Epilogue
Adrian
It’s been a week and I still haven’t gotten enough of her.
For years I convinced myself that I wasn’t drowning without her, my rage the only tether I had to my humanity as I pretended she wasn’t the key to everything that makes me who I am. It’s so obvious now that it wasn’t hate I clung to, it was her.
Becoming a demon couldn’t change that. Shoving her from my mind couldn’t either, and now that I have her again, I know I never want to go back to where I was.
I want her to stay. Not by force, but because she needs me the same as I do her.
Either way, she’s trapped down here, but her scent changes when she’s content and happy.
I’m addicted to it, and although my inner monster is only drawn to it so he can devour it, she gives me the strength to resist that temptation.
The strength to be myself again.
I’ve been staring at her for far too long, her arms tugging down on the restraints as I take in every inch of her naked, human body, and when I let my wings flutter out she bites her lip. “Does my Hellcat like being displayed from the ceiling for me?”
Her eyebrows quirk up. “I’d like it better if I wasn’t restrained every single time we fuck. What’s the matter, baby? Still scared of me?”
The sly smile on her face tells me she doesn’t really mind being restrained at all, she just wants to play.
Why would she mind when it means I do all the work and she gets most of the pleasure?
I like her like this, all trapped and unable to escape, coming for me until her eyes water and her pussy begs for mercy.
My cock twitches.
“You’re a scary girl,” I play along, gliding my fingertip down her stomach. “Not like this though. I could do anything I wanted to you, and all you’d be able to do is thank me for it.”
Reaching down, I curl two fingers inside of her dripping cunt, watching her eyelids flutter as her lips part.
“You think I’d argue? That I’d ever tell you no?”
“You might.” Leaning in, I drag my teeth along her throat. “But you wouldn’t mean it.”
She grips the chains above her and lifts up, wrapping her legs around me to pin us together. “So quit teasing me and let me have it.”
“So bossy,” I tease, nipping her bottom lip. “Say it meaner.”
“Please?”
I’m so taken aback by the innocence in her tone that I slide myself inside of her without a second thought. She needs it, and as always, so do I. “That word. That mouth.”
This time when I kiss her, it’s to say all the words I can’t ever find, that I know I won’t need to. She understands.
As her tongue slides into my mouth, her hips roll and her legs tighten around me. The way her pussy clenches has me in a stranglehold, and even now, I would do anything for her. Be anything she desires. “How is it you still feel so good?”
Every time feels just like that first time I had her, when I came harder than I ever had before and then pulled out to see her blood coating my dick. I’ve been an addict ever since.
“You froze me like this, remember? I’ll feel like this forever.”
She bites my lip hard before I can respond, and the moan she releases at the taste of my blood has me losing control.
I fuck her like my own personal doll just the way she loves, relishing every pained grunt and pleasured whimper that comes out of her.
Blood trickles down her arm from the restraints digging into her wrists, and I lick up every drop, growling so deep I sound anything but human.
This woman killed me, literally sent me to Hell, and right now I have the strongest urge to fucking thank her for it. She gave us eternity.
“Tastes so fucking good.”
I kiss her deeply so she can taste her blood on my tongue, and the way she sucks it into her mouth makes me throb. My cock grows until she breaks the kiss to gasp for air, but she doesn’t ask me to stop.
“Let me down, Ade. C’mon, baby. Let me ride you.”
I’ve never been strong enough to deny her.
I’ve pretended I was since she came back into my life, but in all reality, I’d give this woman everything.
If she wanted my heart, I’d reach right into my chest and pull it out for her.
That fact has never changed, I’m just strong enough to physically do it now if she asked for it.
In seconds, I have her cut down and on the way to our bed, her nails digging into my neck as I rush us over, and the second I fall down onto my back with my cock still buried inside her she wraps her hand around my throat and lets her eyes flutter closed.
This is my Hellcat in her element. She knows what she wants and she’s not afraid to take it, even as the tip of my tail eases into her ass.
It’s mesmerizing the way she moves, how she pushes back to help my tail slide inside further, and moans my name so sinfully I almost blow. “Fucking hell,” I groan, nails raking down her stomach so she can feel what she’s doing to me.
“Make it bigger,” she whispers, rocking steadily as her grip tightens around my neck. “You said I can’t die down here, right? Make it bigger.”
I’m almost positive she’s talking about my cock, but to catch her by surprise I expand both. My cock swells, as my tail grows deeper in her ass, but she doesn’t miss a beat. Her tongue slides out of her mouth playfully as she smacks me and slips two fingers in my mouth, bouncing faster.
Fucking devil woman.
I suck her fingers without shame, nails digging into her hips as I fuck up into her even harder, and after I grow my cock another inch I bite down hard enough to make her yelp.
It also makes her come.
Feeling her clench around me as her pussy spasms has me losing the tiny bit of restraint I had and taking control of her movements. I keep her on top though, staring into her eyes as I reach up to twist her nipples and pump her full of my cum.
I’ll never get tired of this.
“Fuuuck!”
She takes it all, leaning forward to kiss me breathless. “God, I missed you.”
“I missed you, too,” I admit. “More than I tried to let on. You’re all I need, Lysandra. I didn’t even realize it, but this whole time I was just waiting for you.”
Her eyebrow quirks as she rolls her hips a little more. “I could’ve told you that. You should’ve come to get me years ago. I’d have taken your anger if it got us here in the end.”
“Yeah, well, I was an angry fool, and didn’t like knowing you still had me under your spell. I should have reminded myself I wasn’t the only one. You’re hooked on me too.”
Gripping her throat, I slowly pull my tail out of her ass and tug her back in for another kiss, rolling her over so I can cage her in with my arms. Lys smiles at me with a softness I haven’t experienced in years as she says, “What can I say? I’ve always had an addictive personality.”
That makes two of us.
There was always a possibility that we could have either clashed and burned to dust or engulfed the world in an inferno around us, but luckily for me we have an eternity to dance in the flames together.
Something tells me this is what we were meant for all along, and I have to admit... I wouldn’t want it any other way.
I’m never letting her go.
––––––––
Lysandra
Lifting my right wing high enough to block the sun, I turn to Adrian. “Earth sucks now. What the hell happened in the last two hundred years?”
“The humans let themselves become uglier than demons inside and it spread like rot. When’s the last time you’ve seen one of them smile?”
The look of disgust on his face mirrors my own as we glance around the wasteland in front of us. There are still plenty of neon lights and pounding music coming from the dive bars scattered around us, but it all just looks... sad. “Has it really been that long since we’ve come here?”
Adrian grips my hand and starts walking. “Yup. Every decade that passes makes this world less relatable for us, and by now it seems pointless. Even the food has gone downhill.”
All that work and what did it get me? As it turns out, there’s more than one way to become a demon, and I chose the easy way to speed things up a bit.
We just wanted to have a little fun topside, fucking with people, setting a few fires, taking out the bastards who were trying to ruin the world behind the scenes.
But to do that, I needed to be like him.
Willpower is a hell of a thing, and in my case, it might’ve been more powerful than trauma — and had less side effects, too.
I was never stuck in a forever-Christmas Hell, didn’t experience any of the pain or suffering he did, and my abilities still manifested.
But when you’re staring at eternity, a few hundred years is just a blink. “Do you think it’s better anywhere else? The world is a big place.”
Shrugging, he glances over at me and flicks out his gorgeous wings. “Let’s go find out.”
Grinning, I take off to get a head start on him and head toward the ocean.
Thankfully, humans are so fucking scared of whatever’s down there that even now, they stay away from it — I’m sure we’ll see a ship or two, but no one will ever believe their stories.
Video quit being a reliable source of truth a long time ago.
And the freedom I feel right now with the wind gliding under my wings is more than enough to stop me from giving a shit about what a few humans claim to see.
He lets me pull ahead for a while, the fluttering of his wings hitting my ears before I see his huge grin. “I still can’t get over how beautiful you are as a demon.”
He reaches his hand out for mine, pulling me in and wrapping his wings around me as he spiral dives toward the water. Shrieking a laugh, I hang on tightly and blink us over land.
It makes him pull back and spin us around so he’s below me, and when his teeth nip at my jaw, I know I’m going to pay for that later.
Oh, what a shame.
We end up not far from shore on a cloudy island that hasn’t seen a human in a thousand years or more, landing softly on wet sand. “This is better,” I muse, spinning around and slapping his ass with my tail. “No one to mess with, but we can make it our own. What do you think?”
“Yeah, it’s got good vibes. You know I love it when it’s just you and me anyway. I can mess with you just fine.”
Adrian reaches out to grip my throat and tug me in for a kiss, and I get butterflies all over again. I expected them to fade after a hundred years or so, but I think they might be worse now. “Do you think it’ll ever stop feeling like this?”
“Nope. Not with us,” he says without any trace of doubt. “We were made for each other for a thousand lifetimes, and nothing will ever change that. To this day, I only choose you, and if we decide to leave all of this behind we’ll do that together too.”
Grinning, I take a step back from him and slide my shirt off, dropping it onto the sand as I blink my pants away. “Let’s break it in right then.”
Taking off on foot, I leave the beach for the treeline beyond and laugh as I hear him following. He’ll never stop chasing me, never stop loving me, and maybe one day I’ll quit making him prove it — but that day is not today.
I like it too much when he catches me, and that?
That’ll never stop either.