Page 85 of When I Accidentally Summoned a Demon

“One.” The corner of my mouth crooks.

“You call me a brat,” she huffs.

“Your ass is unbelievable,” I say without moving. The crystal presses against my dick on the other side. “It is hell’s sin and heaven’s rapture. Tell me what you feel, my Star.”

“It’s hard to explain. It hurts so much.” I stiffen until she takes a deep breath and says through tears, “But that sin and rapture you’re feeling, it’s surging through me. It makes me want to explore more.”

“Say the word, and I will fuck this beautiful, filthy hole, Ves. Or tell me to get the fuck out, and I will.”

“Fuck me, Valefar. Just take out the crystal first. And for the love of all things merciful, please go slow.”

“As you wish, Mistress.” I remove the crystal.

Now, I fuck her slow and deep. Inch by inch, I sink in further, the lube easing my motions. She whimpers through each one. But her shallow gasps turn longer as she breathes through the pressure. It damns me, the excruciating grip of her ass.

As I rock her, I pay attention to her other erogenous zones. I flick her nipples with my thumbs. My tail rubs her clit, working it with its natural softer vibrations. Her spine arches, hips beginning to move to my rhythm. Her cheeks turn redder, her breasts flushed and hot against my palms.

“Devil in hell, you’re soaked,” I remark when my fingers find her sodden opening. “You’re my filthy girl, aren’t you? Love it when I fuck your ass.”

“Yes, yes, I love it.” She clenches more, riding me, our tethered sensations latching onto one another in an unbreakable bond. “Faster. Harder. Fuck my ass.”

“I’ll fuck you. And your soul. And you…will fuck mine.”

I unleash the monster inside.

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Vesper

He’s splitting my insides, tearing up every inch of my ass.

It burns, I won’t deny. Like he’s driving a thick, hot pipe into me. But no pain could erase the eroticism, the beautiful pressure. And as he said, he is very good at what he does.

Valefar knows my needs even more than me. His thrusts aren’t shallow and quick. They’re deep, strong, and sensual, driving my body into a mad frenzy. My wrists are chafed from his tail as I twist and wriggle. The air chills the sweat glistening on our skin. My nerves are ignited. I’m so alive to every sensation.

Desire consumes me. Hot waves crash through me as he picks up his pace, still thrusting, rocking against my ass, which is still sore from his tail. The pressure surrounds me like an all-consuming fever.

Just as I’m climbing to an unconquerable peak, he pauses.

“What?”

His palm settles on my brow, so tender. And I part my lips, the awe rushing through me. Inside those orbs, I find a ring of silver pulsing around the golden irises. Tears spill down my cheeks because I know…it’s my soul. It doesn’t simply tether to his. My soul encircles Valefar’s, protecting it, possessing it like a never-ending circle. Eternity.

“Tell me how much you want it,” he growls low. “Tell me how much you love it. Love me fucking your ass. How I will fuck you to such heights, you will never remember how he gave you only pain and torture. I won’t stop until I give you what you deserve. And what we both need.”

With all my awareness locking onto him, I lick my lips and lift my chin until our lips brush. “I want you so much, it terrifies me. But I love you even more than I want you. And that’s the beautiful, dangerous part. So if one day, death comes knocking, tell it not to bother. I’m taking you with me, Big Guy. You’re mine.”

“I’ll follow you to hell and back. Because we will go back. After we give the Devil the finger, then we go…to heaven. Forever.”

He kisses me, devouring me. A second later, he’s driving himself inside like a battering ram, deepening the unstoppable ache.

He seems to know just what I need, because he takes the vibrator and plunges it inside me. At the same moment, he slams against me, burying himself to the breaking point and flooding my ass with his hot release.

The world slips sideways and takes me with it. My pulse surges as everything shatters through me in waves of impossible brightness and color. Somewhere in the distance, I realize I’m making a sound against his mouth while he kisses me, unrelenting, calling, summoning my very soul. Nothing exists except the rush beneath my skin and the dizzying euphoria pulling me under.

“Again,” he growls against my mouth.

He pulls the vibrator out and chucks it away—all so he can slap my inner and outer lips with his tail, rubbing my clit between each third hit.