In turn, he did his best not to look at her as he shrugged out of his leather coat and carefully sat down at the foot of the bed, knowing he wouldn’t have the strength to withstand seeing her sprawled out naked for him.

Selma crawled into his lap the moment he sat down, rubbing up against him like a cat in heat.

“Please,” she rasped.

“I know,” he mumbled, letting his hands find her soft skin. His cock spasmed achingly, trying hard to break through its confines.

Kain held his breath and reached inside for the part of his magic he so rarely used. It welled much more easily from his inner core than he’d expected, flooding through his hands and into the girl, searching for the damages she’d sustained.

There were many, and not all of them as superficial as he’d thought upon first inspecting her. His anger welled, dampening his desire, and he used it to focus his magic.

Healing was not something that came naturally to demons, but as a Lord he had more than enough power to mend the Breeder’s flesh and soothe her deep bruises.

Only when not a single scrape remained on her pale skin did Kain finally draw in a deep breath, his eyes fluttering open as her rich scent filled his nostrils. Her eyes were wide and unfocused, her forced lust so strong now there was barely anything left of her true nature. Postponing the inevitable any longer would be cruel.

It was time.

5

Kain

The Breeder was soft and smooth under his hands as he eased her off his lap and down on her back against his sheets.

It seemed either the healing had gentled her, or she understood that he was finally about to give her what she’d been begging for, because she lay down obediently despite her panting breaths and the still all-consuming scent of her heat.

Kain brushed his palms up her stomach, frowning at how thin she was. His instincts, already on a knife’s edge, snarled at a precious Breeder having been left malnourished, but the impulse to feed and bathe the dirty little thing was quickly overridden when she whimpered at his touch and spread her thighs for him.

The smell of her heat hit him full-force as she displayed her sopping cunt, the dark hair covering her vulva matted with the liquid proof of her desire.

Black dots danced at the edges of his vision as he fell to his knees on the floor, grabbing her around the hips and yanking her to the edge of the bed in one move.

Kain brushed over her mons, shuddered with longing at the gentle scratch of her pubic hair against his palm, and finally parted her soft flesh to inspect her offering.

Selma whimpered and tensed in response, arching her hips in a plea for relief.