I shook my head, feeling my body fill with shame. “No, I cannot. It is a sin.”
She scowled. “It isnota sin, Ramel. Experiencing pleasure is not sinful, nor is giving pleasure to others. Sex is natural and a necessary action to bring about new life.”
“Yes, but Yahweh teaches us that we should not engage unless for the purpose of creating new life,” I argued, feeling conflicted. “Immortals cannot procreate the way mortals do, so there is no reason to indulge.”
Lilith snorted. “If that were true, we wouldn’t have all the same parts that are designed to make us feel good.”
“Yes, butYahweh?—”
“FuckYahweh,” Lilith snarled, and I felt my eyes widen at her rage. She leaned forward and bit my liphard.
My cock twitched in response, and I was shocked at how much I enjoyed the pain as she ran her hand down my chest and cupped me between my legs.
“It is time for your next lesson, Ramel,” she purred against me, softly kissing my now throbbing lip. My heart was pounding in my chest, and adrenaline was coursing through my veins. What was this little Hell Queen doing to me?
“I’m going to teach you how to fuck me, and then I am going to take you with my mouth and show you what Yahweh steals from you every time He forces you to your knees.”
I gaped at her, and she looked both furious and aroused. “You are mine now, Ramel,” she hissed. She did not wait for me to agree, and she did not phrase it as a question.
She led me to her manor and through the dark, echoing halls. I was struck again with how lonely she must be. I wanted to take that away from her. She said I was hers, but I wanted her to also be mine.
She took me to her bedroom and didn’t bother to shut the door before pulling me into her.
“Remove your clothes,” she ordered, and when I hesitated, she softened.
“There is no need to feel shame, Ramel,” she murmured, shrugging out of her own shroud of shadows until she stood naked before me. I took her in and swallowed. She must be the most beautiful being to have ever existed.
I was sure of it.
Unable to move or find my voice, I drank in the sight of her. She reached out and took me by the wrists, pulling me closer.
“Touch me. It’s alright.” She urged, and I did. I ran the tips of my fingers over her collarbone and watched in awe as her body responded to my touch. Her nipples pebbled, and I suddenly wondered what it would feel like to put my mouth on one of her perfect, peaked tips.
As if she could see the thought cross my mind, she smiled. “See that, Ramel? That is because of you. You made my body do that. It means that I want you,” she whispered, and I glanced up to meet her gaze. She reached forward and rubbed her hand over my hard cock, smirking.
“This means that you want me,” she whispered. “Take off your clothes, and let me give you what your body wants.”
I swallowed and nodded, unable to deny her any longer. She helped me out of my clothes and backed up onto the bed, spreading her legs before me. She ran her fingers up and down her wet pussy, making eye contact with me as she did so.
“Come here. I will show you how to touch me. This is an important lesson, and I only want to teach you once. Then I want you to have your way with me.” She took my hand and showed me all the parts of her body that made her feel goodand how she liked to have them touched. Every time I did it right, she rewarded me with a beautiful moan or sigh. The sounds of her pleasure were the sweetest things I had ever heard, and I was quickly overwhelmed with need.
After guiding my hand over and inside her body, she was nearly panting beneath me. My heart was beating so loudly in my chest that I was sure she could hear it. With heavy-lidded eyes, she looked up at me and smiled.
“Would you like me to do to you what Yahweh has you do to Him?” she asked, and I shook my head. The last person I wanted to fucking think about right now was Yahweh.
“What do you want to do, Ramel?” she whispered, and I glanced down at my throbbing cock and how close it was to her glistening pussy. Looking back up at her, I swallowed. I wanted to feel what it would be like to put my cock where my fingers had just been. I just didn’t have the words to tell her.
“Follow your instincts. I know what you want to do. Do it,” she said, and I reached out to cup her perfect face. This moment felt significant. I knew if I did what my body was screaming at me to do, there would be no going back, and I would never be the same.
“Will it hurt you?” I asked, and she smiled.
“No, but I don’t mind if it does. Just like how darkness makes the light brighter, a little bit of pain can make the pleasure greater.” She pulled me forward and kissed me deeply. I felt the rise of a demon in my chest that I didn’t know existed, and soon, I had her arms pinned over her head. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, reveling in every moan I was able to draw from her.
“Mmm, that’s it, Ramel. Let go. Show me what you’ve been hiding inside of that perfect, lily-white coat of arms.”
“I want to fuck you, Lilith,” I growled, and she smiled.
“Then do it.” She bit my lip again, and I moaned into her mouth as she positioned the head of my cock at her dripping-wet entrance. “Don’t be afraid to make it hurt,” she murmured. Finally, I lost the last thread of control I had been clinging to and plunged into her so hard she screamed.
