Page 46 of Summoning Sex Demons

I slammed into her as deeply as I could, my cum pumping past her cervix for a second time today. Her entire body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes rolling back in her head. I held her steady and could already begin to feel the thick cum rolling down my dick and balls, dripping onto the walkway underneath us.

After a few more final pumps, I slowly pulled out of her pulsing cunt. When my dick fell out of her and slapped against my thigh, my cum began running down her thighs—her promise broken and our deal final.

Complete.

She was mine. For eternity.

“You break promises quite quickly,” I hummed in amusement.

“Hmm?” she asked, looking up at me. Then, her eyes widened and dropped to her legs. She placed both her hands on her cunt to hold the cum inside her as everyone slowly dispersed around us. “Wh-what am I going to do?”

My cum drooled around her fingers and dripped onto the white walkway to Chastion.

I grabbed her hand, not caring that it was covered in my cum, and tugged her toward the town. “You’re going to let my cum run down each of your thighs and leave a trail of my cum all the way back to my place.”

“Acaros!”

When I snatched up her other hand to lift it into the air, her skirt rose on her thighs. “Fuck, Hellcat, you look so pretty with my cum all over you like that.” My dick stiffened. “You don’t know what you do to me.”

“B-but what if someone sees?” she squeaked, suddenly self-conscious even though tons of demons had just watched me fuck her.

“Even better.” I eyed her thick thighs. “They’ll know you’re mine.”

She pressed them together, making more cum ooze between the crevices.

Fuck.

A low growl escaped my throat. “I want to fucking cover you in my cum.”

Head to fucking toe. I wanted her drenched and licking it up from every part of her body. Like a cute little innocent toy that I could play with all day, every day, until she couldn’t go an hour without more. Until she begged me to fill her.

And now, I could. She’d promised herself to me. For eternity.

CHAPTER

TWENTY-FIVE

IZA

After trekkingthrough Chastion with cum drooling down my thighs, I waddled up a set of house steps in the city center. For our entire walk back to Acaros’s place, Acaros seemed … different. More confident, cocky even.

As soon as I stepped into Acaros’s house, unfamiliar sensations shot through my system. Shadows and dark ethereal lights in the front room danced on the dark stone walls as a source of light, casting mesmerizing patterns on the furniture.

Talk about this place being wildly different from his apartment on Earth.

On Earth, his high-rise had a broody billionaire vibe to it.Thisfelt like a demon space.

I continued to walk through the house, the air charged with an alluring energy and the scent of incense that did all sorts of terrible things to my … pussy. The wetness between my thighs seemed to only grow.

After calming myself—as much as I could—I grazed my fingers across the fallen-angel sculptures that adorned thecorner of the living room, representing creatures that I had once only thought were mythological.

A plush obsidian-black velvet couch lay in the center of the living room, adorned with crimson throw pillows that seemed to pulsate. Yes, pulsate. Like a damn vibrator. And I couldn’t stop freaking thinking about getting myself off on it while Acaros watched.

But … I needed to get this cum off my thighs first. Or else I’d stain his house with it.

“Do you have a bathroom?” I asked, glancing over at him. “To wipe all this cu?—”

When my gaze locked on to the bookshelf built into the wall behind Acaros, I widened my eyes. I walked over to them and drew my fingers over the spines of the books—which looked like actual human spines. Unable to help myself, I pulled one out.

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