All Chapters of My Demon Ex Lover: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Asha was struggling to try and catch her breath, barely able to come back to her body let alone stay grounded in the moment. She could faintly feel Young’s lips graze her thighs and stomach, but majority of her psyche was fighting to stay in her realm of dreams. She vaguely acknowledged that the only reason she didn’t want to leave them was that they weren’t really dreams at all. With her now living an impossible reality with this version of Young, she had to accept, even if only silently, that those were memories and not just dreams. Every moment since their souls were forged into existence, weaving their lives together had been painted in her mind as if she lived them in this life. So she sunk into the feeling of having him in every life, wrapping herself in the promise of hope that they could find themselves on the other side of wherever they were now.When Young had finally felt like he was completely in control, he started making his way back to her flower again. Since she’d long

The moment Asha’s eyes closed, too overwhelmed in the sensation and still wanting to savor the moment, Young started to move for real. Every thrust was calculated and precise, every grope over her body and clench of his hand around her throat was intentional. He moved slow and with purpose, determined to relearn all the spots that curated her strongest waves of pleasure so that he could mark them all and make way for new ones.Satisfied that Asha was deep in the pleasure that he was giving her, Young made the decision that he was going to savor this for as long as possible, cherish every sensation, and give them both something that’ll be a reminder of what they have to fight for. All that they already had fought for in this life. The midnight talks, breakups and makeups, supporting each other through the rollercoaster of life. Not just the pleasure and not just the sorrows, but their connection, the undeniability of their souls having lived a thousand lives together, a million crossin

Savoring the moment quickly turned into her savoring long awaited rest. It seemed one moment she was enjoying the feel and sounds of lying in Young’s hold wrapped in the soothing hot bathwater. Like always, it felt as though time stood still as she was soaking in his breathing and the beat of his heart, the next she was waking up back in her bed. Leave it to this man, no matter how far he’d stepped into the shadowy side of life to be both the cause and the relief of stress in her life. She couldn’t count how many arguments and disagreements they’d had over her life where she didn’t end up just like this, fucked out, relaxed, and completely clear on how to move forward, minus the sex when they were children and would just wrestle it out. If she hadn’t felt the results of their sexcapades as she wiggled underneath her covers, she would have convinced herself that the reality her life had become was an elaborate dream. It didn’t help that this was one of her haunting dreams come true, be

He had the immense pleasure of being able to watch her pretty pout of ecstasy turn into an even cuter one of frustration. No doubt the realization that she wasn’t going to get her next nut how and when she wanted a cold bucket to her psyche. She hadn’t changed one bit and that made his discovery even more rewarding. This he could work with, this he could mold to his advantage. They still had the core of who they were and thus the core of who they were as a pair and how they operated because of it. Not many souls had the privilege of claiming such a thing and yet they continued to for many millennia lost to the sands of time.With his observation, Young decided that today at least they were going to have a ‘normal’ day. Something akin to what they had at the pinnacle of their relationship would give him the motivation and inspiration to figure out what was next. He had to be smart about this or everything was going to come crashing down and quickly.After plating he

As they walked from the nail salon back to the car hand in hand, Young took note of the people around them, watching them watch Asha and him. Young looked at Asha and couldn’t help but see her and them both through the eyes of all these strangers. She did indeed look like the hot ass angel she was with the outfit he chose, one he’d seen her in plenty of times when allowed visitation. During his process of melding with Blood, the council would occasionally allow him moments to peek in on Asha as motivation to complete the mission they had for him. He’d always loved her lounging days when he was alive so that was the visual he always chose when he could. It was the only time she allowed herself to wear what she wanted rather than what she deemed appropriate to be seen in. Now she and this city was getting to experience her wearing what she wanted without a care of opinions.Alone Asha walked around with this aura that was just undeniable, but now with Young by her side and Bl