He whispered soft endearments to me, telling me I was beautiful like this, beneath him, my face etched with ecstasy.
He told me I felt so good wrapped around his cock.Told me in the softest, sweetest tone that I was agood girl.That I was doing so good forhim.
It lit me up and made my heart flutter.
He told me he loved me over and over as he sang his praises with his tongue, his skilled fingers, and his thick, heavy cock.
I knew his sacrifice meant he would be reprimanded.Punished.
Breaking celestial law meant death.
Tonight was likely his last night on Earth.His last night as a demon.
His last night asmine.
Tears came to my eyes without warning as he slowly rocked me, his lips caressing the skin beneath my ear.
“Don’t cry, Angel,” he whispered, his tone so full of care and love it only made my heart ache more.“Don’t be sad,” he said, his mouth claiming mine.
He didn’t understand.
How could I make him understand?
It was not sadness I felt, though yes, I wassadwe would have to part.I was sad I might never see him again.
But more than anything, I was grateful.
I was grateful to have known such a pure, perfect soul.
I was grateful to have been his, even if it was only for a mere three days.
Those three days would be my lifetime.
I dug my nails into his shoulder so hard I broke his skin.His blood kissed my fingertips as I kissed him, rolling us over until he was beneath me.
He startled a bit, but relaxed almost instantly.He looked up at me with wonder and I felt his torturous fingers pulling at my clit as he thrust himself up into me.
“I’m not sad,” I said, but I was sure the tears made me look like a liar.
My wings popped of their own accord, knocking a lamp over, and he laughed.
“You will have to pay for that,” he said with watery eyes and a smile that should have been downright criminal.He sat up, the motion driving him deeper into me, and I knew it would not be long for either of us.
His wings wrapped around me, prickling against my own.His one hand continued its assault on my clit as I thrust myself against him, needing to feel him in every corner of my being.
I grasped his face with my hands.
“It is a price worth paying,” I told him as I kissed him.
He groaned, and then I felt it.
The earthquake of pleasure rocked me, causing me to call out his name.He swallowed my cries with his mouth and the warmth flooded me.Grace built and broke like a damn, knocking out the lights.
Endor and I remained in darkness, our bodies entangled together like overgrown vines.It was hard to know where one of us began and the other ended.
Then slowly, but surely, the light built.But it wasn’t from me.
The softest haze of green light encircled Endor, lighting him up like...
