her squeak from the force.
“We’re fine, my love,” I murmur to her. “Are you? Where is my daughter?”
She stiffens and I know that I’m in for a world of trouble when she gets over her happiness that I’m alive and in one piece, back where I belong.
“Your daughter is sleeping, you fuck. And you…” She rounds on Xavi. “You knew? And you didn’t tell me?”
“I’m sorry,” Xavi says. “It wasn’t my place.” She sweeps Annabelle into a sweet embrace that calms the Demon Queen instantly. “It’s so good to be back here with you. I missed you,” she whispers.
“I missed you too,” Anna replies quietly and kisses her softly.
I grimace at them and their lovey moment. I didn’t pay her the proper attention and now I will pay for that. My thoughts were only on seeing my daughter.
“Where is she?” I ask brusquely to cover up the hurt that she hasn’t kissed me yet, and the guilt I feel over practically ignoring her.
Annabelle pulls away from Xavi and gives me a look that tells me that the amount of shit I’m in is up to my ears. “What attacked you?” she asks.
“Some fucking Monster looking for his Dolly,” Xavi replies, irritated.
Annabelle freezes for just a moment before she clears her throat and croaks out, “Oh?”
I grab her arm. “You know it?”
“Mm,” she mutters dismissively. “Your daughter is in there,” she says, pointing to a door a bit away from where we are standing.
I know in my head that she is now using my need as a distraction from the Monster and suddenly it hits me square in the chest, squeezing my heart and taking my next breath away. “It’s him, isn’t it?” I growl at her. “The Gatekeeper.”
“Impossible,” Xavi scoffs. “He can’t leave Purgatory.” But when Anna doesn’t say anything, she purses her lips. “Belle?”
“Walls between dimensions will fall,” she murmurs. “I guess he can now.”
I grip her arm tight enough to make her start snarling at me. “If he even sets foot within a thousand miles of you, I will smash him into tiny, little pieces that will take Stanford a century to clean up. Do you understand me, Annabelle?”
“Now isn’t the time for this discussion,” she says with so much ice, I shiver.
I don’t say another word because I’m already skating on that ice and it is perilously close to cracking. I grab her other arm and pull her to me, pressing my lips against hers in a rough kiss that I know she won’t back away from.
I’m right. She moans softly and deepens the kiss, clawing urgently at my shirt as she moves in as close as she can. As much as I want – need – to see my daughter, I need this more in this moment. I let go of her arms and lift her up. She wraps her legs around me tightly as I turn and slam her up against a statue of one of the former Devils, with his dick in a goat. I don’t even care if it’s her father and this is as sick as fuck, I just need my dick in her. I unzip my pants and with Xavi looking on in annoyance, I slam Anna down onto my stiff shaft. She cries out and reaches up above her head to grip the statue at her back so that I can fuck her relentlessly. I pound into her, feeling all of the pent up aggression from having to bail on a fight, the guilt, the urgency to be back here, all wash away as I focus completely on the female riding my cock. She clenches around me with a gasp.
“That’s it, baby,” I purr at her. “Squeeze me until it hurts.”
“Uhn,” she groans and flings her head back.
I feel it happening slowly. She clutches me tighter and tighter. Her pussy is like a vice around my dick and eventually it slows my movements to a dead stop. I can feel her pulsating around me. I close my eyes and enjoy the sensation of her reverse-knotting me, claiming me as hers without words.
“Fuck,” she pants. “Killian!”
“Oh, yes,” I whisper. “Tighter.” I start to pant as somehow, she makes her hold on me more constricted, like a Boa wrapping around its prey and squeezing until they suffocate.
“Aaah!” she screams, bringing the rest of the circle to her to witness this act.
The vibrations around my cock increase until I can barely stand it anymore. I’m sure she’s about to break me, when the