Page 94 of Unbinding the Demon
I writhed as much as his immobilizing grip would allow me to. My nipples hardened painfully into little pearling beads beneath my dress. A disorienting, infernal lust shot through my body, creating a tsunami between my legs. A cadence of breathy moans danced out from between my quivering lips and echoed throughout the cave.
The sound of diabolical chuckling joined with my echoes of pleasure. I could feel him wickedly grinning against my neck as he nipped my sensitive flesh. “Now tell me, Buttercup, do you really think that someone else could ever do this to you?” His large hand untangled itself from my hair to release my head. Then it sensually caressed down my body, landing between my thighs. He grazed his clawed fingers over my soaked panties with a deep, satisfied purr.
I moaned feverishly from his slight touch and involuntarily tried to arch my hips toward his hand for more contact.I needed more contact. The arm that was restricting my upper body loosened, and he slipped a hand down the front of my dress to cradle one of my sensitive breasts. He rolled my peeking nipple between his thumb and pointer finger for a moment, then pinched it. I yelped and jerked from the sudden pleasurable pain that he so shamelessly inflicted on me.
His mouth sucked and nibbled on my earlobe, while he scraped my neck and jawline with his rough stubble. “Hmm... No, I don’t think they ever could,” he tsked smugly. His hand massaged teasing circles over my pussy. The other continued playing with my nipples, causing me to become a delirious, panting mess. “Look how sopping wet you are for me, and I’ve hardly even touched you yet. Hell, you’re even still wearing all your clothes.” He laughed, making me want to scowl at him. But I wasn’t going to kid myself; I wanted him to fuck me more. “Just imagine how much more pleasurable this will be once we complete our infernal matrimony.” He peppered light kisses back down my neck, then swirled his tongue over my scar, causing my whole body to feverishly quiver and writhe.
“I-It gets more... m-more intense?” I stumbled over my words, reaching up to grip his bicep. Desperation surged within me as my fingers sought the support of his arm.
“Oh yes, it does.” His hand stilled and pulled away from my center.
I let out a pained whimper, aching for his touch. “No, Azathoth, please... don’t stop.” My embarrassingly clingy tone was gentle, just exceeding a whisper.
He looped a finger around the side of my panties, right over my hip. “What’s the matter, Buttercup? Do you want me to make you come?” he asked with a cocky, raised brow.
“Dagnabbit, yes. Please, just, please...Fucking fuck me already, you diabolical madman!”I begged, while shaking my head back and forth.
“As you wish,” he chuckled, a hint of menace in his voice.
With a quick soft rip, his claw sliced through the thin lacy material of my panties. Then he moved his hand to the other side and ripped them completely off. I bit my lip in anticipation as he threw them to the floor in a drenched, rumpled-up heap.
The hand that was playing with my nipples shot up and roughly grabbed my face. I sucked in a sharp breath through my nose as he forced me to meet his burning, infernal gaze, which was now full of raw, bestial lust. He leaned in and bit my lower lip with dominance, then seductively pulled it out from beneath my bite with a low, erotic growl.
“For that, I’m going to bury my demon cock so deep inside your tight, weeping cunt that you’ll have no choice but to let me carry you around for the rest of our fun little adventure.” He ran the pad of his middle finger up along my bare, soaking-wet folds, then circled it around my clit.
Oh, Snap...
His wings released my legs, and he, quick as lightning, stood up, then spun around and placed me in a seated position on the cool, rough stone. He growled, a primal sound that sent shivers down my spine. In an instant, he yanked my dress over my head. I gasped, shock rushing through me as I sat exposed before him. I was a wanton puddle of pudding, trembling with desire as I took in the titillating sight of the demon in front of me.
The hard bulges of muscle that made up his chiseled abs sank between my thighs as his masculine body knelt before me. His inked arm muscles flexed deliciously, causing my heart to flutter in my chest as he threw my legs over his broad shoulders. With a feral growl, he dove face-first into my dripping pussy. He plunged his wicked, silky tongue in and out of me, ravenously lapping at my arousal. His arms wrapped around me, pulling my core closer to him while his hands supported my back.
I desperately reached forward and grabbed his sharp black horns as if they were handlebars.“Oh! Azathhhh—Oh fuck!”My legs squeezed tighter around his head as the intense knots in my lower stomach threatened to burst.
He grazed his fangs along my pussy lips, then sucked down on my swollen clit. His tongue danced over it, flicking back and forth and swirling around in a rapturous rhythm. My rigid body shook, while a delirious melody of moans and mewls poured from my mouth. He picked up the pace with his tongue, driving me absolutely wild; then he sucked hard,and I fucking saw stars. My screams echoed off the cave walls as a wave of complete euphoria crashed over me.
Azathoth drank in every last drop with urgent carnal thirst. His hands released me, causing my limp, trembling body to fall back onto my elbows as he stood up. His lustful, glowing gaze seemed to scorch my soul as he stared down at me while removing his pants and boots. He growled low and wrapped his large hand around his massive, grooved cock. His powerful black wings spread out behind him, lightly flapping, sort of as if he were peacocking in his own strange, demonic way.
I was both intimidated yet full of desire as I gazed up at the crazed, horny, naked demon flaunting his stuff before me. Then, he stalked forward and crawled over me with his thighs on either side of my torso. He roughly grabbed my hair and yanked my head back. “Open your mouth, Buttercup,” he demanded with his throbbing cock in his fist.
My stomach fluttered and my legs quivered. I did as he asked and parted my lips, eager to taste him. He tapped the tip of his cock against my tongue, causing a string of precum mixed with saliva to stretch between us. Then he shoved himself forward, making me gag as he hit the back of my throat. I sputtered and held onto his powerful thighs as he began forcefully fucking my mouth. Deep groans of pleasure rumbled out of him while his hips shoved back and forth, only able to fit halfway into my mouth.
The grip on my hair tightened and his thrusting picked up. Tears rolled down my face as I savored the salty taste of him and the feeling of him slamming down my throat. The ridges sensuously glided over my tongue, and his girth forced my jaw wide apart. I sucked in my cheeks the best I could, and swallowed with him still in my mouth. He then abruptly pulled out and leaned down, crashing his lips onto mine.
His mouth moved with passion against mine in a burning dance for dominance. His hand further intertwined itself within the hair on the back of my head, while the other landed on the small of my back, pulling my body closer to his. The kiss grew more aggressive and demanding as he crawled slightly backward, pushing me down until I was flat on my back. His tongue furiously invaded my mouth, dominating the fuck out of mine.
My hands trailed down his muscular back while my legs wrapped around his thick waist. I moaned, and he hissed as I arched my hips up, pressing my wet, throbbing slit against his hard length. He growled and roughly pushed my hips back down, pressing my butt to the stone below me.
“Goddammit, Ash—I mean, Azathoth, whatever the fuck your name is, please, fuck me already!” I couldn’t take not having him inside me any longer.
His growl turned into more of a bestial snarl as he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. “Not until you know exactly what I can offer you, Buttercup.” He smashed his lips back onto mine in a quick, hungry kiss, leaving me breathless.
My chest heaved up and down as I stared up at him, drunk on burning desire. His gaze swept over me with raw sexual hunger, his handsome face framed in a curtain of silken black locks that flowed down beside us. He glided his free hand up the side of my body, brushing over my breasts and neck, then caressing my cheek.
“If you’ll allow me to complete our infernal matrimony.” He ran the tip of his nose up against mine with a purr. “It will tie our souls together in an unbreakable bond, allowing me to drown you in immortal pleasures for all eternity. Allow me to scorch your spirit with my Hellfire, drink of my evil passion, and I will lavish you with endless erotic ecstasies. I will adorn you with diabolic opulence, and indulge you in all that you may desire. You will have my everlasting love and devotion. I will belong to you, and you to me, eternally.” He positioned the tip of his cock at my entrance. “I’m offering you an immortal life by my side. Think about it, Buttercup.”
I didn’t have too long to think about it though, because, with that, he wrapped his free hand around my back and began slowly pushing his gigantic cock inside me. I gasped and tried to jerk up, squeezing my eyes closed from the sudden pain. Even though I had slept with him in his demonic form plenty of times before in my dreams, those were only dreams. This was our real-life flesh-and-blood bodies joining as one. And my vagina was not used to his real-life brobdingnagian demon dick trying to slither up inside it.
Sweet lemony leprechauns! This is like losing my virginity all over again!
