With ease, he rolled over onto his back and she felt her nails dig into his muscular hard flesh to stabilize herself from falling she was impaled on his hard phallus. The sensations from it made her body tingle her mind had one thought and one thought alone satisfaction. She couldn't seem to get enough of him. His hands rested gently on her hip bones, his gaze full of passion and love, only for her. She had never known a demon could love. She slowly began moving her hips. He ground out a low moan.
" You feel..." Beatrice moved faster, causing his words to get caught in his throat.
She had always been a shy lover, but not this time. Her eyes were twinkling with sexy mischief he had never seen. A look he'd always hoped he'd see grace those beautiful, delicate features of hers. She was so beautiful and fragile to him. He felt the overwhelming urge to protect her with his last dying breath.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!