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Dante tightens his jaw, but I can see how much he wants to smile. “You know, for having such a pure soul, you’re a naughty, naughty girl. I love it. Keep it up and maybe I’ll let you mark me too.”
I laugh. I can’t help it. What started off as a shit day is now turning to be an adventure I never expected to be on board with. If he thinks this will help me trust him, I’m willing to try.
“Now pick your safe word. Make it easy for me to remember, because we don’t use them in Hell, and I plan to see how far you’ll let me go.”
Fuck me. “Uhh...halo?”
A laugh escapes Dante’s mouth. “I should be thankful you didn’t say God. And just for that word choice, I’m going to pleasure the Hell into you. Kase likes to fuck with his tail, but just wait until you feel my tongue.”
He flicks it out slowly, showing off the barbells on each side of the split in the middle that forks it. I swallow in anticipation as the smile vanishes from his face. I can’t move much, but I rock the swing, my clit begging for me to squeeze my legs together to try to smother the tingling ache.
Stopping in front of me, he adjusts his bulge in his pants without pulling it free. He just teases me for a minute, tracing his index finger over my clit and between my lips, sliding it into me. He hums as he brings his hand to his mouth and sucks his finger, closing his eyes like he’s been craving to taste me like this.
“You’re so wet,” he murmurs, adjusting the height of the swing, raising me up a bit more until he can kneel with me at his face level. He lowers the seat strap and adjusts the bar restraints until I can’t see him completely. “So sexy. I can’t wait to make you cum all over me.”
Dante hooks his fingers to my legs and pulls me to his face, making me gasp and clench. The sensation his tongue makes is unlike anything I’ve ever felt, each side of his forked tongue massaging my clit in a way that it feels as if he strokes it between two lubed fingers while also sucking me hard enough to make my eyes roll back. My moan echoes through the room, the sensation bringing me to the edge of an orgasm faster than I expect, my whole body aching with a need for release.
Dante slows, cutting me off. “Not so fast. I’m just getting started.”
The buzz of the vibrator sounds through the air, and I stiffen and jerk my body as the intensity of the toy sends stars bursting in my vision. I gasp and scream out in pleasure, the sensation stealing my ability to do anything else. Slowly slipping the toy inside me, he adjusts it just right that it hits my G-spot, sending tingles right to my clit as well.
“I’m going to leave my mark when you cum,” Dante says, kissing me between my legs, stroking his tongue over my clit. “Just a quick bite right where any other fucker you might let enjoy you will see. They’ll know who you truly belong to.”
I moan my agreement, my mind fuzzy and my body heavy with lust and need. I’d probably agree to a tattoo right now if he asked, because if this is how the rest of eternity will be...where’s the contract? Sign me up. I’m his.
“It won’t hurt, but you will feel a bit high. You trust me, right? You know I’ll take care of you,” he murmurs, licking his tongue over my body again.
“I trust you,” I say with a gasp. “Bite me. Fuck me. Do whatever you want.”
“My pretty soul. You’re too good for me, just how I like it.”
I lose myself to the bliss he rouses, feeling my body build and build with tingles until I feel like I’ll explode. My clit aches with my tensing muscles, and I feel myself squirt with my orgasm, the spasms so intense that I can’t move or speak or breathe. My toes curl and I arch my back, riding the wave of mind-blowing pleasure. Dante grabs a strap on the swing that pulls me upright, and I watch through lust-heavy lids as he extends his fangs like a snake and bites into my thigh. He sucks his bite for a minute and presses his hot fingers on the circular marks until he staunches the bleeding.
My orgasm finally releases me, and I relax, enjoying the new tingles bursting through my body. Dante stands and brushes my hair from my face, smiling down at me for a moment before releasing my arms from the restraints. I moan and reach for him, brushing my mouth to his neck, and he tilts his head and kisses my lips.
“You’re my perfect soul,” he murmurs, carrying me to the bed. “You have no idea how hard these next few hours will be.”
I blink a few times, my vision hazy. My body sings with pleasure, still humming with the electric bliss Dante ignited in me. He curls on the bed beside me and plays with my hair, twirling it between his fingers. I expect him to unbutton his pants at any second, but he doesn’t, just continuing to kiss me and play with my hair.
So I reach for him, yearning to feel his hard body in mine. It’s all I can think about through the strange haze clouding the air. His fragrance fills my senses, and I inhale a deep breath near his neck, trying and failing to undress him.
It takes me a moment to realize he pulled my hands to his chest and pins them over his heart. “I want to give you everything you want, but you’re probably seeing stars.”
I force my eyes to open and peer at the strange glow coming in through the window. “Angels too,” I murmur, trying to lift my heavy hand.
Dante stiffens and turns over. A growl escapes his lips, and he sits up and grabs something from his nightstand. “That’s not a fucking angel. It’s a flashlight.”
The bed shifts as Dante gets to his feet and strides across the room. I can’t focus on anything but the light. Yanking the blinds up, Dante hisses. I shield my eyes from the blinding light, but it only grows more intensely.
Glass shatters, and Dante roars.
My body refuses to react. To do anything.
I remain frozen on the bed and watch Dante drag in someone through the broken window. A holler rips through the air, piercing my ears. My muscles don’t tense or anything. I know I should be afraid, but the strange haze and dancing lights lock my focus on them, not allowing me to process what’s happening only feet away.
“You can’t kill me,” a gruff voice says, bellowing through the room. “I have a contract with Vik. If you hurt me, he’ll—”
Dante hoists the man off his feet and squeezes his neck. I watch in fascination as the man’s face changes colors. Growling, Dante transforms completely into his hellish form, unleashing his beast on the man until his body falls to the ground without his head. Dante throws the man’s head at the window and shakes his head, heaving a breath.
