Anger hit like a wave from her treachery, and Jadon pinned her to the bed. Saphira relaxed beneath his hands, her body soft to make up for his hardness. His cock flared to life as he felt her tremble below him, his nails raked down her soft flesh and left welts. She whimpered and he answered by domineering her. He withdrew only long enough to flip her over and ram himself right back into her tight cunt. With a handful of hair in each hand he wrapped it tightly and used it like reigns to control her as he pounded relentlessly into her flesh. He leaned back to pull her against his chest, and she reached behind and dug her nails into his lower back. Her body slammed down on his cock to meet each of his thrusts. He watched in awe as her heavy chest bounced with each stroke. He stood and rotated her to face him as he slammed her back into the wall. Her long lithe legs wrapped around his waist and her talon-like nails entered his shoulders to draw blood; his mingled with hers and fused their magic together. Jadon dropped to his knees, the breath knocked from him with the fusion. Saphira leaned forward and licked blood from his chest before she took his mouth. She unclasped her legs and pushed him down on the rough carpet below to take the control he had lost. Saphira moved with a softer stroke as she covered his body with hers. Her nipples grazed across his chest as she slowly slid her body on his cock.
He rolled them over and moved slowly within her. Jadon watched as the emotional storm he just encountered flowed through her eyes. Her body went rigid beneath him and he kept the strokes long and slow. Jadon knew that the blood, sex and magic were fusing them as life mates. Ancient knowledge had filled him to the point of understanding that they just moved up the hierarchy; it was rare for their species to be able to find a mate. Combining lives with the one person who understood that they may be with one another for life, yet they still had to survive by eating the passions created by sex with mortals. In all the years since he made the choice to become incubi he never thought that this was possible, a mortal remnant of a dream that had long ago subsided into wishful thinking.
As he peered down into her face the anger that had so quickly came, subsided. He stared at the oily, sweaty and bloody mess on the luscious, softly curved body below him and realized that all he could feel was love. And his laughter filled the room. He walked alone for so many eons that he had forgotten his desire to mate with someone that would last without hating him, and here she was. Jadon clasped her to him and whispered what things he dreamed of doing to her. Things that no mortal could handle and that would make a master of the Kama sutra blush. Slowly they rode one another; feeling their way through everything that had just occurred. Saphira took his face in her hands and pulled him down for a long kiss; their tongues danced as she wrapped her body around his. Never was her thought to find a mate. When she began this night it was to be with one that could handle her without inhibitions for just a moment in time. Fear always made her withhold what she wanted in a night of passion. With mortals for her it was only about the need to feed. She nipped his lip and swallowed as blood coursed down her throat. She loved the cinnamon undertones it contained. Saphira loosened her legs and slid her hands over the hard ridges of his back down to his tight ass. With her finger that was coated in their fluids she slowly inserted it into his anus and heard his gasp. She arched her back and widened her legs to take him deeper into her body, as her finger penetrated him with each of his thrusts into her. His arms shook as he grasped her shoulders and crushed her to him.
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