Demonic Po*nstar System

Chapter 888: Paragon of Sin and his Moon

The kiss shifted, slower now, deeper, and Aria’s hips rolled against him beneath the water, her slit sliding along his shaft, warm and slick, without taking him in. She gasped against his mouth, her gaze finding his, and neither of them looked away.

She moved on him in slow, rolling waves, her mouth finding his between breaths because she couldn’t stand more than a few seconds without kissing him.

Her hands splayed across his chest, thumbs tracing his collarbones, the curve of muscle along his arms, greedy and thorough, needing every inch of him under her fingertips.

”How can you be so handsome? It’s unfair...” she whispered.

Kaiden’s hands answered.

One slid up the curve of her waist, over her ribs, until his palm settled over her breast, full in his hand.

The other traced the line of her back, down to the swell of her hips, the perfect round of her ass, and pulled her tighter against him.

Aria was soft and firm in all the right places, skin slippery from the bath, and the feel of her against him was maddening.

”Look who’s talking,” he said against her mouth, and she smiled with her whole face.

His hand drifted to her belly.

His mark of ownership blazed pink beneath his palm, warm and pulsing in waves that matched her heartbeat, and he kneaded the warm skin around it with slow, circular pressure, his thumb tracing the edges of the glyph while she ground against him at a pace where each motion felt like a confession.

It usually sat dormant, barely a faint outline. Now it was dancing manically, and he hadn’t even entered her.

’Mere foreplay and hugging got her this excited...’

”Kai.” Her voice dropped, watching his hands massage her belly. ”When are you going to put a baby in here?”

She asked it like dinner plans, but her silver eyes were searching his for the answer she actually wanted.

He lifted her instead, and she whimpered at the loss of him as he guided her to stand.

Water ran down her body in streams, over her breasts, her abdomen, the glowing mark, all the way down her legs.

She stood in the bath with the lava light painting her skin in shades of rose and honey, wet silver hair clinging to her shoulders.

He stared, and the breath he’d been holding left him all at once.

Kaiden leaned forward and pressed his lips to the mark on her belly.

”When the time is right.”

Aria’s lower lip pushed forward. ”You always say that.”

”Patience...”

Seeing her utterly unfair pout, Kaiden smiled against her skin for a long moment before his mouth moved lower.

He held her steady, tongue finding her drenched, delicious womanhood.

”Ahn...” Aria’s fingers curled into his hair as a sound left her throat that the stone walls carried.

He looked up at her, she looked down at him, and their gazes held while he took his time.

The mark on her belly pulsed brighter with every breath she took.

”Kai...” Her thighs pressed against his cheeks. ”You know... we’re not streaming right now.”

He hummed against her, and she shuddered.

”Not filming... not recording...” Her breath hitched. ”Feels strange, doesn’t it?”

He pulled back just enough to speak, lips still against her inner thigh. ”Don’t say it like that... We’ve laid together plenty of times without shooting content. It was always ’us’ first and everything else after.”

”I know, but it feels different now...” Her free hand braced against the stone edge as he returned to her flooded folds. ”We maxed the Demonic Pornstar System out, Kai.” The full name, delivered straight-faced while trembling from the waist down. ”All your stances, all our upgrades... They’re no longer locked behind ranking it up. We don’t need to shoot content to get stronger anymore.”

She bit her lip, tense. ”Do you even plan to upload more?”

He looked up at her. ”Don’t know yet. We’ll talk about it together.”

The playfulness fully fell from her expression, and what remained was softer, more fragile.

”I want to,” she whispered. ”Having sex with the man I love is natural. It’s who I am.”

Her fingers combed through his wet hair. ”And those girls who write to me, the ones who are ashamed of wanting what they want... I want to show them the real me. Embracing you with everything I have is a big part of that.”

Kaiden was quiet for a long moment, looking up at her from the water, at the woman who’d gone from counting gym commissions to being one of the most recognized people alive, who carried thousands of girls’ letters in her heart and wanted to answer every single one by being completely, unapologetically herself.

He smiled. The kind that crumbled her composure every single time.

”Sure.”

He pulled her back down into his lap, leaned in close, and his mouth found her ear.

”But not tonight.” Barely a whisper. ”Tonight, you’re all mine.”

Aria’s body seized.

The orgasm hit without warning, a full shudder that buckled her knees and tore a cry from her that rang off every stone wall.

Her back arched and the Valkyrie mark blazed so bright it cast pink light across the ceiling, and Kaiden caught her before she fell backwards.

”You’re not fair,” she managed, voice wrecked, forehead against his chest. ”You can’t just... say that when I’m already...”

For a single heartbeat, the light in the chamber shifted.

Aria’s silver hair flickered red and the skin on her back hardened. Two dark shapes curled from her temples and dissolved before they finished forming into horns.

Kaiden’s reflection in the bath showed a face with unnatural skin and long claws, there and gone between blinks.

Neither noticed. They only saw each other as Aria reached between them and parted her folds with two fingers, silver eyes locked on his, and bit down on her lower lip.

”Please, Kai...”

The sight of her like that, flushed and trembling and spread open for him in the red lava glow, was something no mortal man’s sanity could survive.

He guided himself into her slowly, watching her face the entire time.

”Y-yes!” The sound she made when he filled her was a grateful moan that came from deeper than her throat.

They stayed like that, chest to chest in the water, her breasts pressed flush against him, and he moved in her with long, unhurried thrusts while their foreheads touched and their breath mixed between kisses.

She bit his lower lip and tugged, then traced her tongue along his jaw, and when he licked the curve of her neck she shuddered so hard the water rippled around them.

”Kai...” She cupped his face in both hands, silver locked on dark. ”Don’t look away.”

”You’d have to kill me.”

”Hehe... Good answer...”

Her nails dragged down his back while she kissed him between every roll of his hips, tasting his throat, his collarbone, the spot beneath his ear, and he bit the curve of her neck hard enough that she gasped and her inner muscles clenched around his member.

She licked the sting from his shoulder where her teeth had caught him, slow and possessive, apologetic yet looking like she was admiring her own handiwork at the same time.

Then Kaiden stood.

He lifted her from the water with both hands beneath her thighs and pinned her to the warm stone wall, and the tenderness didn’t leave but the pace did.

He drove into her harder and harder, and the wet slap of flesh on flesh echoed through the chamber.

”Kai!” Aria cried out and took it, took every thrust, her back against the stone and her fingers clawing at his shoulders while she moaned louder with each impact. ”Whatever you want... I’ll give it to you. Don’t hold your desires back!”

They kissed through even his energetic thrusts, tongues tangling, messy and desperate, silver burning into dark, full of the kind of manic, consuming love that would have terrified anyone watching.

”Kai, I love you...”

”I love you too, my beautiful moon...”

He kissed her again.

The climax hit them together, Aria’s body locking tight around him while a cry tore from her lips and Kaiden buried himself to the hilt, both of them shaking through it with their foreheads pressed together and their eyes refusing to close even at the peak.

Aria pulled back slowly, chest heaving, silver hair plastered to flushed skin, lips swollen, completely wrecked.

”I can never get enough...” she whispered, breathless.

Her gaze drifted down.

His cock stood rigid between her parted thighs, brutally hard, entirely uninterested in the concept of being done.

A soft smile spread across her face. She reached down, wrapped her fingers around him, and guided him back inside her like she was putting him under house arrest.

”And I see I’m not alone...”

...

After many hours of furious lovemaking, it was time to hit the bed.

The next morning, a message would arrive from Grace.

It was time to begin making brand new waves in the world.