Page 110 of Unbinding the Demon
“Thank you for unbinding me.” His eyes gazed back into mine with impassioned gratitude, smiling against my hand.
I brushed my wet fingers across his dewy lips and smiled softly. “I did it because I love you.” My voice was but a gentle whisper in the wind.
The moment those words left my mouth, his entire face beamed with overwhelming joy. His fiery eyes and the incandescent veins in his wings both glowed brighter. The cold mountain winds blew his long hair off to one side, causing the obsidian strands to twist and dance beside us. He opened his wings somewhat and flapped them twice with a soft motion. Misty breath fanned around our smiling faces as he leaned down and pressed his forehead to mine.
“Tell me that again,” his deep voice muttered as he stroked the side of my head with his thumb and closed his eyes like he was in a dream.
“I love you, Azathoth.” I giggled delicately and pecked the tip of his nose with my lips.
He abruptly squeezed me against his chest, squishing a small squeak from me, and bombarded my mouth with overjoyed kisses. I fluttered my eyes closed as my lips moved in sweet surrender against his. My arms wound around his huge, masculine frame, feeling every rippling muscle of his strong back. He growled demonically and began grinding his hips against my center... Then I remembered something, and my eyes flew back open with anger.
“Hey, wait a minute! You’re a fucking sex demon!” I accosted him with a glare.
A wicked grin twisted across his face. With an abrupt bestial growl, he ripped my dress right in two, leaving me in just my panties and boots. He tossed each shredded piece to either side of us, incinerating the material midair...What the!?
His eyes held a lustful and downright proprietorial gleam as he stared down at me. “Yes, but I’m your sex demon.” A low, predatory purr vibrated in his chest while he lightly raked his sharp black claws down my exposed abdomen. “And you’re mine!” He grabbed my panties, then ripped them off and quickly incinerated them too.
Sweet sexy spice cakes!
The ashes of my torched garments gently fluttered away in the wind, as he roughly grabbed a fistful of my hair and licked and sucked his way up my neck to my ear. “By the way, now that this sex demon is unbound, I have the power to access all of your darkest desires and wildest fantasies. I can then bring them to life with oneiric illusions,” he rumbled seductively with a devilish grin.
Oh shit! He’s going to find out about my embarrassing pirate fantasy!
Before I could panic about my impending mortification, my mind was thrown into a dizzying, lust-filled haze. Rapture filled my sudden screams as he began attacking the claim on my neck with his lips. His unrefined kisses trailed down to my breasts, turning me into a quivering wantonness beneath him. He surged his hips forward, and a literal pulse of sexual energy spilled out of him, slamming into my lower stomach. My entire body stiffened, then went loose, every nerve set alight with desire. I was consumed by an overwhelming need, a desperate craving that left me breathless and trembling.
His mouth torridly sucked on my hardened nipple while he rolled and pinched the other within his fingers. My back arched upward, desperate to feel more of him while my hands roamed feverishly over any part of him I could reach. He released his grip on my hair, then sat up on his knees and straddled my body, making sure that his legs weren’t touching any part of me.
I squirmed beneath him, feeling so frustrated that tears slipped from my eyes. “Why did you stop touching me!?” I hissed.
He looked dark and imposing as he loomed over me in all his demonic splendor. “Because I don’t want to burn you. Oh, and um, I’m going to fuck your tits.” My eyes bulged out of my head as his pants literally burned off of him, releasing his erect, throbbing cock.
A flurry of dead leaves swirled behind him on a gust of wind while he sliced his palm open with one of his sharp claws. I trembled with lust as I fell prey to his seductive evil, watching him begin to erotically massage his warm blood onto my sensitive, heaving bosom. He slipped his hand into the soft valley between my breasts, then clenched his fist. As he drew it upward, a delicate crimson trickle followed, slowly dripping onto my skin.
Using the bleeding hand, he squished my tits together, holding his claws over my beading nipples. I squirmed from the pleasurable pinch of it. Then he thrust his rock-hard erection between them, his face etched in burning passion. I moaned as intense heat pooled within my core from the strange, lascivious sensation and the obscene sight of it. He growled as he lewdly snapped his hips back and forth, dragging his hot, heavy balls over my upper abdomen.
His claws entangled in my hair while he leaned over and shoved his bloody dick into my mouth, taking me by surprise. My knees folded up, and I grabbed hold of his thighs for support. I choked at first, then managed to savor the spicy and exotic taste, sucking him deeper in. “Swallow,” he growled while pulling on my hair.
I gagged but did my best to swallow with him all the way down my throat. Each bump and ridge glided along my throat, adding to the unique sensation. He snarled with pleasure, then pulled out and shoved himself up between my breasts again, coating his slick cock with more blood. Then he thrust back into my mouth. With his bloody hand, he asserted his control and grabbed my throat, feeling my neck bulge while he glided in and out of me. He then pushed all the way in until my lips were at the base.
“Swallow,” he commanded again, as his grip tightened, slightly strangling me.
I swallowed, and once again he repeated the action with a snarl. Covering himself with his blood, then fucking my mouth. His thrusting became more furious and savage, delivering a relentless assault down my throat. Tears of passion streamed down my cheeks while I desperately held onto his thighs for dear life. Spit and blood dribbled down the sides of my mouth as I continued to gag. He growled and grunted with pleasure above me. His body tensed and his movements became stiff right before he released, spilling a torrent of his demon seed down my throat.
“Swallow and come,” his diabolical voice boomed with power. Immense, fiery pleasure wracked my entire body, and I couldn’t disobey his command. I writhed and trembled beneath him as an unexplainable orgasm crashed over me. He brushed my tears away with his thumb while lowly muttering something in the demonic language as I swallowed his burning essence. “Drink of my evil passion, my love,” he murmured as the final few spurts left him. “Drink in every last drop.”
I gasped and my arms limply flopped down to my sides as he pulled out...Wow. He leaned back down over me so that we were once again face to face. Our breath mingled as we panted together for a moment. Then he dipped his head down and amorously began kissing his claim, sending me into another lust-filled haze. His hands slowly trailed down over the curves of my weak, writhing body until they rested on my hips.
He smirked and tightened his grip, then forcefully flipped me onto my stomach. A large hand slithered under me and pulled me up onto all fours as he shoved his legs in between mine. I let out a sharp yelp and clawed at the bed of decaying leaves as he smacked my ass, leaving behind a lingering sting.
Holy fuck!
He purred while slowly dragging a finger up along my soaking wet slit. “You’re so wet and needy for me, Buttercup,” he murmured. “Shall I fuck the honeyed rivers of your cunt for you?”
“Yes,” I whispered, as my stomach flipped with anticipation.
His hand moved from my stomach to my throat. He aggressively pulled me up onto his kneeling lap, with his cock right at my entrance. He held my arching back against his chest, with his forearm resting between my bloody breasts and his hand firmly around my neck. “What was that? I don’t think I heard you.” He licked the claim, sending me into an amorous frenzy.
I tried to push myself down onto him, but it was no use. His arm held me tightly in place. “Yes! Azathoth, fuck me! I want you to fucking fuck me!” My voice erupted, tinged with urgency and desperation.
