He didn’t need to see it in her eyes. Lust was the stuff that the demon lived off of, and even with all the other sources in the building, she was close enough, that he could feel it oozing off of her. When she placed those lips against his neck, he gave a soft chuckle, the sound vibrating through his neck and against her lips. “I wonder how soft monogamy made you.” He teased, his voice dropping down so that it was only for her. “After you’ve had your fill here, you’ll spend the evening bound to my bed so that I can indulge in what I’ve missed. Until your pleasure is so strong it hurts and you’re begging me to stop. Only I won’t even then.”