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Rey’s friends mean well. They just want her to be happy so she isn’t always the 5th wheel.
The shit eating grin on Poe’s face made Rey’s stomach drop. What had this idiot done, now? When her eyes dropped down to the game he carried in his grasp, she understood exactly what he’d done.
“A ouija board, really?” Rey groaned. “What is wrong with you?”
“Come on Rey, live a little,” Poe smirked.
He sauntered over to her living room. Finn followed behind and gave Rey an apologetic look. She just rolled her eyes and made her way towards Rose and Kaydel. They all gathered around the trunk that Rey was now using as a coffee table. Poe set up the ouija board and planchette on top of it.
“What should we ask it?” Kaydel questioned as she lit some candles. Rose turned off the light and then sat down on her knees by the trunk.
“Well first, we all have to put our fingers on the planchette,” Poe replied. “Kinky, I know.”
Rey huffed in annoyance but watched as everyone put two fingers on the pointer. She placed her fingers down on the planchette and waited.
“Is there a spirit in the room?” Poe questioned.
The planchette moved to the word “yes.”
“Which one of you did that,” Rose accused.
“It’s the spirit,” Poe grinned.
Rey snorted. Yeah right.
“What’s your name?” Finn asked.
The planchette moved spelling out a name.
K…Y…L…O
“Kylo,” Rey called out. “That’s a weird name.”
Suddenly, Rey felt a cool breeze against her cheek, almost as if someone kissed her. She ignored it and looked around the room at each of her friends' faces. They were clearly having the time of their life speaking to this so-called demon.
They went around the circle, each asking a simple question to get to know Kylo. He mostly answered yes or no questions. Does he mean them harm? No. Did he come from the trunk? Yes. Is he dead? No answer.
“Kylo, will our Rey get herself a boyfriend?” Poe asked.
The planchette suddenly flung across the room and slammed against the wall. Rey felt the air leave her lungs. It was almost… volatile.
“Damn Rey, you didn’t have to throw it across the room. I was only kidding with you,” Poe said as he started to pack up the board.
“It wasn’t me,” Rey replied.
Poe grumbled under his breath as he grabbed the planchette. The air in the room felt thick with tension. Rey shivered as she got up to her feet to turn the light back on.
“How about we play something else,” Rose suggested. “Pictionary? And no more questions about Rey’s love life.”
Rose really was the best friend Rey could ever ask for. They continued their game night, forgetting the weird experience with the ouija board.
The only problem was… they all had forgotten to close out the game with a “goodbye.”
The next day, Rey finds a single red rose on her pillow. That’s strange… it wasn’t there when she went to sleep.
A few days go by without anything strange happening. Until Rey notices a note on her nightstand.
The handwriting didn’t look familiar. But surely one of her friends could have faked it.
Rey didn’t get a reply from the note, but the next morning so woke up to a surprise or two.
Waking up in bed next to a stranger should make Rey angry. She should be scared that someone intruded into her home. But she was neither of those things. Instead, Rey found herself curious and a little horny. The man in her bed was naked from the waist up. He looked so innocent in his sleep. Dark wavy locks framed his beautiful face along with two striking horns.
Like a devil. Rey reasoned.
As if the man could hear her very thoughts, he blinked awake and wrapped one large arm around her waist, pulling her snuggly against his solid chest.
“My little wife,” he growled against Rey’s neck, before pressing a kiss there.
“Wha… what?”
He rolled them over so Rey was beneath him and he smiled down at her so sweetly.
“You’re my wife,” he proclaimed.
“Uh, I don’t think so,” Rey replied.
“Yes, you are.”
Then, he tugged Rey’s pajama top down to expose the side of her breast. Rey slapped his hand away and pulled her top back in place.
“What the hell are you doing?” Rey questioned.
“You’re wearing my mark,” he insisted.
Rey jumped up from the bed and crossed over to the mirror hanging on her closet door. She tugged her shirt to the side and gasped. There was a mark on the side of her breast. It was a butterfly and a bow with flowers surrounding it.
How?
“Who are you?” Rey asked, her gaze burning into the man’s through the reflection of the mirror.”
“I’m Kylo Ren.”
“Are you a devil?”
“I’m a demon. Your demon.”
Rey excuses herself to the bathroom.
After sending some chaotic tweets and briefly updating Kay and Rose on the demon husband situation, Rey realized that she would have to quit hiding in the bathroom and confront said Demon.
She opened the door and peered at him lounging on her bed and she felt her mouth water. He looked like he was sculpted from marble.
Rey crossed the room and sat down beside him on the bed. Kylo gently brushed a lock of hair behind her ear and leaned in to kiss her soundly on the mouth. His tongue swiped against Rey’s lower lip and she moaned into the kiss.
“Kylo,” Rey said as she pulled back from the kiss. “We should talk about this. What does this all mean?”
“This mark,” Kylo traced his fingers across the butterfly and bow. “It binds you to me for all of eternity, as my wife.”
Rey’s eyes widened. That was a lot to take in. One minute she was single and the next she’s married to a demon for eternity. Go big or go home, Rey mused.
And Kylo was very big.
“Will you let me kiss you again, wife.”
Rey leaned forward and pursed her lips for a kiss. Kylo chuckled lightly as he swooped in to kiss her neck.
“Not there, love.”
Kylo settled himself between Rey’s thighs and pressed a kiss to her hipbone.
“May I?” he questioned.
Rey simply nodded as Kylo stripped her of her pajama shorts. Then his sinful mouth was on her. Rey gasped as Kylo licked up her slit and circled her clit with the tip of his tongue. She sank her fingers into his hair and tugged lightly.
She peered down at Kylo as he devoured her. Rey rocked her hips against his mouth and grabbed onto his horns to steady herself. Kylo let out a low growl.
“S…sorry,” Rey said, releasing his horns, afraid that she’d hurt him.
Kylo grabbed her hands and put them back on his horns. Then he sucked her clit and stared at her with a simmering gaze from between her splayed thighs.
It didn’t take Rey long to come against Kylo’s wicked tongue and lips. He groaned and lapped up her release. Once she came down from the aftershocks, Rey gently pushed Kylo’s shoulder and closed her legs.
He licked his lips and smirked down at her.
“That’s only the beginning,” Kylo promised.
Rey finally tells her friends about her demon husband... well... almost.
Meanwhile in the girl's chat.
Demon husband has an iPhone.
And who could this be?
