Claimed

Warning: Mature Content

Emy could not sleep that night. What Reed said earlier never left her mind. It repeated itself a few times in her mind.

'I'm not sure. Maybe fate brought us together.'

"Is he really a demon? But why does he believe in fate? Is that possible?" Emy asked herself. "A demon believes in destiny."

She looked around the room and noticed it was too much for her. She looks small from across the room. She is small (only 5'5" tall), slender, and has a fair complexion because of Lorie's glutathione soap. Despite her acclimatization to a small room, she struggles to fall asleep immediately. Emy also heard no noise. Emy stood up and walked closer to the glass wall window. She pulled back the curtain slightly and noticed no one on the road except the guards patrolling the whole area.

'Why would he have chosen this room for me? It's huge for me, and it's sad in here.' Emy thought.

Emy sighed when she felt the icy hand on her waist. Emy also sensed a kiss on her neck, near her nape.

"Do you like your room?" Reed whispered. "I meant it for the two of us."

Emy's eyes widened. She thought it was a dream, but Reed was in the room. He was topless and wore pants. However, Emy could see his v-line, which made him very sexy. Emy swallowed as her eyes browsed Reed's body. His body is so beautiful that she won't tire of staring at it. Emy raised one of her hands and touched Reed's abs without thinking.

'Seriously? The muscle is tough, and there are no fats.' Emy thought.

"Will you just stare at it?" Reed asked. "You can lower your hand to reach my demon inside my pants."

It was as if Emy woke up after a nap. Her hand rested on Reed's sexy six-pack abs. She immediately removed her hand and turned her back on Reed. She walked away, then faced him again.

"How did you get in?" Emy asked.

With a smile, Reed stared at her. "This is my house. Have you forgotten?"

Emy suddenly felt embarrassed. "I thought you didn't live here," Emy asked. "Why are you here?"

"Well, we had it unfinished earlier, and I wish we could finish it now," said Reed.

"What do you mean by unfinished business?" As she stepped back, Emy inquired, blushing. Reed was walking toward her.

"Why do you seem to avoid me whenever I want sex with you?" Reed asked. "Did you have an awful experience when you did that to me?" Reed inquired. Didn't your first experience go well?"

Emy didn't answer. The distraction caused her to notice that her leg had hit the sofa, so she sat down without taking her eyes off Reed. The light in the room was dim, but Reed was still very handsome. She expected it to have a horn or a wing because of the dark surroundings, but nothing had changed in its appearance.

Reed placed both hands on either side of the sofa's backrest, where Emy's body was. He stared at Emy's face, from her eyes down to the bridge of her nose to her lips.

"What's with that look, huh?" Reed asked.

"Ah, I'm nervous," Emy stuttered. She couldn't hide her trembling voice. "I'm so nervous,"

Reed frowned. "Why? Don't tell me." Reed couldn't believe what he was thinking. "Are you a virgin?"

Emy blushed. Reed noticed Emy's reaction, and he couldn't believe it.

However, she did not answer Reed's question. "I told you, didn't I?" She cleared her throat. "I'm not ready yet. Even though my siblings are men, I am still not used to seeing a naked man in front of me. I find it difficult to look at naked men in magazines."

Reed frowned. He stared at Emy, as if he were examining her. "Be honest with me, Emy," he said seriously. "Haven't you had sex yet?"

Emy nodded, then shook her head. "Are you serious?" Reed asked.

"Geez, why are you asking me?" Emy spoke timidly.

"Because I want to know," Reed said.

"Of course, I'm serious. I haven't had a boyfriend. Without you, I would never have had the experience of a kiss. You were right." Emy said. "You are my first kiss."

Reed stared at Emy. It surprised Emy when Reed suddenly lifted her up. She immediately clung to his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Emy asked.

"Let's do it tonight," Reed said with a serious face.

"W-what? Wait." Emy said she felt too nervous.

Reed threw her over the bed. Reed crawled closer to her, and she slowly crept back. Emy didn't expect Reed to pull both of her legs, so she slipped under Reed's body. Reed grabbed both of her hands and placed them just above her head.

"Don't look at me like I'm about to kill you," Reed asked seriously.

Emy's chest was pounding hard, and Reed could hear it. "I'm nervous. "Can we do it some other time?" Emy said.

Reed refused to listen. Instead, he leaned forward and kissed her on the neck. Reed's gentle lips brushed across Emy's flesh, from her neck to her breast. While he tinkered with it, Reed buried his face in her nip. Emy arched her back and moaned softly. She loved the strange feelings that Reed gave her. Reed returned to her mouth and kissed her. He tasted every inch of Emy's lips. Reed swirled his tongue with hers, as if they were fighting with swords. He even sucked her tongue before moving his lips away from Emy's, which were chasing his. Reed caressed her back with his fingers, moving his lips down to her neck and breast. His warm breath gave her goosebumps.

Reed's lips slipped beneath her breasts, while one hand crept inside her sleeping gown and down to her underwear. Emy grasped Reed's hand to stop him.

"It's your first time. Reed clarified, "You'd feel hurt if I didn't do it. This is called foreplay."

She clutched Reed's arm hard as she felt his hand caress her private parts. At that point, Emy appeared to be out of breath. She couldn't believe his hands could induce such a strange sensation in her. Reed drew his hand away from Emy's private area. He stood up and dragged Emy onto the bed, where he stripped her naked. Reed first exposed Emy's breasts because she was not wearing a bra. Reed reached for her underwear, but she resisted.

"Relax, Emy. I'll take care of you," Reed whispered.

Emy removed her hand, and Reed finally took off her underwear. He kissed her, carefully laid her on the bed, and leaned over her again. Reed felt heated, and his hand became more playful. Reed squeezed her body as he passed through every part of her. Reed held Emy's hand. When she touched his firm, hot iron, Emy's hand trembled. She would have let go of it, but Reed stopped her. Reed stroked his pole, holding Emy's hand against his hot rod.

Reed let out a faint moan as he gave Emy a rough kiss. He couldn't hold back anymore. Reed parted both of Emy's legs and aimed his hot rod at the entrance to Emy's cave.

"Breath, Emy," Reed advised.

Emy's fingernail almost sank into Reed's arms, and her breathing stopped as that thing plunged deep inside her.

Emy expressed her pain, tears welling up at the corners of her eyes.

"Damn, you're so tight," Reed commented. "I haven't gotten half of it in yet."

"It hurts," Emy winced as she tried to push Reed away from her.

"Don't move. Damn, Emy. Ugh!" As he spoke, Reed sank deeper into her.

While he kissed her, he leaned over and moved. An insane sensation gradually replaced the pain and drew a faint moan from Emy.

"Ah..!"

Emy held on to the pillow as Reed thrust deeply inside her. Reed sucked his nipple as they began to move in unison. Every movement of Reed's body matched hers. It was as if she had climbed to the summit of the heavenly sensation forming from within. She didn't know what Reed had done to make her moan so loudly after she felt something come out of her.

"Damn…" Reed moaned. "You're squeezing me."

As he released everything inside her, Reed let out a strangled moan. Reed collapsed onto her, his shoulder rising rapidly. They were both panting. Reed slightly lifted his body toward Emy, then stared at her.

"You're my wife now, Emy," Reed said. "You are officially mine."