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“It’s not. It’s brave. Courageous.” She lowers her face until her lips are a breath away. “It was thrilling.”
I have every intention of saying, “Get off me, succubus,” but when I feel the tip of her tongue swipe at a spot by my mouth, I freeze.
“You had a little demon blood there,” she whispers.
Her curtain of dark hair falls over her shoulder, brushing my face. It’s heavy, silky, smooth, emitting a delicate but intoxicating fragrance of jasmine and musk and orange blossom.
I look up into her eyes. The heat of battle still sings in my blood, and it’s like a Heavenly choir growing louder in my head as I hold her mesmerizing gaze.
I’m not done yet.
I stand abruptly, grabbing her ass so that she stays pressed against me. Agrat lets out a breathy yip, but clings to me, eyes glowing with excitement as I deposit her on the desk.
Now it’s my lips a breath from hers, and I’m torn. I know what I need to do—step away and leave, and don’t come back.
That is different from what Iwantto do.
Iwantto claim her, mark her. Forget about my duty to Heaven, and hers to Hell. I want to take this demon…and make her mine.
God help me, but if I have been corrupted, I can think of no sweeter way to fall from grace.
* * *
“Every warrior deserves a spoil from battle,” she breathes, and with a blink of her eyes, the cocktail dress she wore earlier changes to something entirely sheer and gauze, a dress with no sleeves and slit completely down the middle, held in place at her waist with a heavy gold chain. There is nothing left to the imagination—her round, golden breasts sitting high with erect rosy nipples; the soft, flat plane of her belly; the pair of shapely golden thighs parted; the trimmed mound of black hair in the shape of a triangle, pointing down at that which I cannot look away from—two soft-looking lips, puffy with desire, pink slit glistening with need.
With another slow blink from her, my suit falls away. There’s only a sheer, gauzy skirt at my waist that does nothing to hide the enormous tent of my arousal.
Agrat reaches for me, for the opening in the skirt, and closes her soft fist around my pulsing member. It jumps in her hand and grows harder still.
She purrs, pulling me closer and slowly pumping my cock. “That’s it, my love. The holy smiter. It felt so good to dismember that demon, didn’t it?”
I close my eyes as pleasure jolts through me. “So good.” When I reopen them, we are not in her office any longer. We are inside a tent draped with rugs, the walls gossamer fabric, set in a desert. The sun has just sunk beneath the horizon. There are cushions all over the floor, and we kneel together.
Thick, creamy fluid dribbles from the tip of my cock, and Agrat smears it along my length, her dark eyes glowing. “Nothing gave me greater desire than watching you move, my love,” she breathes. She leans down as if she’s bowing before me, thighs spread wide, and takes my cock into her mouth.
I can’t hold back a loud groan. The pleasure is inconceivable, hot and throbbing, filling every cell in my body. Her mouth, tight and wet and warm, moves up and down, back and forth, until I can no longer contain myself, and I explode, shooting more thick cream down her throat.
She raises herself up, her eyes black with lust. “Delicious,” she whispers.
I grab her and yank her close. Our lips collide, our mouths open and greedy. I plunder her mouth with my tongue, a heady sensation overtaking me. All I can focus on is the taste of her, the taste of me on her tongue.
I reach between her parted thighs, immediately finding the slippery wet slit of her, and with a gasp, I insert one, then two fingers. Agrat moans and fucks back on my fingers, sucking them both in deep. The grip of her is like a vise, and soon enough, she throws her head back to scream her climax to the empty desert.
With a violent rip, I tear the bit of cloth from her body, revealing all of that golden perfection. She breathes hard, waiting for me.
I flip her to her back and shove her thighs apart, then bury my mouth in her sweet mound. I suck at her soft, wet lips, then her honeyed clit before sliding my tongue deeply through her pink slit, lapping up every drop of sweet nectar I can find. She grabs a greedy handful of my hair and tugs me close.
“Fuck me with your tongue, just like that,” she pants, lifting her hips to meet every one of my tongue-thrusts. “Oh yes, Zeph. Just…like…that…”
With another piercing cry, she comes against my mouth, all over my tongue, flooding my mouth with more of her aphrodisiacal juice. I grip her hips and keep her tight against my mouth as she shudders through aftershocks, then I flip her to her knees.
She looks at me over her shoulder as I rise up behind her, and with little ceremony, hilt my long, throbbing cock deep inside her with one smooth push that makes her scream. I grab her hips tight in each hand, tilting her ass and pussy back toward me, and fuck her mercilessly. The sound of her hips slamming against mine and her cries of delight echo all around me in this desert that belongs to just the two of us.
My head falls back as I lose myself in the animal pleasure overtaking me. Agrat’s body is pure perfection, as if it were molded just for me.
The tight, hot, wetness around me disappears for a moment, and my eyes fly open. I’m now on my back, and Agrat straddles my hips.
“Before Eve, there was my mother Lillith,” she coos, splaying her hands on my chest. “Adam, that perfect moron, refused to allow her to ride atop him when they mated, and so she was banished from Eden. But tell me, my love…” She sinks torturously slowly onto my thick, hard length, eyes glowing as I groan loud and long at the sheer pleasure of it. “Is this positionreallyworthy of exile?”
