Collapse: Book Two (bxb) ✔️

25. I'm marrying him one day.

Raven Fox

When I walked into my room, ready to throw my jacket on the dresser, I paused. Then I had to blink a couple of times to make sure my eyes were deceiving me. I'd just gotten home from visiting with my adoptive parents—asking them if they'd like to see Salem.

They did.

And I was going to call my little demon and ask him about it, however—it appeared I didn't have to do anything of the sort.

It'd been a week since we arrived back in Colorado, and we had a week before we returned to school. And in that week, Salem had not crawled into my bed to surprise me as he did tonight.

But that wasn't what stopped me.

"Salem," That blond haired, blue eyed Demon turned his head and smiled sweetly as if he didn't look like a midnight snack right now. "Why are you naked? Well, I'll assume you're naked under that sheet, too."

He frowned. "Raven, my darling. Pro tip. Never ask your boyfriend why he's naked in your bed. The answer is obvious. It's less layers to take off, and tonight, I'm offering the main dish instead of partaking in the side dishes as we've been doing for a couple of weeks now."

"Main..." My eyes widened. "Dish?"

Salem's smirk was devilish considering he knew I put his analogy together. Sex. Well, we'd been having plenty of that since our first night together. However, Salem was offering sex.

We'd had a conversation or two about it. The safety conversation. That was a big one that was important to Salem considering he was the one of us who'd done this before.

Was stage fright a thing when it came to sex? I wasn't sure. Salem had all my firsts. And this was the last first I had left to give him. Did I want to? Hell yes. I already knew that whatever I came up with in my head would not be even close to how amazing it would feel in reality.

Still had fucking anxiety, though.

Salem angled his head, carefully assessing me. "I want to make it known that you don't have to accept. I'm one hundred percent okay with everything we've been doing."

Salam Luna was what I considered perfection. On the outside, he was delectable. Soft. Flawless. On the inside, where his personality was stored—he was alive, loyal, loving, and just... perfect.

And for how terrified I was, the longer I looked at his sweet fucking face, I felt it slowly melting away. I craved this connection with him. I fantasized about it on multiple occasions.

I didn't want to take over or control his body, I only wanted to connect with him on an even deeper level than we already have. To be with him. Hear him withering over the things I do to him, and to give him those same things in return.

Although, I had those moments already with him. Every touch gained a response. A gasp. A whine. A moan. Salem was very responsive. To me. And I thrived on it. Craved it. Needed it.

Slowly, I walked toward the bed and those baby blue eyes tracked me the entire way. I stopped at the end of the bed, looking down at the sheet covering the bottom portion of his body.

I reached over, twisting my hand in the fabric before I slowly started pulling it away. Salem didn't try and stop me—likely anticipating my next move as I exposed his fully naked body.

I bit the corner of lip as I lifted a brow and met his gaze again. "You want me to fuck you, Shadow?"

Salem's cheeks flamed—keeping my gaze. "That'd be very much adequate."