Say my name

On his bed and he was on top of her, looking at her eyes. She had no time to talk and just grabbed his head to meet his lips. He devoured her lips, sucking, tongue to tongue, and nibbled her lower lip. His hand was cupping her cheek, caressing her face and her neck. No one will stop. They are on the verge of desiring to explore each other. They lose their way of thinking and all they want is to touch each other.

She gasped for air as soon as he left her lips, nibbled her chin and sucked it. Her back arched as he started licking it down to her neck, slowly. Then bit her collar bone. She moaned, feeling so hot all over, so alive all over.

A small groan escaped from her mouth as she felt his hands travelling around her body. Surprised, she just watched him remove her clothes that she didn't even notice were torn. She was now naked, fully naked in his eyes that were looking down on her. She was like an angel who was sprawled into his bed, wanting and desiring to be touched. Her soft lips were apart, she was breathing hard while staring at his desiring turquoise eyes.

"Can I... touch you?"

He doesn't intend to ask permission but he wants to hear her say she wants him. He wants to assure so she won't regret it sooner. And he wants her so bad. So bad, that he wants her to scream all night long with no refrain of voicing it out.

"S-Sí, mí marido." She spoke, cheek flushed, breath shorten.

"Own me."

With that, he devoured her lips again as his hand traveled to her ticklish and sweet spot. She couldn't feel any sign of his long nails as he held her left thigh and spread her legs. He was now sucking her breast and nibbling her nipples while his other hand was on the other playing with it.

She has no escape to moan loud, whenever she stops herself, he would pleasure her, hard and more. She is going crazy. She can't think of anything anymore. All she wants is him...

only him.

Her eyes widened when he started unbuttoning his upper pajama and strip right in front of her eyes. She was shocked, there is no hair anymore. It was a well built body of a man who made her gulp and seduced. She clenched her thighs as he moved down his pants. Nervous, pleasured, and desiring, she met his eyes that were intently looking at her. He slowly leaned his head closer to her and stopped an inch between their noses.

"You will scream. As loud as I want, querida."

He sucked up her lips gripping her hands as he tasted her cavern. She moans as their bodies grind on each other, skin to skin, lips to lips, he prisoned her hand with his one hand and felt his other hand rubbed her inner thighs making her jerk, arch her back, and twirl her toes. She stopped breathing as she felt something on her entrance.

She searched for his eyes and he is looking at her, desire drawn into his face. He started pushing himself to her, slowly and carefully, as she gasped for air opening her mouth.

"m-mí querido..." She mumbled gripping his shoulder, hands and legs trembling.

Breathing hard, she looked back at his eyes that were still intently looking at her. She bit her lips to stop her scream as he started thrusting. She arched her back, gripped the bed sheet tight, as he thrust more.

A loud moan escaped from her mouth when he made one hard thrust. She's losing herself. She's going crazy. She wants more. more...

"M-Marido..."

Another scream escaped from her mouth as he started moving faster. Arching her back, her head is moving side to side as her hands travel anywhere to grip. She's losing control. She cannot think properly anymore. She's going crazy.

He pleasured her, every minute and every second. He didn't let her escape a single scream when he thrust himself, faster and harder. When she's about to give in, he would wake her up with his fangs, nibbling her skin, and sucking her neck. He didn't let a second pass, no, he wouldn't, until dawn and until another dawn.

She woke up two days after that endless sex feeling weak and can't walk. She was now in the bathtub, pampered by him, and watching her play with the bubbles.

"Wash my hair, querido." She commanded and he obliged. With him washing her hair, she continued blowing the bubbles on her skin until she's done and he rinsed her up.

He then lifted her up to put on a bathrobe and again, carry her to the bed. He then fed her, by himself, with his hands.

"Aren't you planning to cut your hair? I like that hair. It looks good."

"I won't cut it."

She smiled as she took a spoonful from him.

"Thanks for the veggie by the way."

He kissed her temple as an answer.

"Read me the myth of Medusa later, you should." She commanded.

"Sí." He answered and gave her a spoonful.

"Does it hurt there?" He looked at her then down her lower abdomen.

"Yes. I almost couldn't piss, it hurt." She blushed, half laughing because of his worried eyes.

"I'm sorry."

She smiled.

"You have never touched a woman, querido. It's natural for you to get hungry in sex. But I'm glad I'm the first."

"I want more."

She stilled looking at him in disbelief.

"So you really need fifteen days? We have only done it in two days and I couldn't walk..." She gasped.

"How did you know it was fifteen days? Does it really require fifteen days of endless sex and the cursed will break?"

He kissed her lips and licked something beside her lip, surprising her. He then sat back and continued giving her a spoonful.

"Nevarro said he had sex with his mate within fiftern days. But in those fifteen days, he had been intimate with her and spent all their time together."

"Nevarro? You mean Thiago?" She gulped, unable to believe what she just heard.

"He was able to break his curse twenty-six years ago."

She was stunned. Totally stunned that she couldn't speak because of shock. So all this time, Thiago was free?

"All demons were cursed and as you said, I am a special case because I was the descendant of the first King." He started to explain nonchalantly.

She wasn't expecting him to say more about them but the way he spoke it out, it felt like they have known each other for so long, and that he trusts this information to her. While receiving his spoonful, she listened to him attentively.

"They can touch humans but there is a consequence. They lose 1 day of their lifespan in the demon calendar but there is also an exception, which is, if the human has some special intuition towards them, they won't lose a day of lifespan." Now he is speaking more carefree and casual, making her admire all the way. She let him speak and speak.

"I can't touch humans. I can't see the sunlight because I'll burn my skin unlike them. My appearance is displeased and they can enjoy the Night of Cambiar."

"Can you tell me about this Demon calendar?" She spoke.

"A decade in our calendar is just like a year in your calendar. But a decade of ours is twenty years in yours. Let's say, Savage is 80 years old in your calendar but he is only 4 decades old on ours, it's like he is 4 years old."

"Thiago is five hundred years old in our calendar right? So five hundred divided by twenty hmm..."

"Twenty five decades."

"Oh. No wonder he is the oldest among you. How about you?"

"I'm five. Five decades old."

"Woah. You are pretty young in your calendar!" She clapped her hands. And now he leaned closed to her to kiss her lips and licked the side of her lips. He then handed her a fruit juice.

Blushing, she reached it and drank it. After taking two sips, she just found out that she was attacked by his lips, devouring it. Before she could lose her grip to the glass she's holding, he snatched it on her hand, pushed her on the bed, rolled her over and just found her bathrobe torn. She arched her back when she felt a liquid pouring down her back and gasped when she felt his tongue licking those liquid on her body. She could smell it, it was the fruit juice.

She tightened her grip on the manta as he devoured, nibbled, sucked, and nuzzled her back until then she felt his lips going up to her shoulder, to her neck, and then her earlobe as he grind his naked body to her. She moaned, arched her back, and twirled her toes as she felt his length between her butt cheeks.

"Tell me you want me, querida."

She whimpered after hearing his sexy low voice on her left ear sending every piece of lust all over her body.

"Own me. Own me breathless, querido. Por favor ah!" A loud scream escaped from her mouth after entering her entrance without notice.

"What's my name, darling?"

She gasped, moaning in pleasure as he started a low thrust and moved her left leg sideways.

"My name, darling." He blows her earlobe making her lose her mind.

"A-Aeruz...V-Vauchuss..." Another scream escaped from her mouth as he started pounding fast.

"Full name, darling." He whispered once more and she's going crazy.

"Aeruz Vauchuss Bronaugh!

Zendejas Mondriguero!"

He wrapped his left hand into her abdomen to lift it up, surprising her. Still inside her, he kissed her back again before going back to her ears.

"I shall pleasure you, my darling."