Page 14 of Death C*mes Inside Her
“You love it when I hold you down and fuck you like a dog, don’t you?” My voice is smoke, fingers digging into her waist as I angle her into position. “This cock’s going to map every inch of you. I’ll pound your cunt raw, stretch that tight little hole until you beg God to release you.”
A shiver runs through her, electric against my palm. “Yes, Aios.”
She drips her juices onto the bedding at my touch. Cum seeps from the tip of my cock, dripping down the sides as I give it a few rough drags through my clenched fist.
“I’ve never—” She gulps at the thick air. “ I know what’s about to happen, but you’re too big for me. You’ll kill me with that thing.”
“Not too big.” I bend the tip down to tease at her entrance. It thins into a lapping red tongue, making her hiss and wince as the barbs flatten against the sides. “I will grow once I am inside you. It will hurt, like flames and stings, but I will give you morepleasure first, so you are ready. My seed I baptized you with earlier will numb some of the pain. Not all, but it will ease the way.”
“I trust you.”
Her words remind me of the evil that lives inside me, of the things I’ve done to her kind in the past. But the demands in my throbbing loins will not be denied.
“There is no turning back wife.”
A tremor rolls through her. “I know.”
“Daddy’s good, willing slut.” My hand drifts the length of her back, slow and deliberate, mapping bone and silk skin, noting the little purple marks and scratches I’ve already left. “Now I make sure you will be rooted with me. All that hot, sticky demon spunk is about to change your life forever.”
My palm slides down until it rests heavy at the small of her back. A gentle push tilts her hips, baring more of her to me as freezing rain is driven against her bare skin.
“Good girl.” The praise tastes delicious on my tongue. “Stay there for Daddy.”
I read her with my hands, unhurried and thorough. Each slow pass leaves gooseflesh in its wake. At her spine’s base, I circle a thumb, feeling the tremor that runs through her.
“You may have been untouched before me, Eve, but you will never forget what it felt like the first time I claimed that cherry cunt you’ve saved for me.” I bend close until the chill of my chest brushes her heat, mouth near her ear. “I’m going to leave more than marks, little witch. I’m going to fill you until we find out if humans and demons can breed.”
She makes a raw, startled sound of need more than fear.
“You’ll take me. You’ll hold what I give.”
“I’ll take you, Daddy. I’ll keep everything you give.”
A groan tears loose, deep, hungry, and satisfied.
The flames in the hearth grow fierce, falling rain hissing and evaporating on the hearthstones.
“Deep breath, little witch.”
She inhales. Exhales.
“Good.”
I grit my teeth and push forward with patience sharpened by centuries. Cold strength meets soft welcome inch by inch. Each breath she takes opens a little more space for me. My control frays, but holds.
My hand slides from her flank to her belly, steadying. “I want to give you everything. I want to fill you until even this house believes you’ll never be alone again.”
I grind deeper, my spine arching as she milks me with that honeyed grip. Demon fire licks my veins. I’m both predator and prey here, chained to the way she moves. I blanket her with my chest and her back curves against me, a living bridge between heaven and hell.
Ahh, finally you did something right stupid demon. I want to live in this little human cunt. So, freakin’, good.
“You’re magic,” I rasp doing my best to ignore my cock’s disruptive inner dialogue, biting her shoulder blade hard enough to bruise. She thrashes, hips rolling, and I fist her hair, yankingher head back so I can lick the sweat from her throat. “My witch. My ruin.”
Her nails dig into the mattress as I drag my thumb over her clit in one rough circle. Her whine claws at me, and I smirk against her ear. “So tight, my little witch.”
Faster now. My hips piston like a steam train driven by hellfire. She’s a symphony of moans, her body a rhythm section to my thrashing chords as lightning crashes and thunder rolls. When I graze two fingers against her ass, teasing the tight ring, she bucks, screaming into the storm.
“More?” I growl, pressing deeper. “You have to let Daddy in little one. Relax, give yourself over to the sweet darkness.”
