Page 44 of Song of Tenebrae

The perfume. The same scent I smelled on Hail. “Calm down.” I soothe her even though my insides are quaking. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”

“Kenny followed us here,” she whispers.

Yes, he could have, I hadn’t warned our pilot about him and I hadn’t warned the staff either. They wouldn’t question his appearance here. My stomach grows sour as I look at the fear reflected in my girl’s eyes.

“Then, we kill him.” I grin at her and pride surges through me as her features harden, giving me a confident smile.

“We kill him.”

I guide her under the hot spray and watch as her black tresses soak in the water, lying heavy against her back and shoulders. I grab the shampoo and squirt some on top of her head, massaging it into her scalp with my fingers. The noises she makes are about to make me shoot my load and I have to bite into my cheek until I taste blood. I’m not a fucking teenager.

I begin to wash the shampoo out just as her hand wraps around my cock and my hands hit the tile behind her, catching me from falling on her. I don’t know what about her has me so fucking lost but I am, I am completely lost in my demon and I think she’s just figured it out.

“Are you always hard around me?” Her voice is playful as she strokes me softly.

My hand winds around her throat and I back her into the wall, “I may love you but that doesn’t mean you get to toy with me.” I grin down into her face. “Looks like you need to drop to your knees and open that sexy little mouth.”

She does as she’s told and when I step back, the water hits her on the face. She pulls back away from the stream until I grab the top of her head and force her to my dick, “you can hold your breath.”

“This is the equivalent to waterboarding,” she gasps as she spits out water.

“Make it quick then.”

She gives me a narrowed, heated gaze and then accepts the challenge by sucking me far down her throat. Her fucking mouth was sent from Satan himself and I can’t stop myself from moaning like a fucking female. I look down to find her eyes shining up at me, the water hitting her face, and yet she has a shit-eating smirk around my cock. I pull out and watch her take a watery breath, only to slam back in. Her gag is loud as she retches around me but that fucking squeeze feels amazing.

Her hands land on my thighs as she tries to back away but my grip on her hair is preventing her. Her teeth scrape along my length in warning but she should know by now, I love receiving the fucking pain as much as giving it. I continue to fuck her face and I wish I could turn the shower off, just so I could watch her fucking cry as she tries to breathe.

I pull out again and chuckle when she sucks in a breath and the water makes her choke. “Fuck y-”

My cock slamming into her mouth cuts her off and the grip I have in her hair causes her to cry out around me, the noise sending vibrations through me. Finally, I pull her off and haul her up to face me. She’s sucking in air and I seal it off with my mouth around hers, forcing my tongue inside. She moans long and deep as I grab her thigh, forcing it around my waist. Her spread pussy nestles against my cock and I pull back from her to look down.

I slide a few times between her folds and she tips her head back against the tile, “I’m sore.” She moans again, “and condoms.”

I pull my hips back slightly and line myself up, slamming into her forcefully. “Sore is what you were after I ripped you open with this cock and my brother whipped your back,” she clenches around my cock at my words and I chuckle as I sink my teeth into her pulsing vein at her neck, “my sadistic little demon likes that.”

“Yes,” she breathes, “but I still haven’t forgiven you for that.”

Forgiveness, such a Christian ideal. “You’re not looking for forgiveness, Demon.” I grunt as I slam up inside her, “you need retribution. I’m willing to give you that.”

“You will give it to me, willing or not.” The brat spits back and I pull out of her, stepping back. She has enough sense to look fearful as I grab her hair and haul her into my body.

“I said I was willing and that would be the only way you’d get it,” I’m not letting her take advantage of these professed feelings, I still own her. I turn her around by her hair and shove her into the wall, her hands saving her face from an injury. “Demon, what I say goes.” I ground out into her ear as I squeeze my cock between her ass cheeks.

“Raiden...” she gasps out a warning as I press against her rear hole. I know she’s not near prepared for me back there but I love that she’s frightened I’ll do it anyway.

I let go of her hair and grab her by the waist, propping her ass up so I can see her pretty little pussy. I run my fingers through the folds and she hisses, sore indeed. She’s swollen and red, looking like a ripe cherry waiting to be fucking popped. I don’t give her a chance to even think before I’m ramming into her in one go.

“Raiden!” She screams and it’s my turn to laugh maniacally.

“This dick belongs to you now, Demon.” I dig my fingers into her waist when she threatens to buck away, “get used to it.”

“It’s too big,” she sniffles, “it’s too big, Raiden.”

I pull out and look down, my cock is red with her blood. “Get used to it.” I thrust back in and pull out again. “Fuck, I love the sight of your blood.”

She whimpers with pain and I feel myself swell bigger, I love that she’s hurting. I can’t even hold myself back and when she clenches like she’s coming even through the pain, I fucking let loose. I feel animalistic, no thought process, and my cock is rock fucking solid.

“What was that you called me earlier?” I taunt her, “am I feeling like an old man now?”

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