Nyla’s POV

He's standing at his full height, all eight feet of him, and I'm dangling in the air with one of his massive hands wrapped around my waist like I weigh nothing. My feet don't touch the ground. My hands don't reach anything.

I'm held in the grip of a demon with my back to his chest and his cock pressing against my pussy from behind, and I am completely, entirely at his mercy.

He pushes inside me and the scream that tears from my throat fills every room of my apartment. My walls stretch around him, and the magic hums warm through my body. I feel him sinking...