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“I know what you need. And I’ll give it to you, I promise.”
He bites down on my bottom lip as he drives relentlessly into me. I have to drop my hands to his shoulders, clutching them for dear life as pleasure overtakes my body. Each thrust makes something hot build in my core, my pussy clenching around his cock tightly as he pushes me over the edge.
“Come for me, little bird,” he whispers raggedly, and I don’t know if it’s a plea or a command, but I do it anyway.
It’s an overwhelming release, my vision going spotty and my breath seizing in my throat as the orgasm rocks through my body.
“Fuck!” I scream out. “Oh fuck, Lucifer! Yes!”
How does he do this to me every time?
I thought to myself a moment ago that he was fucking me as if he wanted to fuse our bodies together, but as I cling to him in an orgasmic rush, it feels like oursoulsthemselves might be merging.
I’m lost in it. Lost inhim. He seems to be just as overwhelmed as I am, his movements becoming jagged and falling out of rhythm before he thrusts completely into me and stops. His cock pulses several times, swelling and jerking inside me as he empties himself, filling me with the warm jets of his release.
“Mine,” he breathes, his hot breath stirring my hair as he braces me against the wall, keeping our bodies pressed together as closely as possible. I’m not even sure he’s aware of saying the word this time, but that doesn’t change the fact that he’s right.
Lucifer escaped Hell once, and I’m pretty sure he once thought that nothing could bring him back.
But he did come back.
For me.
Chapter5
Lucifer
My shaft has barely softenedat all, and I make no move to release Sophia, holding her against the wall as if I could freeze this moment in time. Keep her stuffed full of my cock and my cum, her arms wrapped around me and her sweaty skin sticking to mine.
I’ve never longed for the light of Heaven, but I’m sure it could never hold a candle to this.Thisis what true paradise feels like.
My lips graze Sophia’s skin as I keep her wrapped in my embrace, an irrational sort of fear telling me if I stop touching her, she’ll disappear.
Back on Earth, when I first claimed her body as my own, it calmed a storm that had been raging within me for millennia. Each subsequent time our bodies became one, it had the same sweet effect. However, right now, the darkness is still swirling in my chest. My eyes close tightly, hoping that somehow it’ll help the feeling dissipate. It doesn’t.
There’s so much fury within me for what’s happened to her. The more primal part of my brain longs to storm to my father’s chamber and rip his head off for what all he’s done to my little bird. Locking her up, bruising her, threatening her. I squeeze my eyes tighter, knowing that I need to keep some sort of control over myself; I don’t want to risk showing her the ugly side of my anger right now. She’s survived enough wrath.
I don’t know if it’s because of our time apart or this possessiveness I have over her, but the moment I stop thinking about my father, I’m plagued with the desire to fuck her senseless and leave her unable to walk and dripping with my cum. But my desires aren’t what matter right now, and neither is my anger. The first thing on the agenda is caring for her.
A soft sigh slips past her lips, and immediately, I lean back to study her face. Just as worry begins to spread like poison in my chest, it’s dampened by her sweet, breathy laugh. The expression on her face is one of satiated tiredness, a calmness that wasn’t there before smoothing out the tiny frown lines that creased her features earlier.
“If I wasn’t a mess before, I’m definitelyfilthynow,” she murmurs, biting her bottom lip as her mouth curves upward at the corners.
I roll my eyes and chuckle, appreciating her ability to alleviate a tense moment with a joke or crude remark. Kissing her softly, I lift her away from the wall and carry her toward the bathroom, although I still refuse to withdraw my cock from her yet. Just like the rest of the chamber, the bathing room oozes opulence. The massive, tiled space made of marble, maroon, and gold is completed with a huge brass chandelier that dominates the high ceiling. It gives off enough light to easily navigate the bathroom, but it’s a soft orangish glow, not overpowering or too bright.
Once we reach the large clawfoot tub that sits in the middle of the far wall, I withdraw myself from Sophia’s tight, wet pussy at last, bending down to set her on the edge of the tub. My cock is fully hard again, but I’m trying to ignore it.
She snickers to herself, and I narrow my eyes at her curiously. “What?”
“I was starting to think that you were gonna keep me on your dick all day.”
My nostrils flare, and I grip her jaw, tilting her head up to claim a searing kiss before murmuring against her lips, “Don’t tempt me.”
Then I release her and turn the water on, grabbing a couple of glass decanters and vials that line a small table next to the bath. After giving each one a sniff, I add a mixture of oils, soaps, and salts to the bath water. Once it’s foaming nicely, giving off a light floral scent, I straighten and help Sophia into the water, holding her hands to keep her steady as she steps in.
As she settles into the large bathtub, I climb in behind her. The tub is large enough to give us plenty of room, although even if it were as small as the tiny bathtubs most humans use on Earth, that wouldn’t stop me from joining her.
“That feels good,” she sighs as the water envelops us both, settling back into my embrace.
