“You think you do. You think you know me…”
“Let me know you then. Let me in, damn it. Take your mask off. Let me see you. ”
I wasn’t just talking about the mask he wore on his face. Beneath that he wore another. This gorgeous demon was shrouded in so many secrets. I knew very little about him, but I was still drawn to him. The pull was undeniable, the need to be close to him so strong it rivaled my need to breathe.
There was so much emotion buzzing between us, so much unknown. Something huge was hanging over our heads, like an invisible ball about to drop. But the foreboding and the anticipation only ramped up my desire for him.
“Touch me, Belial. Please.” My lips quivered, my voice coming out mewling and pathetic, but I didn’t care. I knew he liked it by the way the bulge in his pants twitched against my stomach. “Please.”
He hesitated. It was like he sensed it too. This wasn’t just sex. We’d broken through some emotional barrier, and if we took this further, if we continued down this path, there’d be no going back to the dynamic we had before.
It would be harder than ever to leave this place without him, but I couldn’t think about that right now. I needed a distraction. I needed to get lost in him, and worry about the future later.
So I begged him. I writhed beneath him, my wrists pulling at my cuffs, the rattle of the chain making my pulse push higher. I squirmed and moaned and begged.
This was degrading. Wrong. Sinful. Obscene.
And I was eating up every fucking second of it like the good little monster fucker I was.
My desire to be owned and dominated by this demon strangled all that remained of my self preservation.
“That’s right, little human. Beg for me to own your body…” He moved lower down my body, settling between my spread thighs. He pressed his thumb on my clit while two other fingers sunk inside me. “Beg me for to fill you up with whatever I feel like fucking you with.”
“Fill me with whatever you want,” I panted, wiggling my hips to urge him on. “Please.”
“Beg me to fuck you with my fingers.” The edge of his mask grazed the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, his warm breath rolling over my core.
“Please, Belial, fuck me with your fingers…”
“My tongue.”
A whimper left me. “Yes, your tongue…”
“Beg me to stretch out that gorgeous cunt of yours. I want to hear those pretty lips purse around your pathetic whimpers, telling me how much of a little slut you are for demon cock.”
“Please. Stretch me open. Fill me up. I’ve been wanting itsomuch….”
“Good girl,” he said with a gravelly purr that slid over my skin like sandpaper. “Now tell me how badly you want me to fill you with the seed I’ve been saving for you.”
Jesus Christ. The mouth on this demon.
The dark shit he did to me with just a few dirty words and the crook of his finger.
“I want you to fill me with your cum. I want to feel it, warm and hot inside me.” More tears flowed, and I felt one slip past the blindfold and roll down my cheek. “Because everything else in this realm is so damn cold.”
The warble of my voice had him pausing. His fingers pulled out of me and I cried at the loss.
My mind spun as I tried to make sense of what he was doing. The mattress dipped and he arched over me, the jingle of his horn jewelry ribboning around my ear. He placed something on the bed beside me.
My heart slammed against my ribs when it struck me. It was his mask.
As soon as I made the connection, his lips were on my cheek, kissing away my tear.
“I want to own every part of you, Rayven. That includes your tears, your scars, and your sadness too.”
His voice was charged with something I couldn’t parse, something that sat heavy on my chest like an anvil, squeezing more tears from me. He kissed away each one, then his lips trailed down my thighs, laying down a path of kisses that had my skin tingling.
The connection was sweet, and he took his time. His lips traced my scars, and his tender kisses might as well have been a whip for how they lashed over me, making me feel more vulnerable than I’d ever felt with anyone else. He was peeling back my layers, exposing parts of myself I hadn’t known were there.
