Chapter Eight~

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Dedicated to Tiggermazz! I have no idea if I ever dedicated anything to you or not, but I remember you literally read the first and got to the sequel in like one day so yeah. Dedication to you. c:

Ugh...You're going to hate me for the next things I write. But I did update as promised! :D

-Chapter Eight-

After the date it had been almost midnight when we were finally in front of the Council, Firo had decided it was best to keep Mesler with him until I could find a way to keep him with me. Just as I was about to slip out of the car Firo reached out and took hold of my hand.

“Can I try something?” He asked and I nodded only to have him grab my thighs and cause me to lay on both the seats up front. He was over me and decided to ease his body onto mine before leaning down and pressing his lips to my neck. “You hated when I did this before.”

I was about to ask why when suddenly he started to suck on my neck gently making me moan before letting my hands reach towards his shirt to pull him closer as our hips were finally at perfect play. I grinded hard against him and he groaned as his teeth scraped my neck. Suddenly piercing the skin. The pain was so sudden, but so was the immense pleasure that followed causing me to whimper as he began to drink. The first rule of becoming part of the Council was to let no one have your blood, you were to tear your own heart out and turn to filth before letting anyone near your blood.

Turning into filth was the last thing in my mind as his hips grinded mine hard and steadily, how his hand rubbed the inside of my thigh getting higher with every grind, how his other hand played over my stomach touching me like I was something more than the Council’s pup. His teeth pulled out and he lapped at the wound until it was gone. His hips still grinding hard on mine as he looked down at me and I felt myself blush closing my eyes tightly. He leaned down to press his lips on my ear.

“This is nothing compared to how it’ll be when we’re together.” He chuckled pulled back raising me into his lap so that I was facing him. I still had my eyes shut hiding behind my hands blushing at the bulge that was painfully obvious now even with the material of the skinny jeans constricting it. He kissed my cheek. “Do you want me to take care of that?”

I remained behind my hands, but I felt myself nod as he reached down the began to tug at the skinny jeans making me bury my face in his neck holding onto him tight as I began to pant at the feeling of his skillful hand. I started sucking and nibbling at his neck.

I laid the bed staring up at the ceiling considering how the last week had been going considering I had been seeing Firo almost everyday since our first date. Or whatever date it had been for us, but to me it had been our first date. He’d even taken me out to the amusement park he said we’d gone to once before and I found it extremely amusing that he hadn’t been looking so well when we were on the roller coasters. And even when he was looking completely and utterly green he followed me into every ride that I ran into. Plenty of girls thought it was cute and continued to awe and murmur things to one another with giggles as Firo held either my hand, had an arm around my waist, or kept holding me from behind as we walked nuzzling my neck playfully. And to my surprise I wasn’t bothered by it considering a demon was never to allow another close to their neck unless it was their partner. I didn’t have one. Did Firo have a partner? Or was he like me?

He was supposed to come later today to pick me up. I had already finished with today’s round and it so happened that he had sent his friend Chris to fight off the other job I had had before. His friend Chris had become an expert demon hunter over the last few years and seemed to be his go to guy since Kendal seemed to be his right hand man.

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