Claiming of a Sex Demon (8 page)

She laughed, but sobs still escaped.

“That’s more like it,” he joked.

“Tears of joy. I promise.”

Reza cupped her face and wiped away the tear tracks. “Gods,
I—”

“I love you.” The words came in a rush, and all Reza’s pain
fled at Emmerie’s words.

“Is this because I was on the verge of death? Hell, I’ll
take it.”

Her lips covered his, cutting off his words. Her mouth
convinced him of her intense desire for him. Her lips sought his out in a promise,
a promise that they would have eternity together. She released him, but gently
maneuvered on top of him. Her flimsy nightgown left little to the imagination,
and his cock hardened beneath her.

“Are you well?” She purred, her eyes branding him with blue
fire, taking Reza to a new state of arousal.

“Never been better.”

“It’s about to get better.” Emmerie pulled the gown up over
her head.

Gods, it is about to get better.
“I love you,
Emmerie. I’m going to worship you forever. I never want to have another.”

Her finger pressed against his lips, silencing him. “I
know.”

His hands found the smooth contour of her stomach and traced
the outline of her body, finding her curves and squeezing. He leaned up to kiss
her, but the pain in his wound burned.

“Relax.” Emmerie bent over on top of him, finding his lips
and easing him back into the pillow.

His cock throbbed beneath her, but she slid down him,
tugging his pants along with her. Slowly, his legs were free of the fabric and
his hard length sprang free.

“You are fully recovered, aren’t you?” She smiled,
straddling him once more. His body ached as he watched her prepare to slide
atop him. “I’m going to make love to you now, Reza.”

The admission nearly sent him over the edge. “Wait.” His hesitation
caused surprise to flicker over her expression. “Come to me.”

She looked confused, so Reza reached out and grabbed her
thighs, pulling her toward him. When she realized his intentions, her eyes
widened and she squirmed against his grip. But his desire made him strong, and
he brought her legs to straddle his face. He sank into the pillow and relaxed
into the pleasure of tasting her.

“Oh my God,” she gasped.

Reza still gripped her thighs; they quivered on both sides
of him as he licked her exposed core. From this position, he had the perfect
view of her womanhood, and the smell and taste of her honey cured all his
wounds. His lips kissed her sweet bud in its nestled location just above his
mouth. Her desire became liquid need against his tongue, and she arched her
back against the pleasure.

“Okay, now we’re ready.” His voice was gruff, and his need
to have her was obvious.

Her smile lit the room as she scooted back down his torso
and positioned herself above his thick shaft. It bobbed, ready to meet her
tender flesh. Gods, he wanted her more than anything.

Her eyes became a blue sky against the sun shining through
the window, closing to half-mast in pleasure as she slid down on him. Her core
tightened around him and his body reacted with a wave of desire. It took all he
had not to arch his body into her. His own pain be damned, he wanted to take
her and never let go. He wanted to explore every inch of her slippery folds.

“You feel so good.” The angel had become his kitten, purring
with satisfaction as she filled with his length.

“You’re my heaven, Emmerie. Thank the gods I found you.”

The wetness he’d prepared her with helped her glide up and
down on him. “I’ve never done it like this,” she confessed. The knowledge made
him twitch inside of her. “Oh.” She moaned at his reaction.

“You’re perfect.”

She arched her back, and he knew she was feeling every inch
of him. She began quickening her pace, riding him in an erotic dance. Her hips
ground against his loins in slow circles, and her inner heat nearly had him coming
already. Her eyes locked on his, but each time she sank down on him completely,
her lids closed to half-mast. Her smile was made for pleasure. The sight of it
caused Reza’s body to begin refueling. She squeezed tight around him, and Reza
knew they were both nearing climax. Her body was a wave on top of him, her
breasts bouncing gently through the sensual ride.

“Gods, you’re beautiful, Emmerie.” His hands went to the
place where her core met his torso and he fondled her bud. It was swollen with
need, and when he touched it as she continued to grind against him, she
shuddered.

“Yes.” She screamed with pleasure and he felt her coming on
top of him. She squeezed tight around his cock, milking out his own pleasure. A
climax like he’d never experienced before hit him like an explosion, painful
ecstasy shooting through his body like a drug through his veins. His body
became new again, revived by the peak.

Reza grabbed hold of Emmerie’s soft bum and flipped
positions with her. Her back gently landed on the bed and he reentered her. She
screamed with pleasure and surprise.

“Reza, you’re hurt,” she protested, but the ecstasy of her
climax still lingered on her face as he drove into her once more.

“I’m perfect, lover. You’ve made me whole again. Now, time
for round two.”

* * * *

Just when Emmerie thought the tremors of pleasure were over,
Reza drove into her once more. With her back to the bed, she had an exquisite
view of her lover in all his glory. Reza’s long torso may have been bandaged,
but it didn’t hide the massive length of hard muscle. He was an image of
strength, and each time he thrust into her, his muscles tightened, causing
butterflies to take flight in her stomach. He slammed into her with a raw
sensual power that made Emmerie tremble. He wasn’t treating her like a fragile
young woman. He was making love to her as if there were no tomorrow. And she
loved it. He would leave no crevice of her body unclaimed.

Another powerful thrust crashed into her, causing her
breasts to bounce, only to be claimed by Reza’s mouth. For the first time in
her life, Emmerie knew what it was like to be a goddess. Sharp teeth nibbled on
her sensitive peaks as his shaft continued to slam into her, seeking out the
depth that would bring her the most pleasure. He’d found it, and as he reached
deep, her body trembled with pleasure like she’d never before experienced.

“You’re right.” She laughed in ecstasy, giddy with pleasure.
“This is much better than the spoon.”

He released her pink tip from between his teeth only to
smile at her, causing a new flood of desire to swarm her body. “I vow that
you’ll never use that spoon again.”

His eyes burned down upon her like a sensual fire. Ecstasy
danced across the handsome planes of his face, a seductive smile promising her
more bliss to come. His slow thrusts reached deep inside of her. Each time he
extended into her depths, he pulled her closer, and she inhaled the scent of
him. After lying in her bed for so many days, Reza smelled of cotton and timber
fires, like home. Another deep thrust rocked her and ecstasy barreled toward
her once more. She’d been left on the edge of bliss ever since her first
orgasm, and now, he brought her to the brink once more.

“Yes!”

He clutched her hair and kissed her lips as he quickened the
pace, sending them both over the edge once more. He didn’t stop as pleasure
washed over them, he went harder and faster. The bed shook under the force of
their lovemaking. Emmerie climaxed hard to the sound of the bed rocking hard
against the wall. The fire flickered from the hearth, but it couldn’t compare
to the heat washing over her body. Her hands were clammy as she grabbed hold of
Reza’s shoulders and prepared for another climax. The next explosion made her
see stars, and she chuckled at the overwhelming amount of pleasure. A smile
couldn’t be avoided.

“That’s right, my love.” Reza looked down at her with sheer
satisfaction in his grin. He slowed his thrusts, but still sought of the
deepest crevice of her core, as if bidding her body good night before finally
pulling out.

“Oh my God,” she panted.

He didn’t collapse on top of her like she expected. Instead,
he propped himself up and gazed down upon her. “Have I mentioned that I love
you?”

“Yep.” Excitement sent lightning through her body and she
was left with the tingling of a love buzz.

“You’re a healer.”

“I am?”

“You’ve brought the pleasure my body needed to recover.”

Em’s hand went to the wound at his side and began to peel
away the bandage.

“Not that wound, my love. I’d been too long without, a sex
demon needs climax to stay healthy. When we go without, our body begins to
break down.”

“Oh, my.” Worry gnawed at her.

“What’s wrong?” He pushed a tendril of hair out of her face.

“I…I won’t be enough for you.”

“Emmerie, since the first day I laid eyes upon you, no one
else would ever have been enough. If you left me tomorrow, I would surely
wither away and die. Even if I laid with another woman, I’d never find
pleasure. There is only you. Bind with me, Emmerie. Will you spend forever with
me?”

Her jaw dropped as her heart clenched tight. He wanted to
bind himself to her. She’d done so with Lennox, but her brother said that
Lennox had already seen the town Mage and undone the binding, which could be
performed upon true heartbreak.

“Nothing has ever made me as happy as when I’m with you,
Reza. You surprise me. You let me be myself. Of course I want to spend forever
with you.”

Reza rolled, sweeping Emmerie into his arms so that she was
now on top of him. He pulled her into the most passionate kiss of her life. Her
toes curled and caressed the warm skin of his leg as they savored the taste of
each other. A smile from Reza ended the kiss, but filled Emmerie with
happiness.

“All right, once more, then I’ll go into town for the Mage.”
Reza shot her a seductive grin before trailing his kisses down her neck, and
lower to her breast. He suckled on her pink tips, sending warmth to her core.
God, he made her so hot. His kisses found the tender flesh between her legs and
they began the slow adventure into ecstasy.

At sunset,
Emmerie and Reza stood before the Mage. Rather than do the binding in town
before scrutinizing eyes, Reza had brought the town seer to Hidden Lake.

“Where we first met.”

“Well, not first.” Emmerie smiled, remembering their
encounter in town with young Riley.

“The first meeting that counted, the day I made my
intentions known. When I saw you smile in that lake, Emmerie, I was done for.”

The Mage cleared her throat. The seer was at least one
hundred years old, and yet she looked eternally youthful, stuck at thirteen
years old. Mages held a powerful position in a society and kept villages in
order. Not as a dictator, but as a guiding light.

“I should have you know, Emmerie Winter, that I foresaw this
day. Much heartache had to come, and yet, it was the only way for everyone to
find their lifemates.”

Emmerie recalled the day she bound herself to Lennox. It
wasn’t a fancy ceremony, but since they’d been betrothed since youth, it made
sense.

The Mage glowed before them, a fuzzy white aura penetrating
the air around the young girl. A bright smile came from the youth. “Yes. Yes,
this is all working out just as I saw. And Lennox will be pleased as well,” the
Mage’s chipper voice advised.

The knowledge made Emmerie happy, albeit in disbelief, but
she didn’t have time to contemplate Lennox’s future. The young Mage grabbed her
hand and put it within Reza’s. Enveloping their hands together with her own, a
vibrant glow became a ball of light bright enough to rival the sun.

“Oh, yes, this will be good.” The seer’s eyes became a hazy
white cloud as she saw the future.

Reza tightened his hold on Emmerie’s hands. “I vow to
treasure you for the rest of our lives, to protect and pleasure you. I promise
that I will always love you for exactly who you are, whoever you choose to be,
Emmerie. Your smile will always be my home.”

The Mage beside them fell away and all Emmerie saw was Reza.
Happiness danced in his golden gaze, a serenity that she never wanted to be
without. “I promise to follow you to the ends of the earth as your lifemate.
I’ll never be away from you, and every second that passes you will know love. I
never truly smiled until we spoke, and my body never belonged to another until
I was in your arms. I want to stay there forever.”

“And so you are bound to each other.” The Mage took her
hands away and the glowing stopped. But the happiness in Emmerie’s heart didn’t
dim.

“I love you, Emmerie.”

“I love you more.”

Now,
that
glowing continued for the rest of her life.

Jaye Shields holds a degree in Anthropology from San
Francisco State University with an emphasis in archaeology. Her previous claims
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