Page 26 of Demon Rider

I laugh, and pull her up to my lap. Her legs straddling my thighs, with her pussy right over my dick that is hardening at her closeness.

“Baby, I will be your anything and everything.” Her eyes darken with lust, and fuck my cock jerks behind the zipper.

Her thighs tense around me, and I see her nipples harden beneath her shirt. Licking her lips, she moves closer, pressing her lips against mine. This is the first time she has initiated a kiss between us.

My tongue delves into her mouth, swallowing her soft moans. Fingers digging into her ass, tits pressed against me, mouth on her, she rocks back and forth needing friction to ease some of the desire that is stirring in her.

“I need you, Tyson.” Her breathy voice sounds making my cock go rock hard.

“Then have me, baby.”

With my hands cupping her ass, I move us to the bed. She removes her T-shirt, then her bra, I quickly follow stripping down to nothing. My cock twitches seeing her eyes on me.

I like her eyes on me.

She licks her lips, watching me move over her. Her eyes darken, as the lust takes over. My Reaper hisses when my cock notches at her cunt, the heat and wetness.

“I can’t get you pregnant, baby.” I needed her to know before I fuck her bare.

Her eyes twitch, but she covers it, her hands reaching up to cup my face.

“As long as I have you, I am golden, baby.”

“Fuck.” Her words strike my dead heart, making it kick.

“I am not sure how all this works, but I know that you will guild me through it. You are mine, as much as I am yours, Tyson.”

Reaching between us, I line my cock up, pushing into her pussy, not once taking my eyes off her face. I want to see her take me, see what she looks like when she comes.

“You fucking own me, Kristina. My mate.” I slam home, her cries fill the room, feeding my Reaper.

He loves her, hell, I do too. She is ours.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Kristina

Something in my body recognizes Tyson as soon as he fills me with his cock.

My soul feels complete, something I never knew happened.

His cages me in, while his hips move, dragging his cock in and out of me in a smooth motion. It feels out of this fucking world.

Sex has always been okay with other men, and yes, I did climax, but this with Tyson feels like something unworldly. Which is fitting since he is a supernatural being.

A fucking Reaper of all things.

Does it scare me? No. I know that Tyson would never hurt me. I knew that the second our gazes connected at the building. It was like something tethered me to him.

“Oh, that feels good. I feel so full.” I pant as he fucks me.

“Like nothing before.” He growl, surging forward.

I cry out from the sudden thrust, his pelvis pressing against my clit with every movement. Tyson’s breath is hot against my cheek, both of us panting, with slicked skin, as he moves.

My hands are on the back of his neck, keeping him right where I wants him, close enough to feel every tremor rolling through him.

“Damn it,” he mutters, voice rough and low. “You have no idea what you do to me.”