My Little Demon (boyxboy)

Chapter 8

“ MOM!” I yelled trying to erase her question from my memory.

She stood up angrily and glared at Mason.

“Have you or have you not tainted my baby?” She demanded in her thick greek accent.

“Mom, please stop talking.” Christos mumbled, making a face of disgust.

“Don’t talk to your mama that way.” My father reprimanded, shoveling another fork full in his mouth.

I grabbed Mason’s hand.

“We are NOT talking about this.” I said sternly.

“That means they fucked.” The three little gremlins taunted.

Mason laughed, tightening his grip on my hand.

“Your family’s hilarious!”

“Your lucky I don’t kill you right now, human!” She growled.

“Stop! You didn’t have a problem when Christos mated!”

“But your my baby, I don’t want you to be taken from me. At least not by some dispensable human!” She slammed her fist on the table.

“We haven’t made love yet.” Mason chimed in.

“YET?!”        

“He will be mine. Nothing you could do could take him from me.” Mason grabbed my chair pulling it closer to his.

“I’m trying to eat!” Christos yelled, grabbing our attention.

“Yeah, if I have to listen to one more thing about little Revie’s sex life I’m going to hearl.” Icarus grumbled, placing his fork down.

My dad chuckled in amusement.

“Don’t worry mi̱téra, you’ll know they mated when Rev’s got a limp in his step” Icelos laughed.

Christos chocked on his wine and started coughing. All three twins were cracking up. My mother was so mad that I thought I saw steam come out of her ears, while Father chuckled and grabbed her hand.

“What makes you think I’m going to be on bottom?!?” I yelled.

The laughter increased, filling the room with echoes of hysteria. I tried to hide my face, mortified. Mason pulled my hands from my face, giving me a cheeky grin. I slapped his chest, pushing out from the table. I stood up scowling.

“Find you own way back!” I grumbled, teleporting out of the room.

Ten minutes after I arrived to my chambers, I felt quite childish. What if they eat him? What if he gets lost and cant come back to me? I shook my head, jutting my lip out. He shouldn’t have teased me. They wouldn’t eat him-…right? I whimpered, letting my imagination run wild. There was a knock on the door.

“Not now!” I grumbled.

The knocks persisted. I stomped over to the door, swinging it open.

Mason stood there, in his hands were a single black rose. Relief flooded me and I tried to regain my composure.

"How did you get here?" I snapped.

"Christos." He mumbled, looking down

“What do you want?” I whispered, glancing at the rose.

“I’m sorry for teasing you” He said taking a step closer to me.

I turned my back to him.

“Apology not accepted.” I snapped.

He grabbed my arm, twisting me around and dropped to his knees. My face flushed and I turned to see the passing servants bustling by.

“I, Mason Cardosa, am deeply sorry for embarrassing you. Please except this rose as a form of apology.” He said winking.

My heart sped up. I tried so hard to keep up my composure. I ended up smiling and blushing like a tomato. I dropped down to the side of him wrapping my arms around his neck, he snaked his arms around my waist.

“And I’m sorry for acting like a child.” I whispered in his ear, then placed a teasing kiss on his neck.

He shoved me foreword and I collapsed backwards, him on top of me. He shoved his knee between my legs, spreading them. He placed himself between my legs and leaned down, grinding his hips to mine. I whimpered.

“Your such a little tease.” He growled, and then kissed me hard.

I squeaked and let him take control. He pulled away and peered into my eyes. I leaned foreword and softly kissed his top lip, then his bottom. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tight. My eyes fluttered closed as we leaned in to deepen the kiss. My heart pounded erratically.  He yanked my shirt out of my slacks and ground into me. My hands knotted themselves in his dark brown locks, moaning. His hands pushed their way up my dress shirt, one sliding up to my chest. I moaned in anticipation and he flicked his tongue at mine, muffling me. I gasped at the tingling sensation that ran through my body.

“Ahn!--…” I cried out as he pinched my nipple.

Heat coursed through my body and I bucked my hips into his. I could feel his semi hard against mine. Our lips separated and we stared at intensely at each other. He grabbed the ends of my shirt and tore it open, the buttons flew off. I whimpered passionately, bucking my hips.

“Really guys! With the door open?!” A annoying voice screeched from behind us.

I groaned.

“Cant we just have some alone time?!” I whined.

Mason chuckled, jumping off of me and offering a hand. I grabbed it, pulling myself up and turned to my cousin, Penelope.

She giggled.

“Looks like I was interrupting something good.” She pointed to my crotch.

Mason growled possessively and pulled me into his chest, hiding me from her.

“Mase, relax! This is my cousin Penny.” I mumbled, smushed against his chest.

“The one and only!” I could hear the smirk in her voice.

I felt Mason relax-…I also felt his raging hard on rubbing against my thigh.

“Uh, Pen, Can you, like, come back later?”

She giggled.

“Sure thing!” She smirked and turned away, closing the door on her way out.

I wiggled my way out of Mason’s iron grip. He scrunched up his nose.

“Is there anyway we could continue?” He said, sounding desperately.

I smiled mischievously.

“I was thinking, maybe  its time for a bath.” I taunted.

His eyes widened.

“Me too?” He nearly yelled.

I giggled and nodded flirtatiously.

He growled and threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

“Where’s the bathroom?!?”

I giggled again, pointing to the connecting door.