Chapter 25
Twenty-Five
After Trevon disappeared, I wrapped my arm around Dani’s waist, pulling her closer to me. Her pussy tightened on my cock.
“Your ex-boyfriend, huh?”
Dani ground her hips against mine. Her fingers dug into my thigh, and I smirked.
Eros gazed around the bar, eyes turning a hazy black. Suddenly, everyone around us began to chatter. I looked around the bar to see some Lusts flirting with the humans with those hypnotic glints in their eyes.
“Touch her,” he said to me.
My fingers grazed against Dani’s legs, drawing her dress up her thighs. Eros leaned back in his stool and pressed a hand against his hardness through his pants. Dani tried to pull my hands away, but I continued.
“Lucifer,” she whined.
“Touch her,” Eros repeated.
I slipped my fingers under her dress, rubbing her roughly through her panties. Her body jolted, and she pushed her hips back onto me. Eros’s eyes turned black. He trailed one hand up her side and grasped her breasts.
“There are people,” Dani continued.
Eros smirked again, his fingers grazing against her cleavage. “You’re the one who wanted this. That’s why we’re here, isn’t it?”
She moaned softly. I watched Eros’s cock lengthen in his pants, his demon aching to be released, aching to claim her body, to fill every inch of her. I thrust into her harder.
He hooked his index finger on the dress, between her cleavage, and pulled it down enough to see her breasts nearly falling out. Her nipples were hard, pressed up against the hem of the dress, half covered.
“Give it to her harder,” he said. “That’s what she wants.”
Her tits bounced as I began to thrust harder into her, my demon taking full control. Eros pulled one of her legs to the side, giving me better access.
He brushed his hand against her jaw and looked up at her. “I know that pretty little pussy wants to come, but you’re going to wait. Understand?”
She furrowed her brows and nodded. He drew her closer again and whispered to her. When he did, she clenched hard on me.
“Come, Lucifer,” she moaned. “Please.”
She bounced on me a few more times. I pulled myself out of her, coming on her thighs between her legs. She whined for a moment, her nipples now grazing against the outside hem of her dress.
Instead of fixing herself, she slid off of me, leaned against the bar, tits pressing against it, and called down to the waiter. “Two more!”
His eyes flickered to her breasts, and when he turned around to make two more vodkas with Passion, she shifted from my lap to Eros’s.
He unzipped his pants, took out his cock, and rubbed it between her thighs. She was dripping wet. She lowered herself onto him. I pulled my seat closer to her. He grasped her hips and thrust up into her, making her breasts bounce against the bar.
The bartender pushed two drinks across the bar, his cheeks a slight tint of pink, his gaze fixed on Dani. Eros watched him, eyes black, and he turned away—no questions asked.
Eros dug his fingers into her hips, driving his into hers, thrusting hard and fast. He lifted the front of her dress, enough for me to see her pussy.
“Come here,” he said to me.
Again, I pulled my stool closer. Eros wrapped his arms under her legs, spreading them apart.
I pressed my cock against Dani’s clit, then shoved myself inside of her. She clenched on both of us, and I groaned. His cock felt so good inside her pussy.
“You like that?” I asked against her ear.
She moaned softly, her toes curling. Each time we thrust into her, she clenched. Tighter and tighter and tighter until her legs were shaking in Eros’s hands. He pulled them apart even more. She gripped on to my chest.
I grasped her breasts in my hands, pulling down the rest of her dress, revealing them. Her nipples glided against my palms. When I pinched them, Eros pressed a hand to her mouth, and she moaned loudly into it.
Eros pulled out of her, and then I did. Both of us were covered in her cum.
She readjusted her dress, pulled it down, and sat at the bar like nothing had ever happened.