Page 14 of Snowed in with the Demon Lord
Whatever hell Abaddon came from, apparently. I ached for him, my core empty and needing him, and from the way he watched me, I knew he felt the same. The fire in his gaze burned brighter as he looked at my naked body, and I’d never felt so seen. Being the sole focus of a demon’s attention was intimidating, like I was the only thing in the universe that mattered.
He drank in the sight of me, and tingling heat spread through me from my core. Between his legs, his cock stood hard and proud and inhuman. It was big, too big surely? The length of my forearm, and about as thick. Ridges ran around it, making it even thicker, and the head flared out wide. All along its length I saw patterns of raised bumps and I wanted, more than anything, to find out what they felt like.
But Abaddon had something else in mind, and it wasn’t up for discussion. His tail looped around my ankle and pulled, dragging me into position at the sofa’s edge. Taking my other ankle in his hand, he parted my legs and kissed his way down the inside of my thighs, alternating between them.
With a loud moan, I threw back my head and forgot about everything but Abaddon’s devilish touch. His lips, his tongue, his teeth, slowly teased their way down to me. His hands and tail, holding my legs wide, held me helpless in the most delicious way imaginable.
Eyes blazing with hellfire, he gazed up at me.
Abaddon slowed as he came closer and closer to my achingly empty core. Teased me, kept me guessing about what he’d do, where he’d kiss or bite next. Shaking with need and desperate for his touch, I tried to urge him on, grabbing hold of his horns and guiding him.
The dark chuckle he gave as his mouth reached my pussy made me shudder. The touch of his tongue was worse, and he had to hold me down as he slowly, deliberately, masterfully licked me. Parted my folds to circle my clit. Let me feel the touch of his forked tongue, flicking and across me as I squirmed and wordlessly begged for more.
My first climax snuck up on me, lighting me up like a firework display in my nervous system. I screamed with ecstasy, thrashing in his grip, but he never faltered. Never released me. Never stopped kissing and licking and teasing me.
The second hit me almost before I’d recovered from the first, as his tail joined his mouth. The sensation was incredibly, unbelievably, mind-blowingly good, and if Abaddon’s grip had been any weaker, I’d have thrown myself off the coach in my spasms.
After that, I lost count. I only know that, by the time he stopped, I was a weak, trembling mess. Abaddon’s eyes glowed down at me, the flames blue-white, and a smile played at his lips. His cock brushed against me, positioned against my folds.
“Do you want more, little one?” he asked, voice raw and low like thunder. All I could manage in response was a shaky nod. Words were too much to ask.
Thank fuck Abaddon didn’t need them. He thrust, burying his alien cock deep in me, and I felt each ridge as it went in. Even after the series of orgasms he’d given me, he felt unbelievably wonderful inside me. Stretching me, pushing me down against the sofa’s cushions, he moved with slow, powerful precision. Hislips returned to my neck, and as he pulled back, he kissed his way down to my breasts.
When he reached my nipples, hard and sensitive, he sucked each into his mouth in turn, his snakelike tongue darting across them. And he thrust again, harder, faster, and deeper than his first.
My body shook as he fucked me hard, and I shouted up at the ceiling. I didn’t care; there was no one to hear us, no reason to keep quiet.
Hooking my legs around his waist, I urged him on, pulling him deeper. He obliged gladly, and I felt him swelling inside me. He’d already been bigger than I thought I could take, and now he wasgrowing?
I didn’t care, I couldn’t care. All I wanted was him, Abaddon, and I wanted him as hard as he would get. His body slammed into mine harder and harder, sending waves of pure pleasure through me and sweeping away all my thoughts. He roared over me, a roar of triumph and joy, and together we came like an explosion. Like nothing I’d ever experienced.
The world dissolved, and we fell gladly into the blinding light of ecstasy.
11
ABADDON
Ilay beside Holly, watching her breathe, stroking a hand through her hair. Who would have thought a mortal could be so beautiful, so enticing, so incredible?
There wasn’t time for this. I should be up, working, fixing problems. Without electricity, my cabin wouldn’t be suitable for a human to live in. I had work to do before I faded, urgent work.
And yet there I lay, hand gently brushing Holly’s hair, waiting for her to recover. I was stronger than I had been in years, my soul aflame with power, but still I felt no urge to leap up and do something useful.
Holding this human in my arms, with soft caresses and whispered words, was exactly what I wanted to do.
Her breathing changed subtly as she woke, and I smiled down at her.
“Good morning.”
“…morning,” she repeated, blinking and looking around. A delightful blush spread across her face as she looked at the scattered wreckage surrounding us. “What… did webreak the sofa?”
“It appears so,” I said. “I can make another if we need it.”
Her laugh held a hint of embarrassment, and she rolled in to hide her face against my chest. “I can’t believe we did that.”
“If you require evidence, Holly, I will be happy to repeat the experience.”
Her breath caught at that, and I chuckled. As though the sound reminded her of something, Holly froze, then sat up. Reluctantly, I let her rise.
