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  37. Also by Nora Ash

Despite her mind’s weak attempts to resist, his touch blazed through her hesitation as it coaxed her body into submission. His hum was unwavering, never allowing her a moment to panic, and as her pleasure built between her thighs, she gave in.

“Yes!”

Just a little more… She arched up against the pressure as her arousal mounted into a tight knot, desperately close to finding her release. So close, so close!

“Kain…!”

At the sound of his name, the demon twisted his fingers around her ring, making it bite savagely into her swollen nub and activating the magic within.

White-hot fire shot through her pelvis and up into her torso, setting her every cell aflame.

“Kain!” Unthinkingly she grasped at his shoulders to press herself closer to the source of the need crashing through her. Her eyes popped open wide as she gasped for air in the heat of her desperation.

The horrifying features of his demonic form met her wild stare. Even through the call of the ring forcing her to arch in a plea for his monstrous cock, fear coursed through her at the sight of him poised over her naked body.

Oh god…

Kain’s face contorted around a snarl above her, making her pussy clench and weep with the primal sound, even as her fear made her stomach tense.

“No,” he growled. Then he lifted off her, leaving her burning body to writhe on the bed.

“Please,” she gasped. He couldn’t leave her, not now. As much as he frightened her, she needed his heavy cock to soothe the burn wracking her body and making her spread her thighs wide for the monster. “Please, I need…!”

He grabbed her hips and her body instantly paused its writhing, instincts forcing her to submit to the dominant male.

When he flipped her onto her stomach she groaned with need, even as her mind reeled behind the lustful haze the ring inflicted on her. She wanted this—needed this with every ounce of her being, despite her terror at his demonic form. She would have to endure being mounted from behind, needed to let go of the final shred of her will desperately fighting against the torrent of lust pulsing through her from that needy place between her legs so she could submit willingly. If she didn’t, they would never be able to get past this, and—

Selma’s thoughts came to an abrupt halt when Kain pulled her into position, but instead of the expected pressure from his massive girth pressing at her dripping opening, he lifted her so he could twist his head and shoulders in underneath her.

Before she managed more than a gasp of surprise, he had her knees spread wide on each side of his thick neck and his hands were securely around her ass, pressing her down toward his face. His intentions became obvious shortly after when the tip of his scorching tongue teased over her wet slit.