Demons in My Bed (Demons of Port Black #1)

by Britt Andrews

His tongue snaked out. His very long, abnormally long, tongue. A feather-soft pressure made goose bumps erupt all over my skin as he traced the cut ever so gently with his tongue.

“Hey!” I snapped at Ash, tugging my hand away from him. “We don’t growl at people like that.” “I’ll growl at whoever I want, whenever I want.”

Ashland rolled his eyes. “I don’t fuck like a grandpa.” “No, no you don’t,” Felix agreed, and I tightened my hold on his throat. His dark eyes came back to mine. “You wanna strangle me, baby?”

I darted forward and licked the blood off his neck. “There. All gone. Nice and clean.” “How did you know that’s what was bothering him?”

Felix continued to stare intently at me. Looking into Felix’s big, brown eyes, I whispered, “Do you forgive me?” His body seemed to vibrate for a second before his wings and horns popped out with a snap. He had me scooped up and pressed against his body in the blink of an eye. I squeaked as he carried me to the stairs and began climbing them at what seemed like two at a time. “Felix! What are you doing?” “I need to fuck you.” Oh. What? Then his dick flexed. Son of a bitch.

All it took was a little smear of blood, and here I was. Actually, that wasn’t accurate. Yes, the smear set me off, but it was her leaning in and fucking licking my neck like that. Cleaning me up, like she knew my discomfort and wanted to fix me as soon as possible—

Palmer tightened her thighs around my hips, which caused her to rock her pussy against my body. “Fuck, baby. That’s sexy as fuck,” I groaned. My hand gripped her ass, pulling her tighter against me. “I can feel how hot that pussy is.”

Knowing she was helping him get slick so that he could fuck me had me biting my lip and swallowing a growl. “You are going to get on your hands and knees so Felix can fuck you. And while he’s fucking you, I’m going to slide deep inside his ass and fuck you both.”

So tight and warm—my cock wanted to live here forever.

Sharp nails raked down my back, and I growled. “Don’t fuck with me, Ashland.” “Wouldn’t dream of it, Lix,” he whispered against my ear as he pressed his hard cock against my ass. “Fuck, you two are hot,” Palmer breathed, looking over her shoulder, her eyes bouncing from my face to Ash’s. “We know,” Ash replied before licking a line of fire up the side of my neck.

“Aww,” he cooed, ramming another finger deep, making my body jerk forward, deeper into our girl. “Did this slutty hole miss me?”

I squeezed my eyes shut, dropping my forehead onto Palmer’s shoulder. “Ash…” “Tell him, Felix.” Palmer’s hand reached up to grip the back of my neck as she whispered in my ear, “Tell him how he has two sluts here who need fucking.”

“Mmm, I’m about halfway in. Our boy is tight as fuck, and the way he grips my dick is criminal.” I couldn’t take it anymore. I pushed back and impaled myself completely, making all three of us gasp. “Yesss,” I hissed, rocking my hips. I wasn’t going to last long, not with Palmer’s sexy as fuck body pinned beneath me and Ash behind me. “Yeah, fuck my dick, you little whore.

“Are you sluts going to come for me? Gonna give me my prizes?”

I snarled. “Yes. Milk my cock, baby. Gonna fill you up so full.” And she did. She clenched around me so violently, it verged on painful. “Ah, shit yeah. Like that.”

“Come for him, Felix.” Palmer’s hand somehow found my throat and she squeezed, cutting off my air. Ash’s other hand came around and covered hers, squeezing both of us. “Fuck him harder, Ash. He’s a slut who needs to be fucked hard.”

With a roar, he pulled my head back by my hair and sank his teeth into my neck, releasing his grip around my throat so I could breathe. Warmth filled me as he flooded me with his load. His tongue lapped at his teeth marks, and we all convulsed together as a group.

Booze and blood to get some jaws to slacken…” “What’s it going to take to get yours to tighten?”

I glanced over at Felix, who was still sound asleep. I guess after a lifetime with a madman as a twin, you’d evolve or something to be able to sleep through anything.

Man, you looked so cute cuddled up with your head on his chest.

“Seriously?” I yelled before my foot even hit the final step, causing Misha to snap into action and bolt upright. “Yeah, bet you’re surprised to see me. Thought I was busy playing hide the tentacle up Talon’s ass?!” Misha stood up and stuck his phone in his pocket. “Clearly, his plan didn’t work.”

“No. No way. Nope. Never happening.”

Misha moved fast. I barely had time to brace myself before he’d spun around and grabbed me, lifting me up by my thighs so I had to wrap my legs around him. In seconds, I had my breath taken away for the second time when he slammed me against a wall. “Misha, what—” “Quiet. I don’t repeat myself. Ever. So you better listen.” My eyes widened, and I ignored the heat that ignited in my belly at his roughness.

You aren’t running away. Even if you tried, I would hunt you down and drag you back!” Our noses were practically touching as he raged, his anger palpable. “I don’t know what kind of witch you are, but I am fucking bewitched, woman. So no, you don’t get to do what you’ve done, and then skip off to wherever the fuck!”

His body was trembling, his eyes locked on mine. “You’re so mad…” I whispered. “Because you’re being selfish,” he said, his voice returning to its normal, growly tone.

“Yeah? Well, I’m not scared of you.” I lifted my chin defiantly. He raised a thick brow. “You think you can handle me?” He leaned in, and I felt his breath against my neck a second before he whispered, “I would wreck you.”

I wanted to push Misha to see what he was capable of.

“You can fucking try, you big asshole.” There are moments in life when you make a decision and you know right away if it’s the right or wrong one. When Misha closed his eyes and pressed his hips forward, driving his massive cock against my clit—clothes be damned for all the good they did—I still felt pretty good about my rebuttal. When his eyes flew open at the little moan that escaped my lips, they were glowing orange, and I started feeling a little wary. When the black shirt he was wearing ripped to make way for his leathery, black wings, and his horns started to grow, I wondered if I was the fucking idiot here.

“You think you’re safe with us?” My nipple tightened as he dragged the tip of his claw over the tip.

I grinned at his growl, letting him know I was deliberately poking the bear, so to speak. I wound my arms around his neck and sank my hands into his hair before tentatively drifting them toward the top of his head, seeking his horns.

“If you touch my horns right now, you’re not leaving this wall before I fuck you against it,” Misha growled, his orange eyes staring at my face intensely.

“I mean it, kukola. I’ll split your little cunt in two right here.” He leaned forward and nudged my cheek with his nose. “As a male who wants to give you what you need, I’m struggling to hold myself back.” “Misha.” I sighed in bliss as he rolled his hips, driving himself against me. “I know what you need. Grab my horns and hold on tight, little doll. You want a monster? You’ve got one right here.”

My fingers wrapped around his thick, black horns, and the noise that erupted from his chest was pure beast. It was deep and rumbling, and I felt the vibrations through his horns. They were warm, almost too hot to touch, but holy shit, the way he responded to the slightest pressure by my hands was worth it.

“Fucking dripping for my monster cock, aren’t you?” His hand gripped my hair as he tilted my head back. “Gonna stuff you with it, kukola. I want your eyes right here. Watch how I stretch you.”

“My tail,” he answered immediately, unsurprised by my reaction. “You don’t just start the game without warming up, little doll.” He winked, and I cried out as his tail slid deep within me. “Oh my gods,” I panted, tightening my grip on his horns. The sensation was so different to a regular cock. The ridges and bumps along his tail seemed to ignite every one of my nerve endings with each movement.

“Mmmhmm, the best part about getting fucked by a tail is the range of motion.”

“That’s a good little doll. I can feel your pussy quivering already. Give me my cum, pretty bunny.”

When a deep rumble spilled from his throat, I couldn’t take it anymore. A soft whimper from me had his orange eyes snapping to my face, and his tail slipped from his mouth, leaving his lips shiny and swollen. “Hold on to me tight. Squeeze my horns hard.” I did as he asked, really tugging on them as I lifted myself up a bit on his body. Suddenly, both of his hands were on mine and squeezing, hard—showing me how hard he wanted me gripping him. Just as I was about to ask if it hurt, Misha’s body shuddered. The amount of pressure we were applying seemed extreme, but I swallowed my words and watched as one of his hands left mine and wrapped around his hard cock, practically strangling it. “Fuck me. Feels so fucking good.”

Misha chuckled deeply, and then the hand that wasn’t holding his big dick wrapped around my throat.

I moaned as he sank his teeth softly into my bottom lip before he turned my face to the side and whispered in my ear. “Put my cock inside your cunt, kukola.”

“Can’t wait to bounce you on this fat cock, I want to watch it disappear within your little body, doll.” “Fuck, Misha... I don’t know—” With a snarl, he batted my hand out of the way. “I do know.” He lined himself up and surged forward, breaching me slightly. I whimpered at the small burning sensation. “Relax, doll. Picture me pumping in and out, each thrust has me getting slicker from your cum, and your body is taking more and more because you. Need. Me. Don’t you?” His hips rolled, and he was right—with each movement, he went deeper. “Fuck, fuck,” I cursed when it seemed as though his dick got wider. “Breathe. You’re doing such a good job taking this demon cock. Fucking made for me to fill…” I squeezed his horns so hard, my knuckles turned white, and then it was as if my body accepted what was happening and allowed him to go all the way.

Fuck this—if he wasn’t going to move, I would. My hips rolled, and his chuckling died immediately. Large hands gripped my hips as he encouraged me to find my own rhythm. “That’s right, ride my cock. Fuck, you take me so beautifully.”

Then he fucked me, in a way that I’d never experienced before. His black wings fanned out, and it seemed as though his hips moved so fast that they blurred. All I could do was lie there, gripping the edge of the table and taking it. And, as he predicted, scream. The stretching pain that I’d experienced at first was long gone, and all I felt now was overwhelming ecstasy. It was almost unbearable.

His own face had changed; his demon form was in complete control right now. The angles of his face had become sharper, more menacing. A literal demon was fucking me harder than I’d ever been fucked before, and all I could think about was how amazing it was.

Misha growled and fisted my hair. “Don’t look at them. You look at me while I claim you.”

“Squeeze me, kukola. I’m not gonna last…” Misha shivered as I reached for him, roughly pulling him down to me by his fucking horns. I swore I heard some groans from the others, and I made a mental note to do more horn grabbing in the future.

He grunted and smirked. My brow furrowed when instead of his cock softening, it seemed to… swell? Misha pulled out of my body so fast, my vagina almost got whiplash. Okay then…

And here was this demon. An actual, honest-to-stars demon, and he’d bought me an entirely new wardrobe. Plus the beautiful bunny knives he’d made for me.

Misha mistook my silence, and he rose, not giving me a chance to speak. “You hate everything? I knew it!” He ran a big hand down his face and turned to the guys. “Talon, burn it all.”

Ashland was crawling into the backseat now, spewing all kinds of filth about how he was going to fuck some manners into Felix.