Page 9 of La Petite Morte


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"Let me taste it," Dean seethed, sharp exhales expanded his already broad chest.

She smiled at him. "But you lied to me, puppy. That's not being very loyal."

"I'm sorry, my Mistress. But I would never hurt you."

She crawled to him, while my fingertips slid down her spine with affection. Her heart-shaped ass danced in front of me, and my cock grew harder.

I bent down, kissing and adoring her warm expanse of flesh. She moaned for me as I slid my tongue across that puckered entrance.

She grabbed Dean's shoulder, pulling herself across his lap. Her pussy wet and eager as she moved her hips up and across his wet cock still slick and wettened by my tongue.

"I know you'd never hurt me Dean. Because if you did, I'd condemn you to the darkest of hells.

His teeth shown as he hissed, writhing beneath her. She looked back at me, that sinister sexy smile in her eyes.

"Fuck me, my angel."

She lay Dean down on the ground, the drops of blood on her tits clung to her nipples. She knew exactly what she was doing to him as I slid my thick length across her wet pussy and entered her.

She sighed as her nipple became a feast for Dean. I fucked her long and hard, her pussy clenching over me as I tried to drag myself out. It was the sweetest pressure that milked out quick bursts of precum that coated my dark cock and mixed with her milky cream.

Dean sucked on her nipples, hungry for blood. That's all he saw as she grabbed his cock, jerking him off as I fucked her.

"That’s my good boy," she murmured into his ear.

And I fucked her harder, wanting to force her screams out for me.

"Fuck me!" She screamed out, shuddering. Dean grunted beneath her.

"Cum for me!" She yelled at both of us as in her delirium she slid off me, replacing me with Dean's cock.

I looked at her, riding him, and my jealousy once again emerged. Grabbing her hips, I gathered the cream I forced out of her, off my cock and onto her puckered hole. She hissed as I forced myself into her. Crying out my name as she fucked us both. I grabbed her tits, rolling the nipples as I lifted her to my chest.

"Lazarus," she whispered, sliding her hand around the back of my neck. She released Dean at some point, and he was giving her hard sharp thrusts up into her cunt, as if punishing her for torturing him.

She did have the sweetest way of torturing her pets.

"Cum for me, my love." I whispered hoarsely in her ear.

I reached down to her mound, the sight of my dark skin against her white flesh was an instant turn on. She moaned and swiveled her lips, gasping for air as I fondled her clit.

Dean fucked up into her like a wild demon in lust, while I gave her long hard thrusts. She shuddered and shook as we prolonged the orgasm. Falling limply on Dean, he held her tight to him, his dark eyes on me as we fucked her. A competition to see who's name she'd shout.

Sure enough, she cried out my name again, begging me to cum for her and I smiled down at Dean, knowing I had won.

In one long stroke, my cock burst for her. Dean continued to jackhammer into her needy pussy and my sweet Imogen moaned for him, cumming once again on us both. Dean grunted, but it was Imogen who wielded her power and forced him to let go. He shattered beneath her, and she laughed as he exploded inside if her.

She remained on his cock, as I pulled out of her. I went to clean up while she tugged on Dean's hair forcing him to look at her.

"If it goes missing again, you will be no more. Do you understand me."

In his weakened state, his eyes were once again a light hazel. He nodded and she pulled him up to her chest.

I looked back at them as I walked out. She was now whispering Dean's name over and over as he fucked her. The demons were now gone, all that remained was their love.Their bodies tangled as they stroked and danced against one another.

I left them, because if I stayed, I was afraid those same demons that had spoken once to him, would speak to me.

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