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“I accept your challenge.” Because that’s what her statement was. She won’t know anything about anything in a couple of hours. “Safeword?” She turns to look at me in confusion. “I know you know what a safeword is, Love. You read porn.”
“I read smut. And I do know what a safeword is. Do you think I’ll actually need one?” I lift a brow in response. She’ll need a lot of things, actually. “Red. I use the stoplight method.” Easy enough to remember.
“Thank you,” I whisper against her neck while I place a kiss on her shoulder. When I sit back up, it’s with a bullet in my hand, turning it on against her clit. I don’t need my power anymore when I have her toys.
I don’t move, letting her fuck herself against me while I keep the vibrator on the lowest setting. It’s not getting her off, only teasing her. I switch the bullet to my other hand and keep it still while I reach for the lube and anal plug.
With her infinitely frustrated, I drop the bullet against the bed. I squirt lube against her little puckered hole, and use my thumb to massage it in, barely breaching past it. “Relax, Love.” If she can’t relax on her own, I’ll use my power, but I want to know that she can do it.
She needs to be prepared because Satan and I share. Everything.
Bree takes a deep breath, relaxing her whole body as she exhales. “Good girl,” I coo as my thumb slides in with little resistance. I spread the lube with my thumb, then spread it on the plug before asking to repeat her deep breath. The plug slides in and she contracts around it, squeezing me along with it. It’s a tight fit in her little body but she can take it. I pick up the bullet, and press it against her clit once more, this time on a higher setting. Seventeen seconds later, her pussy floods in orgasm.
“Yeah, Love. Just like that.” I switch positions after every orgasm, never giving her time to come down from the high.
I also grow bigger in size with each orgasm she feeds me. “Yellow,” she says after the sixth one.
I switch her into missionary, making sure we have eye contact. “What’s wrong?”
“Are you getting bigger?” I nod my head slowly, worried about what she’s asking. “Take the plug out. I’m over-sensitive and you getting bigger is starting to hurt.”
Understandable. I give her a quick lick between her breasts, still encased in the pretty lace negligee. Asking her to take another deep breath, I slowly pull the plug out on her exhale. Her body relaxes a little and I decide to make this her last one.
“Okay?” She nods her head and I start to thrust slowly into her. This one wont be like all the others. I’m not fucking her anymore. This is past lust now. I could love her. No, I do love her.
Halfway through our lovemaking, I switch forms; though I keep my knotted cock, and kiss her. It’s intimate in a way I’ve never felt before. I could live on just her forever. Our mouths didn’t let up the entire time and I swallowed every sound she made. When I feel her on the cusp, I finally push myself all the way in. She explodes, my knot keeping us locked together as I blow right behind her.
Turning, I put us back in the original position that started this whole thing. Her body relaxes on top of mine as I rub her back with one hand and massage her scalp with the other. I feel her breathing even out, so I lay her back on the bed and get up to go to the bathroom.
I stop in front of Rellick’s bedroom door. FUCK! I forgot about the kid! Bree was not quiet! Unless he’s a deep sleeper, we totally woke him up. Slowly, I open his bedroom door and look inside.
He’s not there. I throw the door open completely, seeing that Rellick is not in his room. I run to the bathroom to check; empty. Living room, kitchen, back into Bree’s room. All empty!
I don’t want to wake Bree up, but this is serious. What if he thought I was hurting her and left?! “Love?” I crawl into bed next to her, gently shaking her. “Bree?”
She must here the franticness in my voice because she jolts awake. “What’s wrong? Is it Rellick?” Instead of getting up to search the apartment like I did, she reaches for her phone on the nightstand. “I don’t have any messages. Did Josie or Mera call me?”
My brain is slow to catch up. “Do they have him?” My entire body relaxes at her nod. Thank fuck! “I couldn’t find him, and I freaked.”
“Aww. You were worried about him?” limply, she crawls until she’s lying against my chest.
Placing my hand on her scalp, I wrap my fingers in her hair and bring her mouth to mine. “Now, I’m worried about you,” I say against her mouth as I end the kiss. Lifting her in my arms, I carry us to the front door, saying the witchy words needed to transfer us to Hell House. I walk downstairs into her bedroom and lay her on the bed. “Don’t move,” I command. Turning to the hot tub in the corner, I start to fill it with hot water. I throw a handful of bath salts in the tub along with some oils that are made for muscle relief. Once it’s filled enough to cover the jets, I turn off the water.
Moving to the bed, I grab the lace and gently lift it over Bree’s head. Kissing her forehead, cheeks, and nose, I save her mouth for last. I don’t want to get carried away because she needs aftercare. I never really cared about it, but I would do anything to make sure that Bree is happy and healthy.
Placing her in the tub, I sit across from her and turn on the jets. I lift her right foot and begin to massage the sole.
My body is brimming with so much power that I feel like my skin is burning. I expel my power as calming rather than brimming with lust into Bree, watching her slip father into the water. “That feels so good,” she groans.
I massage her foot for a few minutes longer until she speaks again. “Beast?” Her voice is tentative, putting me on edge.
“Yes, Love?” I focus my attention on her, switching her feet so I have the left one now.
She bites her lip and looks away, before steeling her shoulders and staring me dead in the eyes. “Did you brand me?”
I pause my ministrations, her words taking a second to fully reach me. “No. I didn’t,” I hedge. I decided not to though it’s what I want more than anything at the moment. Satan said she blocked them all out and I have a feeling it had to do with the brands. And her knowing nothing about them.
Her eyes drop for a second, uncertainty in her gaze. “Because you didn’t want to?”
