Page 24 of Ex-Mas
Scanning his face, I finally let myself believe that we have a future. Not one where he tortures me until I’m exactly like him, but a good one. One that will never end.
“What a shame, I was going to wrap myself up in a little bow and lay under the tree for you.”
Honey brown eyes lock with mine, and the fire I see in them makes me shiver. “And I was going to hang you from that mistletoe and kiss your pussy until you cried.” He leans in, trailing kisses down my neck. “Good thing we have all the time in the world.”
An almost giddy laugh bubbles out of me as his kisses turn to playful bites. Not only do I have him back, I get to keep him forever in this new, improved body.
Turns out he wasn’t just the love of my life, he’s the love of my afterlife too, and while I’m not entirely sure what that will look like, I know there’s no one else I’d rather be with.
Hell is starting to feel a lot more like Heaven.
Epilogue
Adrian
It’s been a week and I still haven’t gotten enough of her.
For years I convinced myself that I wasn’t drowning without her, my rage the only tether I had to my humanity as I pretended she wasn’t the key to everything that makes me who I am. It’s so obvious now that it wasn’t hate I clung to, it was her.
Becoming a demon couldn’t change that. Shoving her from my mind couldn’t either, and now that I have her again, I know I never want to go back to where I was.
I want her to stay. Not by force, but because she needs me the same as I do her. Either way, she’s trapped down here, but her scent changes when she’s content and happy. I’m addicted to it, and although my innermonster is only drawn to it so he can devour it, she gives me the strength to resist that temptation.
The strength to be myself again.
I’ve been staring at her for far too long, her arms tugging down on the restraints as I take in every inch of her naked, human body, and when I let my wings flutter out she bites her lip. “Does my Hellcat like being displayed from the ceiling for me?”
Her eyebrows quirk up. “I’d like it better if I wasn’t restrained every single time we fuck. What’s the matter, baby? Still scared of me?”
The sly smile on her face tells me she doesn’t really mind being restrained at all, she just wants to play. Why would she mind when it means I do all the work and she gets most of the pleasure? I like her like this, all trapped and unable to escape, coming for me until her eyes water and her pussy begs for mercy.
My cock twitches.
“You’re a scary girl,” I play along, gliding my fingertip down her stomach. “Not like this though. I could do anything I wanted to you, and all you’d be able to do is thank me for it.”
Reaching down, I curl two fingers inside of her dripping cunt, watching her eyelids flutter as her lips part.
“You think I’d argue? That I’d ever tell you no?”
“You might.” Leaning in, I drag my teeth along her throat. “But you wouldn’t mean it.”
She grips the chains above her and lifts up, wrapping her legs around me to pin us together. “So quit teasing me and let me have it.”
“So bossy,” I tease, nipping her bottom lip. “Say it meaner.”
“Please?”
I’m so taken aback by the innocence in her tone that I slide myself inside of her without a second thought. She needs it, and as always, so do I. “That word. That mouth.”
This time when I kiss her, it’s to say all the words I can’t ever find, that I know I won’t need to. She understands.
As her tongue slides into my mouth, her hips roll and her legs tighten around me. The way her pussy clenches has me in a stranglehold, and even now, I would do anything for her. Be anything she desires. “How is it you still feel so good?”
Every time feels just like that first time I had her, when I came harder than I ever had before and then pulled out to see her blood coating my dick. I’ve been an addict ever since.
“You froze me like this, remember? I’ll feel like this forever.”
She bites my lip hard before I can respond, and the moan she releases at the taste of my blood has me losing control. I fuck her like my own personal doll just the way she loves, relishing every pained grunt and pleasured whimper that comes out of her. Blood trickles down her arm from the restraints digging into her wrists, and I lick up every drop, growling so deep I sound anything but human.
