Dashing devil 5 bold beg.., p.12
Dashing Devil 5: Bold Beginnings, page 12
When her big azure blue eyes looked up at him he found the same innocence they always contained, even as he sank past her lips. He almost came right then and there.
Locking that down, he reached down to cup her perfect cheek and drew her away. Keeping his voice as smooth as possible, he rumbled, “We can explore that later. But for now, I need you.”
Her eyes lit up in delight and the raging fire that had been banked for so long rose to consume her core, a shiver running through her and down her wings. Hope sprang back to her feet, spun around to face the bed, and leaned over it. She planted her hands on the mattress, arched her back, and stuck that perfect heart-shaped ass of hers up at him.
White feathered wings extended out half-way, flattening out without unfolding and she turned to stare at him over her shoulder, expression still conveying complete innocence even as she presented herself for him to claim.
“I’m yours, please take me.”
Hearing those words come from those lips made something snap within Boyd.
He had intended to stick with missionary for their first time, mostly so he could judge her pleasure by her expression. Once he’d declared his intent to accept Hope into their family, Silvie had filled him in on a few interesting details. Namely, that in all their experimenting, Hope had never permitted penetration—with either fingers or toys—and had never taken another lover. He’d wanted to ensure it was everything she hoped it could be.
Fortunately, he had a better understanding of the Bond now, and with him forcibly holding it open, could tell that this was everything she had always hoped it would be. Hope didn’t want to give herself to him, she wanted to be taken. There was something behind that, something he’d need to explore, but he knew without a doubt that it was important to her that she be claimed by her man—and she’d hoped and wanted that man to be him since she was far too young to have determined that.
With that in mind, he stepped into place behind her and made some adjustments. The big demon leaned far enough over his angel to grab her wrists, one in each hand, as his tail snaked up her side. He pulled both of her wrists behind her back and locked them there with a big crimson hand, before pushing her chest down onto the bed.
Boyd was careful not to cause discomfort, despite sensing that she wouldn’t mind it—even expected it. He would build up to that, if that was to his angel’s tastes, but couldn’t bring himself to go that far their first time.
“You’re so strong,” she moaned as she turned her head to look at him out of the side of her eye, tugging at his hold in a way that made it clear she didn’t want to break it—not that she could with physical strength alone.
“Oh… I can’t get away,” her flute-like voice still carried an unmistakable purity as she wiggled her amazing ass at him.
“You’re mine now and I’ll never let you get away,” Boyd rumbled, adding a little extra gravel to his voice in response to what he sensed she wanted over their Bond.
Placing his free hand on her hip in a steadying grip, his tail snaked around one of her ankles and slid it further apart from the other, spreading her legs a bit more.
“Never? You’re going to keep me?” Hope asked, a quiver in her sweet voice that sounded like fear but signified her excitement.
His hand left her hip long enough to line himself up and seat his tip within her dripping lower lips. Hope was very excited by the situation and Boyd thanked whatever powers that be for his Power because it helped him play the role she wanted—no, that she needed him to.
“Oh! Mmnnn,” Hope let out a surprised gasp followed by an excited noise.
She didn’t push back against him, but that shiver again went through her, setting her feathers to rustling across her back, their tips brushing the crown of his aching cock where they crossed beneath the round globes of her bum. It felt amazing—especially when combined with the gripping warmth of the woman herself.
His hand went back to her hip as he pushed forward into her, not overly surprised that his large cock didn’t shrink down at all—despite her virginity. He met resistance for the briefest moment and was prepared to lock the flash of pain he knew she would experience away as he pushed passed it using his Power. He restrained the urge, however, when he sensed how much she cherished that pain and what it signified.
“Ah!”
Her responding cry contained more excitement than pain, another shiver creating that feather rustling sound he knew would quickly become one of his favorite things to hear. Boyd didn’t stop pushing forward until he was firmly seated in her core, completely enveloped by her clenching velvet grip.
“You’ve done it,” she panted, craning her neck around as much as she could to give him one of her brilliant smiles, pure joy shining in her azure orbs. “You’ve made me yours.”
Boyd smiled back at her, showing her the warmth the moment filled him with for just a few seconds before settling his expression in what she wanted to see from him. It wasn’t much of a stretch. Placing a confident smirk on his lips and allowing his eyes to rake over her with the lust she filled him with, he growled, “You’ve always been mine, my fallen angel—just as I’ve always been yours… but we’re just getting started.”
Chapter 12
“Oh my!”
Hope licked her full lips, and he felt the way the words caused the fire that was consuming her to flare even higher. The flush of her cheeks darkened a shade or two and her big blue eye locked over her shoulder onto his. He sensed he was making this moment better for her than she had dared to hope, having expected his gentle nature to prevent him from treating her the way she desired.
Again, thanking whoever might be listening for the Power that let him lock her aura away, he slowly withdrew his length while she clenched at him, as if her body wanted to hold him deep inside her. When only the tip nestled in her welcoming womanhood, he thrust forward again in another long and smooth motion, ensuring she experienced every inch of him.
“You. Are. Mine!” he growled as his thighs pressed into the sumptuous blend of firm softness that was her perfect ass.
“I am yours!” she cried out her response as another ear-pleasing rustle came from her wings as a spasm went through her, this one with the added benefit of her already divine pussy shivering around his cock, almost overwhelming his reason.
Oh yeah, he needed more of that.
Deciding that reason was overrated, he abandoned it to the fire that threated to consume him, withdrawing and driving into his angelic love in a building pace. She would personally rather he skipped straight to pounding her, but he sensed she was riding a line between pleasure and pain already.
While he was comfortable with that line, even when operating beyond what reason might dictate, he would not cross it—not for her first time, that is.
“You. Are. Mine!” he growled again as he quickened his pace.
“I am yours,” she cried out again. “Yes! Always! Oh! Always Yours—forever!”
He kept building the pace, a rumbling growl building in his chest. The motion caused her feathers to rub together and rustle almost constantly, solidifying this new sound as one of his favorites deep into his psyche.
“Oh yes!” Hope sang as his pace built to a level he honestly never expected to reach with his angelic love.
She had decent durability and physical resistance of her own, but if he wasn’t careful, he was going to bruise her splendid rear. The thought was filled with a forbidden delight that probably would have terrified him only a month ago.
“You’re mine,” Boyd snarled, with a slightly harder thrust, toeing the line.
“Yes! I’m yours!” she warbled, then added with a moan that finally overcame her innate purity, “Use me!”
The thin thread of reason Boyd didn’t realize had survived the inferno of lust that blazed within him snapped and, with a roar, his hands left their hold on her hips to clasp her wings where they joined her back. He pulled her back into him, forcing her back to bow and lifting her chest from the bed as he truly began pounding into her.
Hope fucking loved it.
“OHHHHHHH!” she sang out, her now freed hands clasping her cheeks and spreading herself wider for him so he could sink just that little bit deeper inside her.
Boyd found his eyes locked on her sweet rosebud of an anus. Her glowing wings spread to their full extension so they could better serve as handholds for him. Boyd extended his own leathery wings to cover hers, and he suddenly understood the flower petal centerpiece Mindy had created with Tinker’s held. The feathery softness of Hope’s wings felt amazing against the sensitive suede-like crimson lining of his own that they rustled against.
Boyd felt their releases building together along with the increasing pace.
“You. Are. Mine,” he ground out over and over between forceful thrusts as they approached their peaks together.
“Yes… yours!” she cried out again. “Always yours… Only yours… Forever yours!”
Another shudder ran through her now raised chest, wings, and sex. It caused the first throb of his release to pulse through his length as he seated himself firmly inside her one last time, dragging her over the edge with him.
“Yessssss!” she sang the word as her slick womanhood clenched around him. Her feathers vibrated against the inner lining of his wings, overwhelming his senses as much as her grasping sex did.
A high ringing sound filled his ears as his vision went white, his body going rigid as he pulled her back against him by her wings. Her hands moved from her ass to his hips, fingernails digging in to hold him in place as he unleashed torrent after torrent of his seed deep within her.
Boyd felt his Power activate, and he flooded her with his black energy along with his thick cum. While his eyes had closed to limit the overwhelming stimuli, he felt at least one physical change within his angelic love. Even as her already amazing womanhood convulsed around him, it shifted to become the perfect sheath for his cock at its natural size.
Boyd was too far gone to use his Black Flame Vision to observe the effects of Hope’s Enhancement, which disappointed Tinker who had joined the pair as their union completed. His inventor understood, though, and was just happy that Hope got to join Boyd’s Devoted. She hadn’t been certain if what Hope experienced would be the same as the rest of them, questioning whether his Power would work on her at all given her S-ranked Powers.
Raev was just as pleased, but also wanted to know when she would get to play with the angel. Mindy wanted him to know that with this, Boyd was complete. The last block between him and full integration with his Gestalt being confirmation that Hope approved of him.
Silvie, however, was anything but analytical about what had happened. She was nearly hysterical with joy, sobbing openly in Mindy’s arms, delirious with delight that Hope finally got to have what Silvie knew she had always wanted.
Hope exulted in the warmth and acceptance of her sister-wives, sending as much love as she could back to each of them.
When Boyd blinked his eyes open, they burned and itched, likely from his skyrocketing blood pressure. Things definitely got hazy for a minute there; his head still throbbed from the force of that orgasm. He was lying over Hope’s back, his manhood still seated deep within her—which couldn’t have been all that comfortable at the angle he had fallen onto her.
Boyd pulled his hips back to extract himself from her, much to the angel’s disappointment. Hope had retracted her wings, which were still spread half-way open and covered by his own, so he could roll off of her. He felt something cold slide against his leg as he sat down on the bed and pulled her sideways into his lap before reclining onto the mattress. Glancing down, he saw the dish of brownies, forgotten in favor of sweeter pursuits.
Hope immediately pressed herself against his chest as he cradled her with one arm. He doubted they would lay still for longer than it took to catch their breath, so hot did the fires still burn within them. She beamed up at him, back to looking completely innocent and pure, despite how mussed her golden hair was by his recent rough treatment, the heated flush that stained her fair cheeks, or the trickle of red that stained her thigh.
Boyd stared into her deep azure eyes, accepting the love he saw there for the very first time. His eyes shifted to the golden halo that now floated a few inches above her ruffled golden hair. As he studied it, hoping it didn’t mean he’d somehow killed his love—like halos so often symbolized in cartoons—if shifted to a warm pink that would thrill Tinker.
“You have a halo,” Boyd rumbled. “A pink one.”
“I do?” Hope asked, unconcerned by the trivial matter as she reached up to touch it. Her fingers traced along its edge. “So I do. It’s warm… feel it.”
Boyd felt a little strange about touching the literal symbol of purity, but her earnest expression and desire for him to do so that he sensed across their now stable Bond convinced him. It did indeed feel warm under his fingertips. Other than the slight increase in temperature, it otherwise felt exactly like one of her golden protective barriers. Unlike those barriers, though, it throbbed a deep shade of pink at his touch.
Hope adored that, and she squirmed against his chest as a breathy sigh escaped her lips. She didn’t experience his touching her halo like a physical sensation, though. Instead, it felt like he was caressing her soul. It wasn’t an explicitly sexual sensation, but it was exquisitely intimate.
Boyd quickly sensed that it was something he could do too much, and withdrew his fingers after a few careful caresses.
“Oh… wow! That’s amazing… I-I’m really yours. I can tell I won’t feel it if anyone else touches it, but when you touch it, I’ll melt. I’m finally yours!” she sang in her sweet flute like voice.
It was more adorable than sexy in that moment.
Remembering the brownies, Boyd stretched out to secure the pan. They hadn’t grabbed any plates or utensils, so Boyd reached down to the pan of brownies and used a claw to slice off a corner at random.
“Yes, you are,” he purred and held the chocolatey treat up before her where she could see and smell it. He could find no more words than that after his angel’s sex had literally conformed to his cock.
She stared at the piece of brownie he held between his fingers. Hope really liked that, feeling like she was being rewarded for doing such a good job at pleasuring her man. But there was something she had to address before she could accept it.
“Um… your eyes and your horns changed.”
He sensed she was worried that he wouldn’t like the changes, which is why she was hesitant to accept her reward. “Your eyes look more human now,” she continued, “with round pupils instead of vertical slits. And instead of amber, they are golden.”
She reached up, tracing her soft fingertips down from his temple along the side of his eyes. “They are really pretty… I-I hope you’ll like them… I think you will.” Her hands shifted up to his horns, curling her fingers around them in a way that made Boyd groan, deep in his chest.
“Your horns have gotten a little bigger, too… and they are crimson now, like your wings and tail. But the light that reflects off them comes back gold, which is… amazing,” Hope whispered softly.
He could tell it was the horns she was most concerned about, but she didn’t need to worry. Boyd grinned and reached up to take one of her hands in his. He kissed her knuckles before replying, “That sounds pretty cool. The black just sort of blended in with my hair. Does this look better?”
Hope beamed at him, joy flooding across their Bond. “Silvie said you were finally beginning to appreciate how pretty your horns are. I’m glad she was right. Yes, they were pretty before but now they stand out and look… majestic.”
“Good. I’ll take a look later, but for now,” he shook the piece of brownie a little, bringing her attention back to the chocolatey reward.
Her eyes locked onto it and anticipation filled her now that Hope knew he wouldn’t hate the changes she’d had very little to do with causing—to him, that is. She opened her mouth, and he popped the sweet morsel onto her cute little tongue. She chewed a few times, euphoric delight filling her as she got the treat she’d craved since the last time he’d made them for her—nearly a decade ago.
“Mmmph, soooo guhd!” she hummed around the morsel as she savored it.
After she swallowed, Hope leaned up and kissed him firmly, letting him experience the way it sweetened her already delicious taste. Boyd planned to feed her a few more bites during their break, but she had other ideas.
She intended to earn each and every morsel.
Upon breaking the kiss, she began nibbling and licking her way down his chest and abs, reaching his manhood before Boyd could even think to object. Her lips brushing the side of his cock , still slick with their combined juices, put an end to his ability to protest. He craned his neck up to watch her crawl over his leg, settling on her knees between his.
She looked up at him with those big, innocent, azure blues, her full cupid’s bow lips scant inches away from his throbbing and slick cock. “You’ve made me yours, and you are mine. That means I’m responsible for your needs… and taking care of those needs comes before everything else. And you’re still soo hard.”
She paused to give him a kiss that dragged a gasp from his lips.
“Heehee,” she let out her flute like giggle, “we shouldn’t have delayed to eat. I should have taken care of this,” her amazingly soft and warm hand closed around his base, “right away. You should have just taken me right there by the elevator in front of everyone and used me until you were completely satisfied.”
With that, she took his crown into her warm and wet mouth and suckled on it, her hand sliding smoothly up his shaft, naturally lubricated by what they both left on it.
Boyd decided then that silly things like healthy boundaries were issues for future him to worry about. Present him couldn’t pull himself out of her big, innocent eyes as she exuded absolute submissiveness while gently suckling his cock—especially since he could tell she hoped to get him worked up enough to take a handful of her golden hair and force her to swallow his entire length.
