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Julian’s demon cheeks, calming him, as he stalked with her into the aptly named blue room and kicked the door closed behind them. He’d released much of his rage upon the demons, expressing his power in a pussy-moistening display of dominance, and now he’d fuck her. She wiggled in his arms, brushing her bare ass against his naked skin.
    Julian sat down on a navy blue leather chair, settling her on one giant thigh. She glanced down at the demon cock rising like a pillar between them, and she wet her lips, her tongue darting over her flesh.
    “Gods, Larissa.” Julian groaned, capturing her face between his big hands. “I tried to do the right thing, waiting until your dad gave us his approval, but there’s only so much a demon can take.”
    He smashed his lips against hers, the impact stealing her breath and overwhelming her flimsy defenses. His mouth was hot, his lips firm, and his tongue unstoppable. She opened to him and he surged inside, claiming her mouth, tasting of fire and brimstone, violence and passion, love and rage.
    Larissa clung to Julian’s shoulders, his muscles rippling under her fingertips, as he ravished her mouth, revealing a mind-blowing depth of desire. He pulled her closer, swinging her legs around so she straddled him, her silk-covered pussy pressed snugly against his demon cock, only that thin layer of fabric dividing them.
    “That’s it, angel.” He kneaded her ass cheeks with his hands, encouraging her to move against him. “I’m too hard to shift. Let me come first in demon form so I can claim your sweet pussy as a human.”
    “Do you want me to dance for you?” She undulated, rubbing her breasts against his chest and her pussy against his shaft, arousal building inside her. “Will you touch yourself as I dance? Will you stroke that big cock for me?” She skimmed her hands along his length, his blood pulsing against the thin skin.
    “Gods.” He shuddered, his big shoulders shaking.
    “ A striptease is as much teasing as it is stripping .” Larissa, remembering Saffron’s advice, gave Julian a sultry smile. She rocked farther and farther away from her demon, her legs spread wide, open to him yet separated by distance.
    “See how wet I am for you, Julian?” She stroked her white silk panties, the fabric soaked with her juices. Julian breathed heavily, his nostrils flaring, and he clasped his huge cock with both of his big hands.
    “I’m so slick and tight, needy for your cock.” Larissa rose to her feet, rippling her body in sensuous waves and running her palms along her breasts and between her legs, touching herself.
    “Needy in every hole.” She turned and bent over, brazenly shaking her ass cheeks in his face, his breath blowing hot on her skin. “Would you like to pound me from behind?” Larissa brushed her ass against his cock, his precum leaving a trail across her curves. “Drip your cum between my ass cheeks?”
    “Larissa.” Her big strong demon whimpered.
    I have power . She straightened, playing with the thigh straps of her thong as she swiveled her hips, dancing to the music in her mind. I am the daughter of a lust demon, the willing pupil of a succubus, and the mate of a rage demon .
    “Are you stroking yourself, Julian?” She gathered her hair in her hands, lifted the tendrils, and released. “I don’t hear the sound of palm against hard cock. You are hard for me, aren’t you?”
    “Hard as hell,” he rumbled. Skin slid against skin.
    “Good.” She glanced over her shoulder. Julian yanked on his cock viciously, abusing his shaft with hard, cruel pulls. “Because I don’t want your cum between my ass cheeks.” Larissa jiggled her ass, and his face darkened. “I want you to cover my breasts with your demon seed.”
    She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. “I want you to grind your cum into my skin.” Larissa slowly shrugged the straps over one shoulder and then the other. “I want to smell of you.” The scrap of lace and silk fell to