His smile was so seductive that you could trust him with anything, even your life. Well, with such a sexy appearance, of course.
“Well, if it’s that simple… what are the disadvantages?” I gave him a sly smile.
“Absolutely nothing, kitten.”
He smiled wider, baring his sharp fangs and dimples on his cheeks and it was so sexy. It was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen. His hand reached out, tilting my chin up, shifting my attention from the handsome blond man with eyes burning red with passion to the windows of a skyscraper. The scenes behind them suddenly changed, each window filled with images of people entangled in passion. It was all in plain sight, and, I had to admit, beautifully done. Each pair was different, different lighting, different fantasies, and, as I could already guess from talking to one, different demons.
“Is this some kind of demonic raid on poor people during Halloween, to suck our energy?”
“Yes. How smart you are, Aurora,” he whispered in my ear, biting my earlobe, and I felt his body tense at the gesture.
“All the demons have captured this area perfectly and quite easily. Everyone is now in euphoria and pleasure, they’re literally drowning in it. Don’t you feel it yourself, with your body and soul, hmm?” he purred so softly that I could listen to his voice forever.
“Come on… don’t you want to give in to this desire and get absolutely everything you’ve dreamed of with your book crush? I’ll gladly give you pleasure and fulfill every desire and fantasy, according to your will and command.”
He continued to purr in my ear, seducing me more and more, and I felt my resolve melt away completely.
“I… yes… yes… you’re right. I’m ready to give in to you, demon.”
“That’s nice. Now take off your dress, kitten, we’ll play my game. And leave the stockings, for me…”
He grinned maliciously and reached out to help me with the dress. Not that I really needed help, but his fingers slid over my skin so slowly that it made me shiver, each motion deliberate, exposing me completely before him.
Now it was my turn to undress him. I grinned, reaching for his turtleneck with such zeal and giddy anticipation that I could’ve jumped out of my panties with delight, well, if I had any left.
VI
He looked at me for a couple of minutes as if I were some kind of masterpiece of art, like a sculpture in a museum. He circled around me, not touching, just tracing me with his eyes. His gaze lingered on the stockings, and sometimes he lightly brushed their tops with the pointed nails on his index fingers. The middle and ring fingers had no nails, yet even that small touch was enough to make me burn to the ground. I grinned at the flood of thoughts consuming me mercilessly.
“Is something wrong?” I swallowed nervously, and he immediately moved toward me, scooping me into his arms.
“No, of course not, kitten. I was just enjoying you. I will worship you tonight. I was admiring the work of art standing before me,” he whispered softly, his red pupils sparkling as if smiling with happiness.
He cupped my cheeks in both hands and kissed me slowly, savoring me on his lips. The kiss was slow and lingering, but no less passionate, it only made me want to ride him, to feel him harder against my lips or deep inside me. I didn’t even know what I wanted anymore; I’d completely lost control of myself. And with joy, I surrendered to him, to the demon touching my face, to the fire he’d ignited inside me.
His hands slid down my neck, lightly stroking my skin, leaving trails of demonic heat and charm. My skin seemed to ignite under his warm touch. It was as if his skin amplified every nerve ending, as if a single touch aroused me more than anything I’d ever felt in my life. He was doing magic—by Devil, he truly was.
I opened my mouth wider, and his tongue slid in. The piercing pressed gently against mine, wrapping it in a teasing embrace that made me squeeze my thighs together, desperate to calm the ache building between them. It felt as though my slick was already running down my legs, and he just smiled through the kiss, deepening it further as if he wanted to devour me, to suck out my soul. And I was ready to give it to him, just for those sinful kisses.
Meanwhile, his hands moved lower. He stopped on my breasts, massaging my nipples until they burned beneath his fingertips. Moans escaped my lips, but he swallowed them greedily, drowning them in his insatiable kisses. I could feel the hard bulge pressing against his pants or rather, what felt like adamn mountainhidden behind leather. I leaned forward instinctively, trying to create friction, and he chuckled into the kiss.
Yes, he was mocking me.
I snorted to myself and bit his lip, which earned me a bite in return. He rolled his hips, pulling away and pressing in again,teasing me. Why did I already want to growl, tear those fucking clothes off him, and straddle him right here, right now?
I decided to take matters into my own hands, and my hands crawled like snakes along his thighs, skirting his fly. I tried blindly to find the locks on his leather pants, the two on the sides — the ones that would have obviously freed his cock. I found them and yanked them down sharply, feeling it come free, almost slapping against my stomach. Warm and insistent, he pressed against me, and I was about to react when he pulled back, taking a deep breath. He looked down at what I’ve just released, then took his cock in his hand, moving it back and forth in slow, deliberate thrusts that made me almost drool.
I sank to my knees in front of him instinctively, my hands reaching for him, pulled by a force I couldn’t resist. The slightly pink head glistened with pre-cum, and I ached to taste it. He stepped closer, bringing himself nearer, and I opened my mouth, sticking out my tongue. He grinned and tapped it with his tip, letting me taste him, it was a heady mix of pumpkin spice latte and something undeniably…demonic.
I opened wider, and he guided himself in, just enough to fill my mouth. I wrapped my hands around him, hugging him tightly, feeling the raw power and weight of him vibrating between us. My body betrayed me, heat pooling between my legs, and I didn’t care; all thought of anything else vanished as desire took over.
I let out a moan when he moved deeper, and when it became too much, I gagged slightly. He pulled back immediately, releasing himself from me. Licking his lips, he freed himself completely from the confines of his pants, letting them fall with a few casual hand movements, like a private striptease just for me. I knelt there, mesmerized, tasting him still lingering on my lips, unable to believe he was real. He was here,materialized from my fantasies, standing before me as if he’d stepped out of a book.
I admired him, my mouth slightly open, watching every move. The veins in his arms tightened as he flexed, and the exposed leather revealed his powerful legs, making my lips water at the thought of tracing them. I licked my lips unconsciously, and he giggled, never breaking eye contact, tracking my every motion.
“Hands on your pussy, kitten…show mehow you want me,” he whispered softly, and I opened my mouth, nervously breathing.
“I never…”
