The Red Wing Mansion

The Pearl Wing Mansion : Chapter Twenty-Four

Pearly's POV

Dagger is right on my heels when we enter the guestroom and I feel his hands on my waist, over my skirt. I turn into him and he immediately brings his hands upward to cup my cheeks as he tilts my chin up to kiss him.

I feel my energy coursing through me, into him as he lightly kisses my lips, soft caresses only. Even his fingertips don't apply much pressure, but it has my core burning hot.

My fingers are already popping out the buttons on his jacket and shirt.

"You worked out how to be an incubus, my darling?" I ask him, cocking a brow, "You're smiling again, the way I remember. What's the secret, Dagger?"

"Timing," Dagger answers cryptically, his eyes shadowed.

I go quiet as he gets me naked and I do the same to him.

Then he lifts me up and lays me down onto the bed.

I part my thighs and Dagger grinds into me, his dick getting slick between my pussy lips. He sucks down my throat and his heat makes my whole body feel on the edge of a precipice.

Maybe loving an incubus and having control is required both ways, because on a large exhale, I feel my spine weaken.

My skin feels coolish as Dagger's hot lips trail down my collar bone, as he sucks on both my nipples, feasting on both before kissing right down to my mound, then my clit.

"Your pussy is glistening like pearls, I missed you," Dagger speaks to my pussy, a funny habit he had. He kisses and licks between my lips, while I feel my heart miss a beat.

Shit.

With a fright, I jerk away from him, pressing the soles of my feet to his shoulders and moving him back.

"I can't," I admit to him, I was dying.

Dagger leans up, perplexed until he notices something, "Your lips, they're blue," Dagger jumps up and pulls back the covers, tucking them around me and making sure I'm warm so I can heal, "I'm so sorry, Pearly," Dagger moves away from me, sitting on a couch in the corner, he slumps down into it.

I want to reassure him but my breaths are weak.

I hear chuckling somewhere deep in my mind, a demon's amusement.

Sleep will heal you, mortal.

Equiaux.

And so I sleep.

****

It's 3am when I wake up and Dagger is now next to me, on the bed, with a different blanket around his shoulders as he rests his face on the pillow near me.

It looked like he had been looking at me, but he eventually fell into a lulled sleep, dark patches under his eyes from the stress.

My witchy senses suggest to me that he fell asleep just as I woke up. Sitting up gently, I try not to disturb him.

I slip from the bed, the cabin quiet. I open the window a nudge and let the sounds of nature creep in. I hated silence.

My strength is back, but my peace is not.

I will have to bargain with the demon after all; I will have to call his name.

I quietly tip toe into the bathroom, about to shut the door and turn on the lights, but I figure that might make this harder.

And so I leave the door open and I stare into the dark, standing in front of the sink, looking at my naked reflection. I have bruises on my neck from where Dagger had been sucking and kissing me, loving the taste of me.