Page 69 of Hell Bound

She gasped, and my cock strained against my pants, her touch imprinted on my skin like a brand.

A low growl rumbled out of me when I sank lower, pushing her dress up over her legs, where it bunched around her hips.

“Do you know how much I’ve missed the taste of you? Everything else is like ash in my mouth. I thought I’d never have your honey on my tongue again, Lily. Do you know what even just the scent of you does to me?” I asked, my voice low and husky.

Lilith bit her full lower lip, quivering under me. “I guess you’ll have to show me.”

Her breathy whisper sent a shiver down my spine, the sensation twining around my cock like she still had her hands there.

My lips ran down the silky length of her inner thigh, kissing a trail to her wet pussy. She was still soaked for me, clenching around my fingers when I slipped one inside her.

My cock pulsed, one accidental brush away from coming in my pants.

I desperately needed to be inside her, but she tasted so fucking delicious, parting under my tongue.

Lilith gasped when I circled her clit, sucking the stiffened bud until she gripped the sheets tight enough that her knuckles turned white.

“Lucifer, I can’t,” she gasped. “I need you ins—oooo.” Her words were cut off by her long, loud moan.

It was impossible to deny her anything she wanted.

I’d needed her sounds of pleasure like I needed air, and only now did I realize I’d been suffocating without them. Anything I could give her in exchange for more of those dulcet tones, it was hers for the taking.

The wolf scraped its claws inside my skin, demanding to be let out.

She was mine, the woman I’d chosen as my mate, and the beast that controlled my instincts wanted to leave its mark on her in a way that could never be removed.

I drew back from her dripping pussy, my teeth sharpening, and barely resisted sinking them into her soft skin.

My demoness wanted me inside her, and I was aching to oblige.

I rose up on my knees, unbuckling my pants, and she moaned when my thick length sprang free in a wild bid to reach her.

She sucked in her breath when I ran my cock over her sex, grinding the tip against her clit until she arched towards me, angling her hips to guide me lower.

I leaned over her, covering her with my body, entranced by the gleam of her eyes, the long strands of her black and red hair arrayed around her head like an infernal halo…

The vibrant strands stilled my hips, my cock still between her damp folds.

No. You’ve seen what happens if you do this, you’ll lose her again.

Her hair had sealed our doom, the natural glow from her royal succubus heritage giving away what we’d done. When those ember-like strands had gleamed after her first orgasm around my cock, our fates had been sealed.

Images of the whip flaying her skin over and over again flashed in my mind, tearing me from the moment we both wanted so fiercely.

Giving in to that desire would only tear her away from me again, and I wouldn’t survive that.

Neither would she.

The echo of her screams had haunted me for decades, and I couldn’t be the cause of them again.

I was jerked back to the present by Lilith running her nails down my chest, leaving red lines behind. “I want you,” she whispered, her eyes heavy-lidded in a way that threatened to break my resolve.

She’s human now, maybe she doesn’t even have the ability anymore…

I cursed myself as I slowly straightened up, tucking myself away and buckling my pants. Nothing in Hell could make me take that risk, even the allure of sinking into her warm, willing body.

Lilith stared at me incredulously, sitting up on her elbows. “Why… what are you doing? I thought you wanted this, too?”

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