The Devil's obsession with the Heiress

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"You still have a human body, Ana-" Gavriel’s voice rose, making her flinch, but the moment he saw the look of rejection settle across her face, his words died in his throat.

She gave him a hollow, bitter smile. "I see..." she whispered.

Her fingers slowly slipped from his arm, which she had been holding tightly until then. She lowered her face as if trying to hide the humiliation his rejection had brought.

"I am simply an unsuitable partner for you. I suppose it cannot be helped." Her voice trembled slightly before she added, "Maybe there is someone else out there for you... someone who isn’t so weak."

Gavriel froze at her last words.

With her head hanging low, Aliana took a shaky step away from him, then another. Each step felt as though someone was tearing his soul apart. He could handle her defiance, her anger, and even her disappointment, knowing he could earn her forgiveness later.

But this...

He wasn’t prepared for the devastating sadness in her voice or the quiet bitterness in her words as she walked away from him... it gutted him.

"Fuck!" he spat as he dragged a hand through his hair.

As her fingers reached for the handle, Gavriel moved on pure instinct.

Ignoring every rational warning screaming at him to protect her, he reached out, grabbed her wrist, and yanked her back against his chest. He wrapped his arms tightly around her frame, feeling the faint tremors wracking her body.

"I’m sorry, baby. Please don’t," he rasped, burying his face in the curve of her neck. "It could never be anyone else. I can feel him... the maddening hunger he has for you. He craves you so deeply it terrifies me. Your blood, your scent, your warmth... he wants all of it with a ferocity I have never felt before."

Without thinking, he began peppering kisses along her neck, holding her tighter as he whispered, "I cannot... risk losing you. How can you think I would endanger your life, even when every fibre of my being wants nothing more than to claim you right now? I feel as though I am dying just trying to hold back..."

The raw honesty in Gavriel’s voice paired with the feverish touch of his lips sent a shockwave through her system.

His words and actions were so contradictory that they gave her whiplash. One moment, he drenched her in ice-cold water, and the next, he was dousing her in molten lava, leaving her burning with a hellfire that coursed through her veins alongside her powers and desire.

Her eyes rolled back when his lips brushed the sensitive spot just below her ear, and something inside her finally snapped.

Her powers gave her the inhuman strength she needed to turn around and shove Gavriel backwards until his back struck the tiled wall.

When his shocked eyes met hers, he saw that they were blazing with a crimson intensity that matched his own.

"Fuck this! You are driving me insane!" she spat.

Fisting her fingers into his wet hair, she dragged his head down and slammed her mouth against his in a kiss so feral that it left Gavriel completely paralysed for several seconds.

But before he could fight off the fog or force her away, Aliana’s canines sharpened and bit deep into his bottom lip.

The moment his hot blood welled against her lips, she didn’t hesitate. She lapped up the metallic liquid greedily, swallowing every drop into her throat, unknowingly completing the initiation of the demonic mating ritual he had been fighting so hard to avoid.

That was when a dark, intoxicating wave of power surged down both of their spines, making them shudder in sheer delight.

Aliana broke the kiss, and Gavriel’s eyes immediately dropped to her mouth.

He was absolutely stunned to watch her tongue trace the corner of her lips, lapping up the remaining drop of his blood before sliding across her newly sharpened canines. Her eyes heavy-lidded with a sultry, intoxicating haze, her flushed skin radiated heat as if she were high on ecstasy.

He just couldn’t believe it.

Aliana hadn’t just forced the mating ritual past the point of no return. She had transformed, her body was adapting to him like a true demoness.

"You..."

Before Gavriel could even form a sentence, Aliana slammed her mouth back over his, capturing his lips in another deep, dominating kiss, throwing him off once again.

"Just shut up and take it," she purred against his mouth.

As if that wasn’t enough, she abruptly released his hair, and she reached out to slap the shower valve shut before sinking to her knees on the wet tile floor.

Her crimson eyes trailed down his thick length, fully erect and glistening for her with dark veins pulsing along the shaft. She swallowed hard, the sheer sight of him sending a sharp coil of heat straight to her core.

When she looked back up, Gavriel remained frozen, his beastly eyes locked on her like a starving predator who hadn’t made his move yet.

Driven to shatter his composure completely, with his earlier warnings still echoing in her mind, Aliana reached out and wrapped her fingers tightly around his base. Parting her lips, she took him deep in one fluid motion, catching him completely off guard.

The sheer girth of him stretched her mouth to its absolute limit, forcing her to pause, her throat working hard to accommodate his size even though she was barely halfway down.

When a low, guttural groan ripped from Gavriel, Aliana flicked her eyes upward. Her chest swelled with dark triumph as she took in the uninhibited, dazed look flooding those beastly eyes, something she had never seen on him before.

Since it was her first time ever doing something like this, she was unsure of what to do next.

She slowly glided back, watching her husband carefully as his breathing grew ragged, his eyes closing tight as his head fell back against the wall.

Taking his surrender as an invitation to be more daring, she tilted her head and drove forward once again, taking even more of his length into her mouth until he hit the back of her throat, making her gag softly as tears pooled at the corners of her eyes.

Just as she attempted to pull back to catch her breath, Gavriel’s hand finally moved. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed himself further into her until he bottomed out against the back of her throat, choking her completely.

A low, rich rasp escaped his chest as he groaned, "Aliana..."

Hearing him groan her name in total surrender sent an electric current racing through every nerve ending in her body.

When her tear-filled eyes locked onto his, she saw his eyes had bled into pure, pitch-black darkness.

It told her only one thing: she had successfully unleashed the beast he had been warning her about all night.

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