My Demon Saint by R. G. Alexander Page B

his mouth. “If you still had Plum’s body, for example, I couldn’t do this.”
    Ume gasped as Saint opened his mouth over her breast, her entire breast, and sucked hard. “Oh, my. That would be a shame.”
    He hummed his agreement against her skin, sending electric jolts of sensation through her body. Her body. Not a character’s in the computer. He was here, kissing her. Devastating her with his tongue.
    He carried her to her daybed. The daybed where she’d been trapped, in so many ways, before he’d helped to remind her that she was passionate. Alive. That anything was possible.
    He laid her down, still licking, lapping at her stiff, sensitive nipples. “You taste even better. How do you do that?” He glanced up quickly, catching her rapt gaze. “You never really answered my question.”
    Ume watched him stand and allowed him to lift her hips, and pull off her shorts and underwear without a word. She smiled as she watched him take off the rest of his clothes with impatient movements, his cheeks flushed, his eyes sparking with ruby light.
    “You’re not going to cut me any slack are you, plum blossom?”
    She laughed at the nickname. “I never heard a question.” She hadn’t. Technically it was true.
    Saint lowered himself over her, his thick shaft gliding across her thigh, making her pant. She was swiftly losing her ability to form coherent thoughts. It had been too long. She needed him.
    Her arms lifted but he caught them before they could wrap around his neck. “You can’t distract me. I’m not that easy, Ume.”
    She frowned playfully. “I thought the word we were using was responsive .”
    He refused to take the bait, shaking her lightly until she looked into his eyes. “You should know you are in trouble, Ume. Demons, by their very nature are demanding, possessive, and greedy as Hell. And the spawn of an Incubus? They’re born with a taste for hedonism that makes them the worst type of match. All issues that usually don’t matter because demons are not known for having hearts. For being able to love at all.”
    “Your sales pitch could use a little work.”
    Her breath caught at the trace of fear she could see in his expression. The sincerity. “I won’t lie to you, Ume. Not ever again. No matter what.”
    He didn’t have to say it. She could feel it. Love. Saint loved her. And he was afraid she was going to send him away. “Could we do it again? Go back into the game? Y’know. Just on special occasions?”
    Saint furrowed his brow, confused. “We can go anywhere you want, but I don’t know what that has to do with—”
    “Yes.”
    “Yes?” The red light flared to life once more. “You’re saying yes because of the video game ?”
    Ume rubbed her hips against him seductively. “I’m saying yes because I love you too, you big sexy demon.”
    Shock loosened his grip and she slid her hands into his hair, pulling his head down until their lips were a breath apart. “Though I do miss my tails.”
    His laughter vibrated against her lips and warmth bloomed in her chest. Maybe demons were dangerous.
    But if you had their heart, it was worth the risk.

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