I do my best to hold out, to not beg, and just take what he’s giving me. He licks his lips, and I hate to admit how badly I want them on me.Why isn’t he kissing me?When he leans forward again, I think that he might, but instead, he drags his teeth along my jaw and neck before going back to speak in my ear.
“You want to come, Lilith?”
My thighs shake, my need to come is more than my need to make him work for it. “Please.” It’s so quiet, but I know he hears it. He makes the softest moaning noise in my ear.
“I’ll let you come… if you make me a promise.”
“What?” I ask breathlessly. His scent consumes me, his hands feel amazing on my skin. All I want is to feel the release I know only he can give me.
“You’ll never touch another demon like you did tonight,” he says.
“I can do whatever I want.” I can’t help the defiance.
He laughs against my hair, tugging on the strands hard. “Only I can give you this, and you know it. You want to come, you want to dance. You come to me.”
“But–”
“Know that if I see you with another demon, you’re condemning them to death, Lilith. I don’t fucking share, and you belong to me whether you want to admit it or not.”
It’s probably sick or fucked up, but those words are what make me come. I tremble and shake against his hold, and he doesn’t relent, fucking me with his fingers and rubbing his palm against my clit.
“That’s it, there’s my good girl,” he praises against my hair as I moan and ride out the orgasm that feels like it goes on for eternity. When I whimper that I’ve had enough, he pulls away, standing in front of me and looking down at me.
I open my mouth to speak, but he renders me completely speechless as he puts the two fingers that were just inside of me in his mouth and sucks them clean while holding eye contact with me the entire time. His expression is of a man who is pleased with himself.
“No more cocaine, no more touching anyone else. Do we understand?”
He finger fucked all the brain cells out of me because all I can do is nod my head in agreement. If I can follow these rules, then he’ll reward me with that treatment. And that might just be worth it.
“I’ll see you tomorrow morning then,” he says, looking at me like he wants to say more, but he doesn’t. He just adjusts my dress so that I’m covered before he portals out of the hallway.
I’m left standing here with soaking panties and wondering how the fuck that just happened. I can’t help myself as a smile grows across my face, and I cover it with my hand. Maybe being on the ‘bad’ side of the afterlife has its perks.
Chapter sixteen
Shelookedsofuckingbeautiful coming all over my fingers. Now that I know making her come is one way to get her to shut her mouth and listen, I plan on doing it often. I was furious when I saw her dancing with Judd and Asmodeus. They weren’t even touching her, but the fact that she was so close to them pisses me off. She should only be like that with me.
I wanted to storm into the middle of the dance floor and throw her over my shoulder, but I’ll never be able to do that. If this is going to work, if I’m going to make sure that she stays with me, no one can know how much she means to me.
The whiskey tastes sweeter going down my throat as I sit at my desk and reminisce. I haven’t felt this light in centuries. I had to hold back when she asked me who Lily was. I could see the jealousy written on her face as much as it was on mine—It made my cock hard. I still don’t understand why she denies this connection that we have, but I’m breaking her walls down slowly and piece by piece.
She might not remember her past life. But I do—I could never forget—that’s why no one can know. I can give Lilith everything she wants in private. I’ll treat her how she deserves within the walls of this manor, and that’s going to have to be enough. While the angels finding out is the biggest threat, doesn’t mean I can automatically trust every single demon.
Keeping Lilith and Blair protected is above any other duty that I have in my life. I rub my palm against my face, the scent of her cunt still lingering on my fingers. I groan, recalling the way she felt around them, so needy and wet while trying to hide from me, trying to hide how she really feels with comebacks and sass. But the way she fucking crumbled under my touch when I told her that she belonged to me, that she was mine, made this unmeasurable amount of joy bloom inside of me.
I squeeze my dick through my pants with my other hand, wishing it was her touching me, wishing that things went further and that I fucked her against the wall. Or bent her over a chair and truly showed her how much she’s mine.
The memories of her whispering please and the feminine whimper that left her lips when I told her how good she was for me haunt me. I remove myself from my pants, fisting my cock, and stroking as I replay the memory over and over again.
How my thumb stroked the soft pad of her full bottom lip, the heady desire of wanting to take it between my teeth and claim her lips as mine. Her wide blue eyes as she stared up at me as my fingers fucked in and out of her tight, wet cunt.
I’m going to have to stretch her to take me. I groan, using my thumb to swipe the tip of my cock as it weeps pre-cum and use it as lube to stroke myself. I can’t help but visualize the moisture of her release leaking out of her pussy; she was so fucking wet for me.
Lilith likes it rough, that’s clear. But I want to give her everything, to give her vulnerabilities that I’d never even imagine gifting to another person.
Fuck.I groan as my balls begin to tighten, and I speed up my pace. The imagery of her thighs shaking around my hand and her nails leaving crescent marks in the skin of my chest as she comes is what sets me over the edge. Cum drips down my fist as I groan, jerking myself through my release.
As I look down at my mess, all I can think about is how badly I wish Lilith was here, on her knees, to clean me up.
