I push myself past my own insecurities as I cup her jaw, forcing her to look at me. My heart is racing in my chest, and I swear something inside me fractures when she looks up at me with the most cosmic-looking purple eyes.
You know those moments that change you to your core, that without them, you would continue your miserable existence without ever realizing what you were missing? This is mine. She’s my everything, and I’ll be whatever she needs me to be.
Right now, I need to be the demon who makes her feel so fucking good she forgets all the other shit we’re dealing with.
“Take off that pretty little dress, sweetheart,” I instruct her. She smiles, eagerly grabbing the bottom of her dress and throwing it over the top of her head. I groan when I see her in a matching purple lingerie set.
This woman born in the depths of Hell is going to destroy me in the best way possible.
I’m quick with my belt buckle and jeans as she shifts her body up the bed before I cover her body with mine.
“Kiss me,” she demands, and I do just that, taking her lips with mine. This is nothing like the sweet kisses we’ve shared before. It’s rougher, needier. Her teeth grip my bottom lip, and she tugs on the flesh before kissing down my throat.
Before I can even think, she has me on my back, and she’s straddling me, her pussy pressed against my crotch. I can’t help but thrust my hips against her, making her smile.
“You’re so good to me, aren’t you, Judd?”
“Always. Whatever you need, I’m yours,” I vow pathetically.
Mara doesn’t seem to think so as her eyes flicker between the stunning purple and a bubblegum pink color.
“Mine to do what I want with?” she asks seductively. A shiver tingles up my spine, and I have to stop myself from moaning.
“Yours, completely,” I tell her honestly.
Suddenly, smoke wraps around my wrists, moving my hands above my head and pinning my ankles by the edge of the bed.
“Do you like being at my mercy?” she questions, and I eagerly nod my head. “Always so obedient and sweet. Do you know how special you are for getting this pussy first?” she asks.
“Unworthy,” I counter, and she grins down at me before crashing her lips against mine. I don’t fight against her shadows; they’re some of the strongest I’ve encountered. I wonder if her succubus powers are heightened since she’s Lucifer’s heir.That would explain a lot.
Her lips part from mine to whisper in my ear. “You’re perfect for me.” I tremble, and with impeccable strength, she rips my underwear from my body. She stays dressed in her lingerie as she looks at my weeping, hard cock.
“I want you to get an engraved piece of jewelry for your cock,” she tells me.Fuck, that’s hot.
“Anything,” I agree, and she smiles before using her tongue against the tip of my pierced dick. She toys with me, exploring with her mouth and torturing me with every touch, making me moan deeply with pleasure.
She sits back up, having tortured me enough and wanting her own touches now. She pushes her panties to the side and fists me at the base, notching me at her entrance before letting me go. Her hips rock the tiniest bit, but instead of gliding inside her warm center, my cock slides against her pussy lips as she grinds her core against me. She continues to rock along my length, working herself up higher and higher with each bump of my pierced tip against her swollen clit. Only once she’s on the edge and has soaked me in her essence does she grab my cock, guiding it to her delicious cunt, and slowly starts sliding down.
“So fucking tight,” I tell her, and she moans, taking me inch by inch. “So fucking beautiful and perfect.” I have to hold myself back from thrusting up into her. She’s in control here. I’m here for her use. “Please let me touch you,” I beg her.
“Not yet,” she says in a breathy tone until her pussy lips are pressed against my pelvis. “That feels nice,” she hums quietly. Mara balances herself with her palms against my chest, her nails making little crescent indents as she sets the pace she wants.
“Please,” I whine.
“Tell me what you like about me,” she commands, startling me out of the moment for a second.
“Everything. You’re so beautiful, sweet, funny, and every moment is interesting around you.”
“What else?” she asks. Her pace is torturously slow as she shifts her hips up and down my length.
“Should I tell you how fucking perfect your tits are? How I want them in my mouth so badly? Or maybe how fucking hot you look taking my cock right now? I’m the luckiest being to even have you near me,” I list all the things I’m thinking about. It should sound pathetic, but all I hear is honesty ringing true in my voice.
She releases me from her shadows, and my hands immediately go to her waist, gripping tightly, so I can thrust into her. The sudden change makes her arch her back and keen for me. I do just like I told her I would, sucking and licking on her absolutely perfect breasts.
“Touch my clit,” she directs me, and I immediately do as she requests, using two fingers to circle her wet, needy clit.
I bend my legs to give myself more leverage to get deeper. I feel her shadows wrap around my leg before fondling my balls. The shadow moves further down, and I flinch.
