Lucifer let out a small, gravelly growl in approval. My head rolled back when he brought his mouth to my entrance, letting the sound reverberate there, earning himself a thick moan. As his tongue slid through my arousal, my every sound filled up the room, creating an erotic spell that wound us tightly together.
“Look at me, Kitten,” Lucifer demanded. “Look at me when I’m tongue-fucking you.”
My attention went back to him just as he slowly started to sink his tongue into my depths while holding fiercely onto my gaze. His lips curled into a smile against me as he watched my face contort. “How do I feel?” he murmured into me.
I shivered under the waves of pleasure crashing down over me. “Fuckinggreat.”
“What about when I do this?”
“Oh!” I jumped with a shudder as two fingers took the place of his tongue, and his lips suctioned down on my clit, teeth grazing it before giving it a gentle suck. It was the perfect mix of pain and pleasure. “Oh fuck, Lucifer!”
“Is that a request?” He chuckled. “What are you going to do to earn my cock, woman?”
My eyes rolled back in my head, and he pushed his fingers deeper inside me. “I’m going to marry you, you devil.”
“That’s right, you are. You’ve been my mate before. And you were the queen I stole from another. But you’ve never been my wife before. I’m going to have you in every single way I can, Jessica Sims. In your last life, this one, and all others to follow. You understand me?”
I gave him a sloppy nod, delirious with lust.
“Good. Now, are you ready for me to fuck you so hard you’ll feel me inside you for weeks?”
19
Just like he warned, Lucifer’s hunger grew to the point where I knew he was no longer in complete control of his own actions. His celestial spirit was coming out to play with me, and for whatever reason, that just turned me on all the more.
I spread my legs further apart so he could see just how wet he was making me. He crawled over me, and I let out a surprised yelp when he grabbed my wrists and slammed my arms over my head, pinning them to the bed with one hand and covered my mouth with his other.
My cry turned to a whimper of pleasure when he pushed inside me with one swift thrust. He let out a dark snicker as he watched my eyes roll back from the intensity of it.
“How does it feel knowing your cunt is the only one I crave to fuck, that your womb is the only one I imagine filling with my seed?”
I groaned my answer, writhing my pelvis against his so that I could take him deeper, harder. My core clenched around his sweet invasion, the bliss far exceeding the pain. Damn, he felt good. I’d said it before, and I’d say it again, this dick was good enough to sell one’s soul for.
I moaned my answer into his palm, tears gathering in my eyes from the sheer intensity of it all. Sensing the orgasm looming over me, his thrusts picked up the pace. His movements were slow at first, but each pump was hard and sent a spasm of delicious fire ripping through my body with every stroke. It was glorious torture, the way he was rough with me but drew it out with the patience and precision of a true master.
His hand slipped from my mouth, and the full weight of his body came down on me, his arms caging my head in while he continued to pin me down. “Scream for me, my fiery little demon. I want Paradise to hear you coming undone around my cock.” He emphasized every word with an enthusiastic slam of his hips, and the ensuing orgasm was violent. It stretched so deep it kissed the spirit of my beast. It made her purr and me scream. His handsome features took on the most erotic expression as he watched me shatter around him.
Then his mouth came crashing over mine in a kiss that bled his devotion and demanded mine right back. When he suddenly tore away, he left me lifting off the bed after him in an attempt to chase his lips. But he still held my arms down with one hand, and with his other, he captured my jaw and forced my gaze on him.
The look he gave me caused my whole body to quake beneath his. His amber eyes had turned to molten lava, and as I stared into their scorching depths, I saw something dangerous and lethal looking right back at me. Then I knew it was Lucifer’s beast looking down at me, in control of this moment.
“Do you know who I am?” he growled, his voice a heady baritone, coarse and rough. It scraped over my every nerve, causing beads of sweat to gather on my brow.
“Y–yes.”
“Say it. Say what I am.”
“You’re my mate.”
“That’s right.”
He looked down to where we were connected, and my whole body flushed as his lips slowly split into an impish grin that was all teeth. “If only I could shift. Oh, the delicious ruin I could bring down on your tight cunt with my true form. There’s nothing more virile than a celestial in its true form.”
“I’ll take you in whatever form you prefer, but know I like both sides of Lucifer. You make him hard and rough and cruel at times. But in his true nature, he’s soft and kind. And I love both of you.”
Lucifer’s beast purred his approval. He pulled out, flipped me over, and lifted me onto my hands and knees. He draped his frame of sinew and muscle over my small, delicate body and grazed his teeth over my shoulder. “My host wants you to be his wife. You must know I don’t care about that. Neither does the creature inside you.”
I peeked past my shoulder at him and suppressed the shudder of wicked delight as I saw him looming over me, his hands possessively gripping my hips. “No?”
