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exposing her cunt and clitoris to his oral pleasure.
    Lyx released his hold on her hair.
    Her fingers curled around his and they laced together. The intimacy of the simple gesture touched him profoundly.
    A desperate whimper tore from her lungs. Lyx peeked at Troz to see what spawned such a reaction from her. He fucked her with his long tongue, fast, hard plunges, his face wet from her juices.
    Her belly visibly clenched over and over again from the pleasure. As a human, was the bliss too much for her to handle?
    “ Please ….” Her head rolled from side-to-side on the bed.
    Going to his knees so he could watch both of them easily, Lyx was amazed by her reaction. None of their previous lovers had responded with such abandonment. Her arousal leaked from her body when Troz withdrew his tongue. He hooked his fingers at the top of her intimate lips and tugged the protective hood away from her clitoris. His tongue curled around the nub. Her back bowed, and her breathing ceased. Eyes wide, her bottom lip trembled, as did the rest of her body.
    Lyx took pity on her. “You may come, Sanja.”
    Her climax was instantaneous. She screamed, creaming Troz with her release, her physique doing a mini-seizure dance on the bed and Troz’s face. His lover lifted his head and wiped his mouth with his palm, a grin shadowing his cheeks. Sanja collapsed, her breathing shallow and eyes closed in the aftermath of what appeared to be extreme bliss.
    Lyx captured Troz by the back of the head and kissed him. They never spoke words of love or devotion. It wasn’t the demonic way. But in that moment ‘I love you’ was on the tip of Lyx’s tongue. It would’ve been a lie, though because demons were incapable of feeling love.
    “I know.” Troz smiled, running his fingertips across Lyx’s cheek and into his hair. They kissed again before his lover settled down beside her. Troz touched her belly, and her eyes flickered open. “I’m going to get in your skin, so I can feel what you feel.”
    No acknowledgement came from Sanja as she blinked and leveled her breathing. She seemed shaken by the climax.
    Lyx envied Troz’s ability to experience them with her.
    The silver skeins on Troz’s shoulders shot down his arm and out of his fingers to sink beneath her epidermis. “Lucifer in Hell,” he rasped out. “The afterglow of her orgasm continues to rumble through her.” His lover circled one of her nipples with the thumb of his other hand, drawing a hiss from between his teeth. “Goddamn that feels spectacular. No wonder she’s so reactive. Her entire body is connected to her pussy.” He kissed the nipple and said against the peak, “Claim her as ours, Lyx. I’ll keep you abreast of what she feels.”
    Sanja rolled her head to face Troz. “You can feel what I do?” Her scratchy voice caused Lyx’s cock to twitch to be inside her.
    “Yes.” Troz pinched her nipple and together they shuddered.
    “Why would you want to feel my pain?”
    “You’re not alone in your fear, Sanja. We want a relationship with you, one that’ll benefit us all. What you find foreign and consider rape, we see as everyday normal life. I worry you won’t be able to get beyond your humanity and accept us for what we are. Who we are to you. So I need to feel what you experience, to be a part of your joy and, yes, your anguish.”
    Using her fingertips she touched Troz’s cheek and held his gaze as Lyx settled between her thighs and inched just the tip of his length into her. With her eyes widening at his brief penetration, Troz used his thumb on her chin to tug her lower-lip from between her teeth. He ran his pad along the reddened lip.
    Lyx watched as her pussy swallowed another inch of his dick. She was so wet, he had to control his thrust or go too deep too fast. And she was so tight, so soft it was like sinking into wet silk, and he had to fight his demon not to take her virginity without a care for her pleasure. Fuck him, but no demonette had ever felt so