Name them.”
“Then you agree?”
I almost laugh at her shrewdness. “Not until you name your terms, devil-woman.” The new pet name comes out naturally and settles well in the air. I think I’ll keep it.
“First, I’m going to the fae city. You can come if you must, but you won’t stop me.”
I hate agreeing to it, but no demon in history has ever successfully tamed the wild spirit of the females in our race.
It’s why my kind exterminated them so many generations ago.
“Fine. And the next?”
The moment I acquiesce, she releases my cock. Begrudgingly, if only because I enjoyed the feeling of her claws on my flesh, I release her hair.
A sharper expression blooms in her gaze. More serious, more focused. Her pupils narrow as she says her next words. “I don’t know how this new body changes our, um, reproductive compatibility…”
I should have known. Jade wants assurances she won’t become pregnant. Understandable, considering her coven’s practices.
“Oh, I think I know—”
“Shut up and let me finish.”