BENEATH HER DARKNESS: The Alpha's Little Demon by Cassandra M

“Because you’re f*ucking good at making me come.”

“Will you tell me if you’re having the urge for s*ex so I can do something about it?”

“I have always been honest with you — I want to f*uck you.”

“But I also want to know if you have the desire to f*uck someone else. Do you think you can do that?

Then I can do something to take your mind off it.” If it were possible to have my heart explode with

these new emotions she was giving me, my heart would have been blown up and splattered all around

this house.

As messed up as this may seem, Patrea was making me happy with her words. Because despite the

anger and annoyance she felt for Nyneve or any other female, she still wanted to pull me into her rather

than push me away.

“With you around, I’m confident I will never have the urge to f*uck another female.” I meant that,

because in every female I have seen and encountered lately, I would always look for her eyes or her

smile. “But to calm you, yes, I will tell you.”

“Thank you,” she said, smiling as her fingers brushed away the hair that covered my eyes. “Can we try

f*ucking now?”

“What?” I hissed, my eyes blazed red as my jaw tightened. Simple words, and yet my hard d*ick just

got harder. “We are not doing this until you’re “I’m not sure when I will be ready, but I want to do it or at

least try.”

“Are you sure? Because if this is about Nyneve…” “Maybe it’s about her. Maybe I need that push so I

can take the first step forward and stop being afraid. ” She bit her bottom lips as her eyes locked with

mine, and I could see the pain in them. “I’m scared of having s*ex, but I’m more scared of the idea that

one day, even when the three weeks are not yet up, you will leave and never come back because you

end up liking someone.”

“Is my witch starting to like me?”

“I told you last night that I like you. Were you not listening?” She rolled her eyes, but a smile was

crawling on her lips.

“Sometimes the demon needs to hear it. Not everyone likes me. Maybe lust, but not like.”

“Well, I’m not going to say it again.”

I laughed a little louder before I transported our bodies into her bedroom. She was on her back, lying

down, as I hovered over her without putting all my weight on her.

“We are not leaving this bed unless I hear you say it again.” My hand trailed down to her side before it

slipped under her blouse and skimmed the skin of her waist.

She flinched and giggled when I pinched her skin softly.

“Then more reason for you not to leave for

Kalmerus.” She answered in a much more joyful tone as her legs tightened around my hips.

Our eyes locked for a moment as the smiles wiped out from our lips and the emotions became too

overwhelming.

I couldn’t pick up any sound at the moment except the beating of her heart and her slow breath that

emanated from her mouth as she stared back at me.

PATREA.

There was no denying I wanted the man hovering over me, whose body was locked up in my arms and

legs in a tight embrace.

But I had no idea how I could make him stay and choose me.

When the one night of passion is over, will he stay? Would I be enough for someone like him?

I licked my lips as thirst made my throat dry while my eyes zeroed in on his delicious lips.

“Patrea…” His voice sounded as if he were pleading before his mouth closed.

The heat began to rise from my stomach as butterflies swarmed in it, and my heart skipped a beat the

moment his lips brushed against mine.

His lips were warm and soft, and it made time slow down in the collision of all my senses.

And even though Lucius had kissed me a hundred times before, I felt a big difference. I was kissing him

in a manner I had never done before — with hunger and need. Despite not knowing what I felt for him

entirely, I knew I would not go down without a fight. I would never let another female take her claim on

him. I was here first before Nyneve came.

A moan escaped my lips as his skilled mouth continued to assault my lips. He was kissing me

bruisingly hard, harder than all the kisses he had given me. While his hands were trailing down under

my blouse, his fingers were skimming over my skin, setting my body on fire.

My hands went to tug at his shirt, but it was stuck on my thighs. I loosened my grip on his waist before I

was able to yank his shirt up.

“Easy now, love.” He chuckled as he parted from my mouth and pulled his shirt over his head before

tossing it aside. His hand slid down my back to the zipper of my skirt, which he tugged down harshly. ”

I’d been wanting to taste your p*ussy, Patrea. Do you think you can let me taste you?”

“Oh, spirits! I thought you’d never ask about that… ” I chuckled softly as his eyes blazed red, and just

like I expected, I was naked in seconds. The demon didn’t have the patience to tear off my clothes.

His body slid down, and my hands went to his hair, gripping them as he dipped his mouth into my

throbbing p*ussy.

My body stiffened as my eyes shut the moment his tongue lapped on my wetness.

“Patrea, baby… It’s Lucius. Open your eyes…”

I opened my eyes, but my chest was heaving as I stared at the ceiling.

I knew it was Lucius, but without seeing his face, it was harder to concentrate on the fact that it wasn’t

another demon taking pleasure in my p*ussy.

Lucius kneeled in between my legs, and the thought of him leaving because of my reaction made me

panic.

“Wait, I’m sorry.” I extended my hand, wanting him to stop if he was planning on leaving.

“Sssshh…” He smiled at me before his strong arms lifted me off the mattress and carried me onto the

couch. He carefully sat me down before he dropped to his knees in between my thighs. He then bent

my knees and pressed my legs against my chest, caging my breasts.

“So you can see me while I eat you.” His voice was deep and arrogant, and it sent more tingles into my

leaking p*ussy, making me whimper in response. “Look at this beauty…” He groaned, his eyes blazing

red as his jaw clenched. His fingers were rubbing my wetness, and I could feel my clit swelling with the

way he was circling it with his thumb. “Is the witch too wet for me?”

Without taking his eyes off of me, he hissed before lowering his head and sticking out his long tongue

to lick my wet folds. My mouth parted and I could feel my eyes rolling, but I didn’t want to take my gaze

off his handsome, aroused face.

Lucius parted my folds and gave me one big lick, swiping my core up to my clit with his hard tongue

before he began lapping and sucking my p*ussy like he hadn’t eaten one for years.

My hold on my thighs tightened, pressing them more to my chest as I watched him feast on my core.

Soon, he parted my wet folds and inserted his tongue into my hole, and began tongue-f*ucking me,

with his thumb still circling my swollen nub. “Oh, Lucius!” I whimpered in ecstasy, and as much as I

wanted to buck my hips, my position prohibited me from doing so.

I was so wet, and the mixture of my juice and his saliva just made my p*ussy quivered hard the

moment he let his fingers join his tongue inside.