Page 38 of The Devil and His Goddess

DIRECTLY ACROSS FROM ME, LEANED against the wall, washim—the masked demon. As always, he sported all black, and the skull mask was securely over his face with his black horns peeking out of the top. His dark-clawed hands were curled into fists as he watched me hover above Bradley, who was oblivious to the new presence in the room.

“You want this so bad,” Bradley cooed beneath me before flicking at my folds with his tongue.

The demon held up a clawed finger and waved it side-to-side. I bit my lip, and my eyes fluttered as his presence alone sent a sharp jolt of want right to my core, which Bradley hit just right for once. I gasped and bucked my hips against Bradley’s tongue, all while my heavy eyes stayed locked on the skull mask across from me.

In true Bradley fashion, his crazed mouth left where it needed to be, and I nearly sagged in defeat at the loss of the touch.

“Please,” I pleaded, though I had no idea if the word actually came out for anyone to hear or if I simply said it inside my head. I also didn’t knowwhoI was saying it to.

Bradley—in an effort to beg him to give me what he wasn’t.

Or the demon—wanting him to somehow provide the exquisite release he did last time.

Either way, while Bradley continued his dirty talk between my legs, my desperate plea made the demon across from me straighten to his full height and take a sharp breath. His claws curled into tight fists before he closed the small distance between us, and for the first time, he lifted the mask. At least, just enough to free his lips. I barely had time to see the full pink mouth before it crushed mine.

I immediately gasped against his mouth, relishing the way those lips claimed my own. His tongue swept inside to tangle with mine as his clawed hands gripped my arms, guiding them to hold onto his own biceps.

The loud music playing throughout the house funneled into my room, which drowned out the sound of me kissing this demon. Though Bradley was so caught up in his attempt at eating me out successfully, I wasn’t sure if he would’ve even noticed.

But my god, did mypussynotice this new attention.

This demon knew what he was doing with his mouth. The way he kissed me deeply had my toes curling and my hips moving in search of sweet friction. Fire practically coated my skin, and I didn’t want anything to put the flames out. I wanted to burn in the heat of this kiss forever.

“More,” I begged against his lips, squeezing his hard arms.

“You got it, Dollface,” Bradley answered as he stroked at absolutely nothing with his tongue.

The demon chuckled quietly against my mouth, the sound getting drowned out in the party outside this room. “He’ll never get you off,” he whispered against the lobe of my ear, the sound rough, dark, and almost familiar if it wasn’t so gravelly.

His voice made goosebumps break out on my skin. I shivered as my nipples hardened and my core clenched. I was so pent up, and my pussy practically weeped for real contact.

The demon’s mouth returned to mine. He kissed me slowly this time, dragging his tongue through mine. He pulled back to nip at my lip with his teeth before diving back in for a breathy, hungry kiss. The feeling nearly made me combust, and I drug my hands up his shoulders and to the back of his still-covered neck to pull him into me, all while sinking lower onto Bradley’s tongue.

“Fuck,” Bradley gasped in slight alarm. “Too close, Doll. Can’t breathe.”

“I can’t think of a better way to die than being smothered by that sweet pussy,” the demon growled against my mouth.

My head fell back as another wave of eager desire swept through my body to settle between my thighs. I was actually getting close somehow, and it had nothing to do with what was actually occurring between my legs. This demon’s kiss alone pushed me closer and closer to blissful oblivion.

“You’ve been a bad girl,” the demon whispered into my ear, biting on the lobe before licking it slowly, much like how I’d want him to if he were the one beneath me. “So fucking naughty. I think you need to suffer and be taught a lesson.”

The demon suddenly pulled away. I had to grapple at the nearest foot pole to avoid tumbling over the edge of the bed. Bradley made strangled, muffled sounds from where I’d fallen onto his face, but I barely noticed as my demon pulled his mask back down—though not before I caught the devious smirk he wore. With his skull mask firmly in place, he disappeared in a gust of shadows.

The jarring interaction left me stunned, just as it did every time this demon paid me a visit. I still didn’t understand why he showed up in the moments he did or what he really wanted from me. More than that, I didn’t understand what lesson he wanted to teach me right now. To my knowledge, I hadn’t offended him since the last time he came. So why was he denying me my pleasure? Was it because I was hooking up with Bradley instead of him? Or was it for using Bradley as a substitute for Perseus?

There was no way the demon would know that’s what I was doing, so it had to be the former.

I was speechless and wide-eyed for only a moment. Bradley’s muffled struggle jolted me out of my stupor, and I quickly shoved my thoughts away as I climbed off of him.

“I’m so sorry,” I apologized as he sucked in air. I grabbed my discarded skirt and yanked it on. “I-I slipped.”

With my clothes back in place, I hurried to untie Bradley’s wrists from the bedposts. He pulled the blindfold off and sat up, looking over his shoulder at me with a smirk.

“All good,” he replied. “I know you probably lost control there at the end.”

It took every bit of willpower I had not to openly curl my lip in disgust. I wasn’t sure if he actually thought I got off at the end, but I didn’t care. The demon was right. I was never going to finish or get any satisfaction from this guy, which meant that pulsing need wasn’t going away. I’d just have to deal with it myself instead of using Bradley.

“I’m actually not really feeling it,” I said apologetically. I went to my door and opened it for him. “I’m sorry. I think I should just get back down to the party.”

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