This home was... eerie today because I spent the rest of the car ride back thinking about it.
Sex!
I've already killed to get what I want... can I have sex with a demon to get what I want as well? The thing is although Darius said what he said as a threat I've noticed that he's always given me a choice.
So really am I going to choose to confirm the marriage or am I going to risk making it harder to survive myself by not going along with things. The things is what might happen to me during or after?
Will my first time be hell?
Well... even if it is, I decided that I'm determined to prove that I can indeed carry out the perfect revenge and provide the filthy souls I promised. Also going with the flow of things had kept me unharmed... who knows what would've happened I suddenly decided to stop doing that.
I'm only scared to die.
"You need to relax, little one," i heard him murmer in my ear, the hot breath washing over my ear and neck, sending a shiver through my body.
"I'm thinking," I admitted.
"Have you ever done this before?" he asked before dropping a firm kiss to the back of my neck, his fingers still slowly unbuttoning my uniform shirt as the room exploded in that sickly sweet demon pheromone.
"Had sex with a man?"
"No." I answered truthfully. "Didn't you already know that?"
"I did, little one. And since i will be taking your first time, no demon will ever try and steal a weakling like you unless they have a death wish." Was that something I had to worry about? "I'll make you forget about everything except what I'm doing to your body," he whispered seductively, running his tongue around my ear.
I held back a gag.
"What will happen?" I said.
"You'll know if you do a good enough job," he said. Shit. He's being vague like usual. "But it'll benefit you to give it your all."
"Why sex?"
"To see if you're worth it," Darius bent down and started running his large, hot hands up the back of my legs.
"Is it right to interpret this as if you like the sex, I'd get more benefits?" I asked.
"Fuck, you are gorgeous, don't kill the mood," he said before running his tongue from the back of my knee up to my thigh, stopping just below my ass cheek to place a tiny bite.
That wasn't a no!
He pushed on my back lightly, signaling for me to bend over the dresser. Licking and nibbling the back of my thighs, he grabbed my ass cheeks, first with gentle caresses, then moving to more firm squeezes.
I looked down, noticing he was now nude and staring up at me through his dark lashes, his black hair now falling down around his shoulders. He was sitting on his heels, the muscles in his thighs protruding with the position.
Sculpted pecs led to the most defined stomach I had ever seen, his dark, unmarred skin wrapped tight around his abs. Hard as steel, his dick stood proudly, long and thick, the head shining with precum.
Holy shit! It's my first time seeing one in person.
"Oh my god," I moaned when his hot hand slid between my legs, his fingers parting my folds and circling my clit, making one long stroke from back to front before rubbing the sensitive nub. Almost simultaneously, his other hand went to my ass, one finger trailing down my crack before circling my hole, teasingly applying a light pressure, not quite enough to slip in.
"So responsive," he whispered as he rose to his knees, immediately bringing his mouth to my hip bone, sucking and nibbling gently. It was embarrassing but I dealt with it. While his mouth was occupied with my hip, his finger continued to gloriously torture me and his other hand kept stroking my clit, rubbing tighter than before.
Finally, I felt his finger push forward, gliding smoothly in and out of me, the sensations wracking my body so forcefully that I had to make a conscious effort not to fall over right then. My body shuddered violently as I tried to hold out and my clit throbbed with spasms against his hand, fluid leaking steadily from my slit.
My brain couldn't overcome the scent this time as it was being overridden by intense pleasure.
"Are you close, little one? Do you want to come?" he asked as he added a second finger and, much to my surprise, removed his hand from my clit.
I swallowed hard. I had no idea what was coming.
"I... I don't know...Oh, please...." I whimpered, pushing my hips back, trying to get his fingers away as they hit one euphoric spot inside me almost erasing the bundle of the fear I felt building up.
Bringing himself back to his feet, he stood behind me, positioning himself at my entrance and grabbing my clit once again in a tight grip.
"Come on, come hard for me," he demanded, rubbing my clit swiftly.
"Oh, God...Ung...Oh, fuck, what's happening?!" I wailed, clenching my eyes shut as I felt myself spasm before the first wave of my orgasm washed over me. Before the second wave of pleasure took over, I felt as slight pain as Darius slipped through my tight ring of muscle. "Oh, God!" I gasped as he continued to push forward, not stopping until he was fully seated within me.
It was so fucking intense, the extreme pleasure coursing through my body, making me shake and cry out as it continued for what seemed like ages.
"God can't save you now...." he threatened through heavy breaths.
Eventually, my orgasm subsided, my body falling limply over the dresser as I panted, my knees nearly buckling from exhaustion. Pulling his hand away from my clit, Darius wrapped his arms around my waist, keeping me upright, still holding himself deep inside me.
I felt a gentle kiss on my back before he rocked his hips, pulling out most of his dick before pushing forward again, gliding in and out of me smoothly and slowly.
After a few more slow pumps, he picked up the pace a bit, gripping my hips as he found a steady rhythm. Angling his hips, his dick grazed that spot inside me with each pass and I felt my clit begin to swell again.
"Please... I can't..." I groaned, already pleading with him to bring me to that amazing high again.
My body craved it so badly.
"We have all night," he promised, his mouth moving against the skin of my back. "It's your first time. Enjoy me all you want, little one."
Why was he glowing? Pushing off of the dresser, I arched my back, reaching behind me and running my fingers through his black hair, wanting to know if it was as silky as it looked.
It was.
His mouth latched onto my neck, sucking and nibbling every bit of skin he could reach as the air. Keeping his rhythm, he lifted one of my legs and placed my knee on the dresser, the stretch of my body allowing him to penetrate me deeper. The room quickly filled with our noises; panting and moaning, Darius's dirty words and my whimpers.
The air as sweet and thick as it's ever been.
Darius pulled my face back to his, our lips touching in a surprisingly passion fueled kiss. Immediately, I opened my mouth to him, tasting him and moaning as his tongue moved against mine.