BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M

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The moment Patrea appeared naked in front of me, all I could think about was the many ways I would f*uck her if I got my chance tonight. But what she revealed to me made the anger I felt for my deceased father reach its peak.

And I had no f*ucking idea how I was able to control myself and the fire within me. Maybe because I was more focused on making Patrea feel better than on my anger at this point.

I knew my father had been abusing females, and I bore witness to some of it. I never thought of the weight of all the abuse until it smacked me in the face. It made me ponder all the things I’d done in the past. They were nothing compared to what Lucien did to her or Lucija’s mother, but it still made me embarrassed for my own deed.

It made me question my purpose as a demon. I never saw anything wrong with what we were doing, maybe because it was the way we lived. We were so used to torturing dark souls, living and dead, that it became part of our daily lives until we began torturing and playing with souls who didn’t deserve to be tortured.

Patrea was clinging to my body as my hands trailed down her back, my fingers skimming against her scarred skin.

She asked me if I was repulsed by them. I wasn’t. And I believed her scar, just made her more beautiful in my eyes.

Her arms went around my neck as she pressed her naked body against mine and I couldn’t help but put my hands on her waist, brushing and squeezing it softly.

“I never saw a scar as beautiful as yours, Patrea.” And I meant that.

“You’re too nice, Lucius. But thank you.”

I closed my eyes and willed for real skin to show. She asked me what my demon looked like, and I wanted to show her a part of it tonight.

Soon, thick black veins were creeping down my arms and everywhere in my body, up to my face. I was like a walking human tattoo: my whole body was covered with black ink that looked like the veins in human skin, while my hands were pure black. O

“Lucius…” She withdrew from hugging me as her eyes widened. “Is this your demon skin?”

I nodded. “Is it repulsive?” I used the same term she used earlier.

She shook her head before she raised her hand and asked. “Can I? They’re just like tattoos.”

they became so thick that they covered

her fingers along my neck, and I was guessing she was following the path of the visible veins there. “I always wondered

a tail.”

very slow, tortuous motion, and it was making me

said her name in

sorry. It’s just

caught hers. “Can I do the same thing, run my fingers on your

valley of her breasts, trailing the scar across the

it, but I won’t.” My voice came out needy, and I was not able to stop it. “if

with her as I slowly retracted

me to hear. I didn’t waste any more time as I tipped my head down and let my

I was hesitant because I didn’t want her to push me away. But I couldn’t stop my hand – it went on its own accord and cupped her

her breast so that it made me snap my head up to look at her at the same time her arousal seeped into

had her eyes closed and her mouth parted as she continued to guide my hand. I adjusted my position and lifted her off the

didn’t steer away. Instead, she whimpered in between our kisses while my hand played with her

it reached her throbbing core. Patrea was so f*ucking wet that I wanted to begin ramming my fingers into her, but I remembered

on her ass. I thought she was moving away, but she just turned her body

with just touching me? I’m not ready for the real thing yet…” She asked

hand massaged her wet core

drooling at the sight of her wet p*ussy. I was still massaging her clit, and just brushing my fingers on her wet folds when

demanding one?” I chuckled before plunging three

a seductive moan as I began stroking in and out of her. Her wetness created that squeaking noise that accompanied my

too wet, Patrea. One day I would eat this p*ussy from morning until evening.” I groaned as I

on her p*ussy, and it made me withdraw mine. She inserted two fingers inside her

were raised, and she dipped them directly into my mouth and made me suck on them,

enjoyed it every time, but no one made me feel as euphoric as I was feeling

was giving me a taste of heaven, my own

of my thrusts, our groans and grunts filling her bedroom. Not long

and mouth parted, while I kept pushing my fingers in and out of her, hooking them in to hit her walls while my thumb rubbed her swollen clit. I just wanted her to ride

slap her p*ussy and instead contented myself with rubbing

she coiled her arms around my neck and nuzzled it with her

her as my hands held her tightly. I was getting used

didn’t come last night

f*ucked myself while you were sleeping.” I chuckled