Page 15 of The Halo & the Heathen
He laughs and nuzzles my ear. “I know what you’re doing. Lucky for both of us, I don’t care that it won’t work.”
The dark head of his cock slides along my pussy, peeking out between my thighs. I spread them wider.
He needs the room.
Godhis cock is beautiful.
Dark and slick and oh, so thick.
I watch, swallowing the trepidation and remembering… he fit before.
He’ll fit again.
Gasping as he presses into me, his cock opens me, forcing my body to make room for him and even though I want to screw my eyes shut at the pressure, I can’t.
I watch him press into me. Inch by inch in an agonizing torture.
“I thought demons were supposed to be brutal.”
“Torture doesn’t have to be hard and fast,” his tongue flickers against my ear. “Do you want me to split you open and make you scream? Do you want me to damage you irrevocably?”
I swallow my “No.”
He already knows.
“Don’t worry,” he growls and it sounds almost like a purr. “You’ll understand slow brutality soon enough.”
We’re only halfway down his cock and I reach down, holding my lips open to ease his passing. I leave them there, stroking my clit as he finally makes it all the way inside.
He holds me still. I’m full and I want to make him move. Maybe he’s right. Maybe his plans will be more torturous than if he took me the way I’d assumed he would.
I rock my hips, wanting more, taking as much as he’ll give me.
He chuckles darkly. “Look at my good little pest. Fucking herself on my cock.”
His grip tightens on my jaw, as if I might disobey him, and then, he releases my face. His hand snatches up my wrist, pulling my hand away from my clit and I cry out, trying to pull it back.
“Not this time, pest. You’re going to fuck me until you’re so frustrated with need that your tears carve rivers in the marks of my cum. You’re going to fuck me with a need onlyIcan fulfill from now on.” He dips his head, kissing my neck and growls as my body tightens on him again.
“Please.” My words are a hoarse whisper.
He runs his nose up the side of my neck. “You can beg all you like. It’s not going to change my mind.”
He lets me struggle on his cock. He lets me try to take him the way I want to be taken. But gravity fights me and there’s no space to move.
His hand trails up my stomach and I grab hold of his wrist. I needsomething.
I bite his arm, my teeth sink into his flesh and I bite harder, until sickly sweet ichor floods my tongue.
It doesn’t relieve the pressure, but it helps… barely.
“If you want me inside you in every way possible, all you had to do was ask.”
His tail wraps around my hips and he lifts them off of him, just enough…
I bite harder when one of his fingers presses against my asshole.
My weeping pussy flows down, but the pressure still hurts when he forces his way inside.
