Page 112 of Their Demon

Nicholas and I went swimming twice a day since finding out about the second trial, but it seemed kind of hopeless.

“I’m sorry,” I sputtered as he helped me out of the lap pool. I couldn’t hold my breath for much more than a minute, which made my lungs feel like they were on fire.

“It’s okay, Lilly.” He wrapped my towel around me. “That was better. Seventy-eight seconds.”

He was so positive. No matter how hard I struggled or how down I got, he tried to get me to see the bright side. I was just beginning to think this situation had no bright side, though.

“Ida is looking for some way to help, like how she helped with the first trial.”

I nodded, and my heart sent out a million wishes that Ida would find something to help me. I had to, for me, for the princes, for Hell. This was about so much more than Satan bullying a human girl. This was about proving a point and eradicating the evil that had overtaken Hell.

“I’m starving,” I said as my stomach grumbled, making Nicholas chuckle. “Can we just go home?”

“Of course. You need your rest, and Keir expects you in his room at seven, just like last night.” He rolled his eyes at his brother’s obsessiveness.

“Oh, shush,” I laughed. “He’s trying to help the best way he can.”

“You realize we know you two had sex last night, right?” Nicholas poked me with his elbow as we headed to the locker room to change. “‘She needs sleep’ my ass. He is such a hypocrite now.”

I laughed, but he was right. The night Keir and I were out late, I stayed in my room with the twins. The next night, Mavis came over, and the twins were kicked out of my room. Last night, Islept with Keir, per his ‘two nights before the trial’ rule, and I would be tonight as well.

The rule was put in place because Keir supposedly wanted to make sure the twins weren’t wearing me out, but last night, he’d given me a run for my money. No doubt the entire building heard the moans that man forced from my body.

He said he was making up for lost time.

Nicholas opened the door of the private locker room and closed it behind us as we walked through.

“Can you blame him?” I asked, dropping my towel and slowly removing my purple bikini.

Nicholas didn’t respond as he watched me strip. His eyes glided down my curves, taking in every single inch of my glistening body.

“Baby…” he purred. “I am not above taking you right here.”

“I’m kind of counting on it,” I said, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth. I tilted my head and gave him my best attempt at a sexy ‘what are you waiting for’ look.

“You know who asks for it in a public place, Lilly?” I raised my eyebrows, prompting him to answer. “A needy little whore.”

His degrading words made my skin tingle and my pussy pulse. I loved when he talked to me like that. There was a stark difference between my sweet prince and the man standing in front of me, looking like he was about to throw me against the wall hard enough to knock the wind from my lungs.

I splayed my hands on my hips and ran them up my sides until I reached my breasts, pushing them together. I moved my fingers over my nipples and pinched them with a moan.

That’s as far as I got in my teasing before he stormed over to me, pushing me until my back hit the cold concrete wall. His hand wrapped around my throat, cutting off my oxygen just enough to make me gasp.

“If anyone is going to pinch those pretty pink nipples, it’s going to beme,” he growled.

He slid the back of his finger down my neck until he reached my breast, stopping at my nipple. I arched my back, pleading with him to take what was his. He caught my eyes with a dark look before he twisted my nipple.

“Fuck!” I cried.

It hurt. It hurt so good. My legs were shaking already, and all he’d done was inflict pain. He was still tugging on my nipple, and my pussy was jealous of the attention.

“Such a good little whore, baby,” he murmured to me. He licked my lips with a single stroke of his tongue, and I tried to kiss him, but he pulled away. I made a noise of desperation, needing more than what he was giving me. “Ah, ah. Be patient. I’ll give you exactly what you need when I decide you’re ready for it.”

He released my nipple and moved his hand down slowly until he was hovering just above my screaming pussy. I moved my hips, hoping to spur him to touch me, but he pressed against my lower belly, pushing my back flat against the wall.

“If you want to come, you’ll be a good girl and stay still,” he warned.

I nodded, unable to speak since I was still gasping for tiny breaths as he held my throat in his hand.

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