Jake Thorn is a flame wherever he goes.
The girls fly to him like moths and he has no problem satisfying his needs with the girls, whether it was in bed or out of it.
Of course, he's extremely good looking and he knew it.
He's a man with distinct English accent
He's tall and lean, and his straight dark hair reaches his shoulders. His cheekbones are sharp, giving him a gaunt, hollow look. His nose droopes slightly at the tip, and his brilliant jade-green eyes gazes out from beneath low-set brows.
His lips are curled in a permanent sneer. It makes him look intolerant of his surroundings.
But secretly he always wanted to be loved. None of the girls were good enough for him.
They were a temporary distraction and available when he needed them.
Of course he never told anyone he wanted to be in love like everyone else.
He wanted to know how it feels to be in love with someone.
He just wants to be loved for who he is.
But he never says anything about his desire.
Why bother if he was never to find someone who truly understood him and accepted him for a Demon.
But that changed when he met her.
Yes, the girl with honey beige skin, long beautiful light golden brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes that gave him access to her emotions as clear as day.
Yes, it was she that taught him what love was.
He knew at first sight she was not like any mortal.
Her 18th birthday made sure of it.
But he was surprised by the reasons she dressed and acted the way she did.
She was practically screaming for it and Jake was the only one who could give it to her and it was then that he fell in love her.
She taught him emotions he never believed he had.
But now, now he knew that she was the one for him.
He could sense her presence and he knew she was near.
His body grew hot as he felt her wrap her arms around him from behind.
He relished her warmth and never wanted to part without it.
"Jake..." She murmured as he turned around to face her.
There was a cadence to the way she said his name on her kissable full lips that made it sound special.
He smiled, actually smiled as he looked down at her.
She was staring at him with adoration and love that made his heart skip a beat.
How long had he dreamed of having someone look upon at him like she did at the moment?
He still couldn't believe that she chose him and chose to stay with him wherever he went.
Normally, he would get bored after hanging with the same girl.
But with her, he would stay days and days with her and he wouldn't be bored.
He brushes her hair back gently behind her ear and she closes her eyes at his touch.
There was a tingle, a warmth he felt when they touched.
He leans forward, grabs her shoulders, and pulls her towards him.
He presses their bodies together and his lips sought hers.
His kiss was hard and forceful, and his hands held her body in an iron grip.
She didn't protest, instead she moaned against his lips and pulled him down returning his kiss with the same force.
He grunts as he feels her push her pelvis against his.
Her lips and body are intoxicating sensual firework inducing tingles that make him feel like he has his wings again.
What an rush he gets from a mere touch of her lips.
He enjoys and relishes the feeling.
She pulls away and they're both breathing heavily.
He looks at her eyes and sees the hunger and lust in them that makes him catch his breath.
Its not the first time he's felt this way with her.
He's seen her naked many, many times before.
He always making love to her endlessly.
And each time it feels as if it's the first time he's looking upon her beautiful, delicious, curvy body.
Her beauty always manages to make him gasp, even more so now that she's his queen, ruling by his side.
But today he wanted her, he craved for her and he knew she did too.
She runs her hands down his body and feels him through his jeans, causing him to groan.
"Make me yours, Jake." She whispers as she trails kisses down his jaw and neck.
He doesn't hesitate.
She kisses him, grabbing his hands and placing them against her breasts as she murmurs against his lips about how much she wants him, asking him if he wants her.
He always would want her and right now she was offering herself to him like many, many times before.
He feels hot and he wants her so badly.
He's rock hard already and he's already pushed her against the wall forcefully.
He kisses her hungrily as he unbuttons her shirt.
She yanks off his shirt and runs a finger down his strong chest.
He shivers at her touch because her touch is a burning, sizzling sensation.
He licks her breasts and nipples, pressing against her, enjoying the sweet moans escaping her swollen lips.
He carries her over to his bed and peels the rest of her clothes away as she unbuttons his jeans.
"Take me, Jake..." She moans as she wrapped her naked body against his.
He doesn't need to be told twice.
With their bodies entwined, fingers interlaced, sweat dripping down the two joined bodies, hushed whispers of sweet nothings shared between heated gasps and throaty moans; he experiences so many overwhelming burning sensations, so many intense emotions that he never believed that the simple act of making love with her was capable of making him feel so much, that when it is over, he collapses against her naked body shaking with the euphoric feeling he's felt when it ends.
When he comes down from his high, he whispers in her ear the three words he's reserved for her and only her.
"I love you..."
