Immaterial (Hiatus)

Immaterial
/ɪməˈtɪərɪəl/
adjective
1. unimportant under the circumstances; irrelevant.

Rory Dorian is a Faerie who has never believed in mates. Ever since her mother left her father for a man she had clocked eyes with once, she's had a dismal opinion of fate's decisions at best.
What she doesn't tell many, is that there is another reason she is against the mating bond's meddling:

The Demon King.

The Demon King was not always the ferocious beast has become, the ruler of the dark and macabre. He was once but a Prince of Hell, a Prince she used to know. Used to touch, whisper to and kiss when they could hide what was so forbidden. She knew his lips, fingers and tongue like she knew no other.
But there was no bond, no tethering of fate that clicked into place when they touched. There was no promise he would choose her over a girl destined to be his, eventually.
So Rory ran.

Now, years later, the Demon King is searching for his mate, and he is determined as Hell to find her.

Hired under the company she now works for, Rory must live in the King's domain, work with him, beside him, as the land celebrates the hunt for the new Queen. She must ignore what it is she has been tasked to do; finding the very girl she had run from.
Most of all, she must try and ignore the King, but that is far easier said than done. The beast has his eyes set on the woman who left him, a woman he is determined to claim in all senses of the word. He wants her body and her mind, and doesn't seem all that focused on the search for a mate he has hired half the land for. Not when his intoxicating Faerie is around.

He will make her pay for leaving him, scream until she can scream no more. He will make her beg for him again, for those lips and fingers and tongue she knew so well. He will leave her raw and wanton for making him wait years to touch her body once more.
He'll make it hurt so good, because that is what Demons do best.
After all, he is the King.