Demon on the Dance Floor (4 page)

“Max, I need you.” She tugged on his black hair to get his full attention.

He looked up, his eyes glowing red. “Give me a moment.” He pulled back. “I’ll shift.”

“No.” She held onto a horn. “I need the demon. I want to bond with you.”

“Are you sure?” He stumbled to his feet. Good heavens. He was tall and appallingly large. She glanced at his huge cock and felt a moment of fear.

He wouldn’t hurt her, she told herself. This was Max. “Yes. Fill me.” She spread her pussy lips, not knowing what else to do. “Fill me with your cum.”

“Thank the sweet…” He tilted his head back. His big hands wrapped around her waist and he lifted her, pressing his cockhead against her pussy. “Kiss me, Kayla. Show me you want this.”

She did want this. She wanted Max, forever. She placed her hands on his red demon cheeks and kissed him. His mouth was hot, and he tasted of her. She moaned into his lips. Her pussy pulsed, pulling his broad cockhead farther into her body. His tail tapped against her ass.

A rumble rolled along his chest as he came, hot cum projecting with such force that it overflowed her womb, the liquid running down her leg. He came and came and came some more, every rush of cum tightening the connection between them. She felt him in her mind, in her lungs, and in her heart. She spread her legs, trying to take more of him physically. She couldn’t. He was too big.

I love you
.

She pulled back to look at him. Tears ran down his red cheeks. “I love you too.”

You will be mine for all eternity.

It was then that she realized he hadn’t spoken out loud.

“I can hear your thoughts.” It sounded crazy but she could. She read his mind. She felt his heartbeat. She heard the blood pulsing through his veins.

“And I can hear yours.” He grinned, looking even more like a demon. “You have a very naughty mind, vessel.” He snuggled her close. “I’ll put my tail up your ass later.”

Her face flushed. That had been a passing thought. She tilted her head, listening… to nothing. There was a stillness in the room that hadn’t been there before. “The roaring has stopped.” Had the purple demon given up? Were they now safe from him?

“We’re bonded.” Max petted her hair with his big hands. “He can’t hurt you now.” She felt Max’s anger and his regret that he hadn’t protected her. “He can never hurt you again.” His body shrunk as he shifted back to human form.

The connection remained. They were one. “Because we’re bonded.”

“And because I love you.” Max kissed her forehead, his red eyes glowing.

Cynthia Sax

Cynthia Sax lives in a world where demons aren’t all bad, angels aren’t all good, and magic happens every single day. Although her heroes may not always say, “I love you,” they will do anything for the women they love. They live passionately. They fight fiercely. They love the same women forever.

Cynthia has loved the same wonderful man forever. Her supportive hubby offers himself up to the joys and pains of research. He receives a daily briefing on what every character is doing. You can also learn what Cynthia Sax’s characters are doing by visiting her website at www.CynthiaSax.com or emailing her directly at [email protected].