39. Diablos #2
Dagon leaned to my neck, and I leaned to his.
He nuzzled my neck tenderly with his nose, inhaling me deeply.
I couldn’t wait any longer. I bit his neck hard, painfully hard.
A second before I could taste his blood, he sank his teeth into my neck.
The moment I felt his blood on my tongue, my heart started thundering.
His blood tasted coppery, which I guess was expected, but it also had a sweet undertone.
The warmth, light, and waves of love that enveloped me could never be described.
I was home.
Dagon was my home.
A glowing purple thread emerged from him, intertwining with my golden one, solidifying our eternal bond. Overwhelmed, we kissed passionately, tasting blood, desire consuming us both.
"I love you so much," I murmured.
"I love you too. I need you," he growled.
"You have me." I grabbed his horns as he lowered us to the ground.
"This time, I want to feel you inside me," he whispered.
Heat flared through me.
The demon who had pinned my wrists to bathroom tile.
The demon who had used my mouth in showers.
The demon who had whispered mine into my hair more times than I could count.
That demon was asking me to take him. To put my cock inside him.
To be the one who claimed first, tonight, on the forest floor under the stars where the bond had just sealed itself between us.
My breath shook.
"Yes," I said. "Hell yes, Dagon. Anything you want. Everything."
I shifted us so that he was under me. Seeing Dagon sprawled naked beneath me in his real form was a dream come true. I kissed his neck exactly where I'd marked him, then slowly trailed kisses down his chest, pausing at his nipples.
“Hell, sweetheart,” he moaned, “keep doing this.”
I swirled my tongue around his nipple, tugging gently with my teeth.
His soft groans shot straight to my cock.
His body drove me wild. I continued down his stomach, reaching his cock, my mouth watering at the sight.
In this form, his cock was thicker, veins more pronounced.
Tracing one vein with my tongue, I shivered as I heard him swear.
“Fuck, Di. More.”
I craved him. I needed to taste every inch, mark him, claim him fully.
Wrapping my lips around the head of his cock, I sucked gently, swirling my tongue around him. His precum coated my tongue, making me moan. He thrust slightly into my mouth, and I welcomed him deeper, craving more.
"Fuck. Look at you." His voice was the dark register now, the one that sent fire down my spine. "The Archer of Hell on his knees with my cock in his pretty mouth. Mine. Every part of you. Mine. Even Lucifer can't have this part of you. This part belongs to me. Only me."
The word mine landed differently than it ever had before.
The bond amplified it. I felt the claim. Not just heard it. The thread between us pulled tight when he said it, like the word itself was a tether being yanked. My whole body responded. My cock leaked against my belly. My hole clenched around nothing, wanting something it didn't have yet.
"Yours," I tried to say around his cock, but it came out as a moan.
He understood.
“You take my cock so well, sweetheart. Fuck, you have no idea how good you look with my cock between these sweet lips of yours.”
Dagon stared at me, eyes heavy-lidded and blissful. I sucked deeper, gagging slightly when I tried to take him fully. His pleasure was all that mattered.
When I pulled away, his hips bucked slightly, but I wasn't done yet. Spreading his thighs, I lowered myself further, staring hungrily at his hole.
“Hell!” Dagon shouted, trembling when my tongue flicked over him.
He tasted delicious, intoxicating. Lost in the sensation, I continued licking until he relaxed enough for my tongue to slide inside. The heat, his tightness, the sounds he made… all drove me crazy.
I fucked him gently with my tongue, savoring every second.
The thread between us thrummed every time he gasped. Every time his wings twitched on the forest floor and disturbed the leaves around us. I could feel his pleasure as if it were mine. The bond was an open channel and we were both pouring through it.
“It feels so fucking good. Hell. I-” His words were cut off by a moan.
Lust consumed me completely. Reaching for the lube from my discarded jeans, I slicked my fingers generously and gently eased one inside him.
“You don’t know how sexy your glistening and swollen lips look right now,” he said roughly.
“And you don’t know how good you taste.”
I rose up to kiss him passionately as I slid in a second finger slowly. I loved kissing these lips. I loved the feel of his beard against my clean-shaven face. The tenderness and roughness. Both. All of him.
“Fuck, I’m ready. Take me. Now.”
He rocked against my fingers urgently, but I took my time, stretching him carefully. When I added a third finger, he groaned impatiently. "Don't be gentle. I won't break. Just-"
I silenced him with another kiss, continuing to prepare him. He grew restless, his slick fingers reaching between us to tease my own hole, making me moan at the unexpected sensation. We teased each other mercilessly, giving and taking pleasure.
“Inside me. Now.” Dagon’s commanding tone short-circuited my brain.
This time, I obeyed immediately. Aligning my cock, I pushed in slowly, pausing briefly to let him adjust despite my urge to thrust deep. He suddenly pushed upward, burying me fully inside him.
We groaned simultaneously. The sight and sensation were overwhelming.
The bond flared. The thread between us went white-hot for half a second, and I felt what Dagon felt.
The full body grip of taking me in. The throb.
The welcome. My own pleasure layered with his.
The cosmos arranging itself between our bodies and saying this.
This is right. This is what you were made for.
Dagon's eyes filled with tears.
Not from pain.
From recognition.
I started thrusting steadily as he drew me into another kiss. The heat, the perfect squeeze around my cock… it was beyond anything I'd imagined.
“Harder,” Dagon ordered, shattering my restraint.
I thrust into him hard and fast, desperation fueling every movement. It wasn't enough.
“I want to feel you inside me, but I also want to come inside you,” I panted.
In a flash, our positions reversed. He swiftly seated me on his lap, his cock filling me in one smooth motion.
“Fuck, Dagon. Fuck-” I couldn’t think or speak clearly, utterly lost in the intense sensation.
His cock inside me was perfect. Though I couldn't physically see our bond, I felt it intensely. An unbreakable connection deepening with each thrust.
“Di, you’re gorgeous, and you’re all mine.”
I murmured incoherently, pleasure stealing my words.
Dagon maintained a fierce pace. His wings enclosed us protectively as I grasped his horns, riding his cock eagerly. His deep growl promised absolute possession, and I reveled in it.
"Mine," he groaned, tensing beneath me as he came. His release filled me, pleasure radiating through me as intensely as if it were my own.
I felt everything. His overwhelming love, pleasure, and relief.
I hovered at the edge, desperate for release. He withdrew suddenly, and I whimpered in frustration. But he quickly lay back, lifting his legs invitingly.
I didn't hesitate. Thrusting back into him, two deep strokes brought me to my peak.
The bond did the rest, the second I felt his pleasure cresting through the thread, mine answered it.
My vision darkened, my body tightening with blissful intensity as his hole clenched around me.
I kissed him deeply, holding onto his horn and him possessively as I filled him.
“Di, this was…” Dagon whispered breathlessly when I stopped thrusting.
“Same,” I whispered, nuzzling his neck, collapsing onto him as my body went limp.
Our rapid breathing gradually synchronized, hearts beating in tandem. He kissed my forehead tenderly, tracing soothing patterns along my back. Sweaty and spent, we lay entangled, basking in our connection.
His rare, full smile took my breath away. I felt him deeply within me. His love, gratitude, and overwhelming joy matched my own.
We kissed slowly, savoring the moment. Eventually, Dagon whispered softly, "In the nocturnal nightmares that sometimes plague your mind, in our dreams and realities, below the stars, and above Hell, I'll always love you."
"In the nocturnal daydreams possible because of you, beyond the stars, in the darkness and in the light, I'll love you forever, my demon."
This was our vow, our bond.
This was our love.