The Demon Duke and I by Marian Tee

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    One hand gripped her hair while another gripped her buttocks to lift her up to meet his cock. And then he was ramming into her, every thrust of his long, engorged cock brushing perfectly against her clit that George couldn’t help but scream his name over and over.
    Her hands twirled around his neck, holding on to him for dear life as Silviu continued to take her as she asked, the increasing force of his thrusts making her eyes roll back.
    “Silviu!” She couldn’t help moaning his name as he suddenly pushed her legs wide open until they formed a V in the air before sinking back into her. His cock was able to sink deeper into her this time, so deep it felt like everything that made up her body was filled up by his cock.
    This time, his every thrust hit home, pushing her closer and closer to the brink of ecstasy, making her sob. “Silviu, Silviu, please…”
    “Tell me what you want,” he growled, wanting and needing to hear his heartkeeper say she wanted him.
    She forced her eyes open, feeling the heat of his gaze demanding her to look at him. She started to speak, but the fierce pounding of his cock was doing its best to take over her mind.
    How the fuck was she supposed to think when everything felt this good?
    Silviu grated, “Georgina, answer me.”
    She cried out, “Please make me come !”
    The words were barely out of her mouth before his fingers had again found her clit, brushing it rhythmically to match the strokes of his cock. In the next moment, she was soaring, screaming as her body went flying in a place that she knew in her heart only Silviu could take her.
    Higher and higher she flew, every stroke of his fingers, every thrust of his cock bringing her to unparalleled heights that left her gasping, her body shuddering at the pleasure that his touch evoked.
    Her wetness didn’t just flow out. It gushed, and the wet warm proof of her pleasure triggered Silviu’s release. He came with a guttural groan, and his thrusts became wild as he lost himself in his pleasure, taking her over and over and over until she was crying out with him.
    When the force of his release started to subside, his semi-erect cock pulsing out the last jets of his cum, Silviu rolled on his back, taking her with him. She rested against his chest, his cock still sheathed within her folds.
    “Silviu,” she whispered.
    Her voice was silk and honey, the most beautiful sound in the world. She had saved him, saved his kingdom, and for her, Silviu would do anything.
    He called for his Galeré in his mind, wanting them to know that the threat to Brimstone was no longer something to be feared. It is done.
    The mark of their bond burned, telling him that all three had heard him speak. But it was only Mihail who answered. I am pleased to hear that, Your Grace. But Maricha has uncovered another…clause that concerns your heartkeeper.
    Silviu tensed.
    On top of him, Georgina mumbled a protest.
    He pressed a kiss to her hair. “I’m sorry, ma threa. Sleep now. I will do my best not to disturb you again.”
    She murmured something that sounded too much like another curse, making him wince. His Little Miss Potty Mouth had lots to learn about Chalysian etiquette. Perhaps one day…he would let Mihail handle her.
    When she quieted, snuggling against him, Silviu asked, What did Maricha discover?
    Consummation would give you your soul, but for her to gain immortality at your side, you must seek the blessing of her guardian.

Chapter Six
     
     
    In this photo, you’re seeing me riding what they call a ‘hackney’ here in Chalys.
    It’s basically a carriage for hire or a horse-drawn taxi.
    But honestly, I think it’s called that because you’ll want to hack it to pieces.
    My butt hurts like hell with all the bumping and jumping.
    #hackneymyass
     
              Bats covered the evening sky like a streak of black clouds, hovering overhead as if searching for something. As the carriage rattled past the posts that marked the end