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His hands caressed her skin moving over her waist and the flare of her hips he bent to kiss the protruding bone of her pelvis.

God, she knew she should be afraid that the dream had returned. She should fear this demon and be screaming in mortal terror but her screams came out as gasps as his dark head went lower. Lower to suck the ripe dewy petals of her flesh to torture the bud of her clit Rya cried out straining against the chains to touch him, to stroke his fiery skin.

She tasted like sweetness and purity. All the things denied him in this dark realm.

"Kiss me, please kiss me." Rya begged unashamedly as he rose up from between her thighs, Rya had been aching for his kiss. His lips were demanding hot and firm against hers, he nibbled her lower lip torturing her before he opened her mouth tasting her depths. Rya inexperienced tentatively answered his delicious strokes with her own touching the hard sharp points of his eyeteeth. It was heaven, a dark mysterious heaven.

Rya was so wet she could feel her own wetness coursing between her thighs. She rocked her hips up trying to touch his hard flesh.

"Do you want me?" He whispered trailing his long black nails down her ribs.

Rya couldn't speak crying out as his hard cock parted her folds just tasting her wetness.

"Silence won't get you what you want." He bit her shoulder Rya cried out.

"Yes, yes I want you." She gathered enough wits to say her desire.

He plunged into her not slowly like the first time but masterfully as if he owned her and was taking what was his. He burrowed deep into her cunt feeling her tightness hug and caress him as the head of his cock hit her womb. "God you feel so good." Rya whispered feeling the emptiness deep within her filled. He kissed the hollow of her throat as he began to move slowly in and out driving Rya mad with lust until she was gripping his shoulders, running her fingers over his hot skin. She pulled her knees up locking her ankles at the small of his back her hands on his hips urging him to go faster, harder, deeper.

He answered her need with powerful harsh strokes that tore cries from Rya's throat until she was hoarse but still she urged him on begging in whispers for him to never stop. No matter what he was, no one had ever made her feel this way before.

No one had ever felt this right before.

Rya came three times feeling drained and limp in his arms when he came deeply in her. They lay for a time breaths mingled, hearts beating wildly before Rya spoke. "Who are you?" Her voice soft not wanting to break the spell of the moment, not wanting to lose the feel of his heavy weight pressed to her skin. He did pull away though and Rya tried to hold him still but her arms were brought up short by the chains.

He sat on the edge of the bed with his back to her. Rya saw the heavy roped muscles of his shoulders and back. "I am Dagon."

"Are you a demon?" Rya held her breath.

Dagon turned to her his green eyes filled with lust a half smile twisted a corner of his mouth exposing one sharp canine. "What do you think?"

"So this is obviously real."

"Yes, but you already knew that."

"Tell me how I got here." Her voice was shaky. Dagon stood wrapping one of the black satin sheets about his lean hips as he began to pace before the bed seemingly agitated. He wanted her to believe but in the believing came the risk of madness or the possibility of losing her.

"You were mine the day I demanded your father give you to me."


Dagon stopped his pacing to come up beside her as Rya sat up in the bed in total disbelief. "Your father was caught up in the intricacies of this world. He made a mistake and I said I would help him...for a price."

Rya's dark eyes grew large. She had never known her father he had died before she was born.

Dagon caressed her face. "Yes, you were the price. I saw that you would be his child and I wanted you. I chose you. You see that, don't you?"

"Chose me?" Rya's heart beat hard and fast against her chest.

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