He grunts. “Not sure, at least a couple hours. But after the first time I knot you, your heat will spike and you will be lost to the fog. I’m glad I got to share such a special moment with you, mate.” He bends down to kiss me again. I nod my head in agreement. The feeling of his knot inside me pulls me under and I succumb to my heat.
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I go in and out of consciousness for the next 24 hours. I am unaware of most of the stuff that’s going on and continuously beg Asmodeus for that delicious knot of his and his come. I can tell that he is giving in to my demands and ensuring that I’m safe, happy, and content. I’ve never experienced anything like this before, and wow, this is wild.
I’m already addicted to his knot and hope this is something that I can experience outside of my heat. I love how his knot and cock fill me to the brim and hit all these special placesinside me that I never knew existed until now. I can’t count or remember the number of times he has knotted me already.
The bed is completely coated in our fluids. The smell of us permeates the room, the scent earthy and transcendent, pushing me to new heights. His scent is all over me, and it drives me insane with need. I haven’t let him out of my sight once.
One of the few lucid moments I have is with Az and me in the shower. We are excessively sweaty and sticky, so he’s trying to wash both of us off. I love how tender and caring he is with the way he washes me. First, he washed himself off while I pouted about it, sitting on the bench, salivating over his broad shoulders, tall figure, defined muscles, thick muscular thighs, and his gigantic, veiny, erect cock. I lick my lips at how yummy he is.
Once he’s finished washing himself, he grabs me and pulls me over to him beneath the water. He tilts my head back while he gets my hair wet. He grabs some shampoo and scrubs my hair and scalp for me with his fingernails. It feels phenomenal, I moan. He rinses out the soap and starts working on my body. I moan from how good his hands feel on me. “Why do we have to wash off? I don’t want to be clean,” I pout. He chuckles as he washes my breasts and stomach.
“Don’t worry, I’ll get you dirty again,” he purrs, bending down to kiss me as he washes my entrance and clit, taking his sweet, sweet agonizing time. He tries to move his fingers away after he ensures I’m clean down there, but I hold his wrist still, not allowing him to move. Instead, I move his hand, putting his fingers are at my entrance, begging him for more.
He brushes his fingers at my entrance and barely puts hisfingers inside, inching them in. I try to buck my hips, but it doesn’t work. “Does my mate want me inside her again?” he chuckles, his voice husky and deep.
I nod my head. “Please,” I beg. Right as he shoves his two thick fingers knuckle deep, I moan, the sound reverberating off the shower walls.
He sets a punishing pace with his fingers, as he swallows my moans with his mouth. He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls back my head, forcing me to look up at him. My eyes flutter from the fire in his gaze. He looks down at the rest of my body, probably seeing the water dripping off my nipples. His nostrils flare, as he removes his fingers from me, wraps my hair around his hand, and moves me. My front now pressed against the wall. He’s standing behind me now, trapping me between his hard, hot body and the chilled, wet shower wall. The combined sensations are shocking my system.
With my hair still clutched in his hand, he moves my head sideways, my neck and his mark on full display. His cock rubs against my ass cheeks and lower back as he skims his mouth against my neck and shoulder. I shudder in his hold, the anticipation growing. He sucks on my bond mark, my pussy feeling empty as it flutters around nothing. I make a keening noise, hoping I don’t have to beg again.
He keeps his hold on me, pinning me against the wall as he suddenly impales me on his cock, moaning from how full I feel. He sets a punishing pace as he fucks me against the shower wall. The hot water spraying over us adds to the sensations. I can’t see him from where I’m being held down, but his thrusts are ruthless. As our bodies come together, they create a symphony of noises from him fucking me so hard. My ass slapping against his pelvis as his balls swing andhit my clit. He grunts as he punishes my body with pleasure. As I’m begging for his knot, I fall into the heat fog once again.
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Chapter 22 - Asmodeus
Human heats seemed to be a little different from demon heats, but did share similarities. I know my human mate was usually only fertile for 24 hours, but was now fertile for three days. Even if her body conceived on the first day, she would still go through days of heat to promote implantation. She would be pregnant by the end of her heat. My instincts would be able to tell right away, but she would not know until a few weeks later, due to her body’s delayed changes.
We had already been in her heat for at least 24 hours. It was a marathon, but thankfully for me, fertility demons were designed to please our mates during heats and any other time they were wanting or needy.
It takes her body a little longer than demons to recuperate after satisfying her heat spikes. She is content on my knot for about four to five hours before she wakes up needy again. I have been able to get some sleep in as well while my mate is out. My cock hasn’t left her pussy unless necessary or if I’m moving her into a new position.
It’s been difficult to get her to eat or drink anything, forcing me to get creative. If she is locked onto my knot, she can’t go anywhere. I coax her to drink some water and eat some fresh fruit and veggies. Her favorite has been the fruit: strawberries, pineapple, and mangoes. In order to keep her strength, I have also been feeding her my come. During her heat, my come adapts to what her body needs and provides her with most of the nutrients required for reproduction. My body’s response to her is one hundred percent instinctive.
She’s currently asleep, completely coated in my fluids. Every chance we get, we coat her in my seed and scent, helping with her hormones and her feeling at ease. I know once her heat ends, I will need to bathe her, and she will need to get clean, but the more animalistic, demonic part of me wants her to never wash me off her. I want her to bathe in my seed only.
Not only do I want to bathe her body in my seed, but I need to coat her insides, which cannot be washed away. Since my knot isn’t inflated right now and she is currently asleep, I gently move her off my length before we get locked together. Without moving her, I slide up the bed, putting pillows underneath me to sit up, while she moves lower. Her head is now resting on my lower abdomen. I grab my cock and rub the tip to her lips. She moans and opens her mouth. “What a good girl you’re being. You know exactly what to do, even in your sleep,” I coo to her, even though she’s not awake, I know her body will instinctively respond.
Once she gets comfortable again, she starts to suckle on the tip while the rest of her is wrapped around my legs. She sleeps for another couple of hours like that, while I aimlessly rub her head and play with her hair, my tail rubs soothingcircles along her body. I fall asleep with her.
I slowly stir awake. The feeling of a warm, wet sheath enveloping my cock. I open my eyes to find Blair deep throating my hard length. I reach down to cup her cheek, which pulls her attention toward me. She looks up at me, her eyes glassy, but a smile on her face as best she can as her mouth is wrapped around me.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I cooed at her. I slip my hand into her hair to hold her head still as I gently rock my hips. My cock goes deeper into her mouth. I wonder how long she’s been at it for. My cock is aching and I feel like I’m going to bust any minute.
“Swallow it all little one, you’re being such a good girl,” I groan as I shoot my load into her mouth. She gulps and continues to swallow me down. There’s too much though, that she has to pull herself off to breathe breathe. She licks up the rest of my load from my cock as I continue to twitch in her grasp.
She shifts herself and moves forward toward me. She plants a kiss on my lips as she leans back and impales herself on my erection. I groan. “Good girl, take what you need from me,” I praise.
She looks sexy and radiant right now, I can’t help but touch and worship her. I move my hands to her hips, holding her hips tightly as I help her work herself on my length. I move my legs where my feet are planted on the bed, enabling me to piston my hips up into her hot and wet heat. I stare at where our bodies connect, watching my cock disappear inside her. My knot hasn’t inflated yet, her pussy able to take all of me.
I pull her body against mine, devouring her mouth as I fuck into her from below. She moans into my mouth as I continuemy thrusting. I grab a fistful of her curly lavender hair,such a beautiful color against my violet skin. I hold her head as I continue the onslaught of my mouth against hers. Sliding my tongue against her lip, requesting access to pillage her mouth with it. She opens for me as our tongues fight one another.
My knot begins to grow at my base, ready to lock us together. Even though I just came, I’m ready to go again, wanting to paint her womb with my seed. The image alone has me rutting into her as fast as I can from below her, her clit rubbing against my pubic bone, creating extra friction for her. I growl into her mouth as I push my knot inside her, fully expanding, locking us together. Her walls constrict around me as she comes. Her pussy milks my cock as I continue to rut into her, setting off my release, coating her walls with my seed.
I slow down my kisses, lazily fucking my tongue into her mouth now as I rock into her. I set off another orgasm, her pussy locking down hard around my knot, growling into her mouth at the intensity.
