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the extra connection helping her move to his rhythm, anticipate his thrusts.
    He frantically fucked her face, ramming his cock into her mouth again and again, sliding her across the floor with his demon strength. Larissa held onto him, riding his rage. His balls smacked against her chin, and his claws dug into her scalp, his brutality exciting her.
    “Gods, Larissa, gods,” he repeated, grunting with effort. Sweat slicked his skin, running in rivulets down his abdomen. She gazed up at him, overwhelmed by the stark, raw passion in his face, passion for her. Her lips throbbed and her cheeks ached.
    “Larissa!” he roared, thrusting deep, spurting hard jets of hot cum down her throat. She swallowed and swallowed and swallowed, cum dripping down her chin.
    “Fuck.” A shudder rippled over him, and he fell to the floor, the hardwood shaking with the impact. “I love you, angel.” He pulled her to him, pushing her face into his chest, his skin returning to human, his claws retracting.
    He loves me ? Larissa blinked, dazed by his revelation. “Because I gave you a blowjob?”
    Julian chuckled, his chest rubbing against her cheek. “I’ve always loved you.” He hugged her tightly, the manly scent of him engulfing her. “But that was a damn fine blowjob.”
    “I know.” Larissa preened. “And there’s more where that came from. I love you, Julian.”
    Julian pressed his lips against her forehead. “I’m a lucky demon.”