Chapter 17
Chapter
Seventeen
“ N ever again. I am never, ever doing that again.” I said, bending over and clutching my stomach as I tried to settle my stomach. I was dizzy and nauseated after the trip to Hell. I don’t recall anything after taking Jax’s hand until I woke up lying on a cold stone floor ready to toss my cookies.
“It gets easier.” Jax shrugged. “Come on, I’ll take you to the throne room but then I have to leave. I need to get back to Fern.”
I followed him through winding hallways and up a never ending flight of stairs that had me pausing for a breath at the top. I guessed if nothing else, this trip would get my cardio levels up. Maybe I’d actually close the damn exercise ring on my watch for once.
“Here we are.” Jax said, pausing outside a pair of oversized arched doors. “He’ll be in there. He usually is. Do you know what to do?”
“Yes. Thank you for bringing me.” On impulse, I reached up and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I’m glad Fern found you. Take care of her for me. ”
“You worry about yourself. I’ll take care of her.” He put a hand on the ring of the door and paused. “Be careful, Vi. Asmodeus has never been the most forgiving of demon lords.”
I patted his arm and nodded. Knowing full well I was going to ignore his advice. Asmodeus might not be the most forgiving of demon lords, but he was my demon, and I knew how to handle him.
Jax yanked the door open and then vanished before anyone inside could see him. If I didn’t know what was at risk for him, I’d call it almost cowardly. But I would never want him to risk himself. Fern needed him too much. And I needed her to be safe and happy. Knowing my friends were cared for made this decision easier.
“Asmodeus, did you seriously think you could get rid of me that easily?” I stormed into the throne room, ignoring all of the demons and humans there. “We had a bargain and you’re not backing out.”
“Violet,” Asmodeus’ voice was low, a warning.
“Stuff it,” I climbed the stairs to his throne, a little shocked no one tried to stop me. They wouldn’t have succeeded, but I kind of expected them to try.
“You don’t belong here.” The demon lord said, his voice low. Just for me.
“I don’t belong anywhere else.” I stopped in front of him and planted my fists on my hips, ready for the fight ahead. “We had an agreement.”
As stayed sitting, his legs sprawled in what could have been called a lazy and dismissive pose but I could see the tension in him. In the way his hands were fisted on the arms of his chair, in the clench of his jaw.
“And I released you from it. You’re free to go live your life as you wish. Go marry the blond and make many obnoxious babies.”
“You are such a fucking moron.” The gasps rang through the room. I turned to glare at the crowd of people until they shut the fuck up.
“Get out!” As roared. There was a flurry of movement as they cleared out, leaving us alone in the large stone room. As glared down at me, a look that might have frightened me days ago but now had me biting back a smirk.
I took two steps closer, putting myself between his splayed legs. His hands twitched, I knew he wanted to reach out and grab me. It took it as an invitation to drop my hands to his shoulders and climb to straddle his lap.
“What the fuck are you doing?” He didn’t grab my hips like I wanted him to, but he didn’t shove me off either.
“I’m coming for you.” His eyes flashed red. “Do you hear me, Asmodeus? I’m coming for you. Because you’re mine.”
His eyes were fire when I leaned down to press my mouth to his. “You’re mine. And I am yours.”
As snapped. His hands fisted in my hair as his mouth crashed down on mine. The kiss was fierce, intense, brutal. He claimed me with the kiss.
“Mine,” he growled, dropping one hand down to my ass to grind me into his rigid dick. “You’re mine.”
“And you’re mine.” I gripped his shoulders and swiveled my hips on his lap. He took my mouth in another demanding kiss. Insistent and fierce.
I reached between us to his pants and undid the button. I pulled my mouth away from him enough to issue a demand.
“You’re not going to deny me this, not this time.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it.” His hands went beneath my skirt and he snapped the sides of my panties. “You’re mine now.”
“You idiot, I was all along.” I yanked down his zipper and freed his impossibly hard cock.
“You could have fooled me.” He groaned the words as I closed my hand around his length. He grabbed my wrist and stopped me after only a moment of stroking him.
I arched my brow at him, and he chuckled. “Such a needy slut.”
He dragged a finger along my already damp cleft. A touch so soft it had me arching my hips to beg for more.
“I’m not coming until I’m inside you. And even as wet as you are, you’re nowhere near ready for me.” He gently circled my clit before sliding his hand down between our bodies and sliding a finger inside of me. His hands were so big, even the one digit was a stretch. “You are temptation incarnate. I’m going to fuck and stretch this pretty pussy until you’re able to finally take my cock.”
He pulled out, returning with another finger before curling them inside me. His other hand came to rest on my ass, a finger trailing between my cheeks to press against my tight hole. I squirmed, the sensation strange and different but not unpleasant.
“I love that you’ve never been fucked here. I get the pleasure of teaching you how much fun it can be to have all of your holes stuffed and fucked.”
“Later.” I growled, grabbing his horns and dragging his mouth down to mine. “Shut up and fuck me already.”
“Such a needy slut.” As nipped my lip and pulled his fingers out of me. I wanted to sob at the loss. “I believe I promised to worship you like a queen.”
Asmodeus stood up with me in his arms and turned to set me on his throne. Strong hands spread me wide, legs over the arms of the throne and completely exposed to him. He dropped to his knees and bowed his head to me.
His tongue was a hot brand against my skin. His groan shuddered through both of us.
“You look like Heaven but taste like sin. I could spend forever between your legs and never get enough.”
“As!” It was a whine. A plea. I needed his cock, and I needed it now. I didn’t want this slow teasing. I’d waited so long for him and I wanted it so much.
“Patience, love. Patience.” I was about to yell at him again, thoroughly impatient, when he bent his head and drove his tongue into me without warning or preamble. It was long and thick and so, so good. But it still wasn’t what I wanted or needed.
“As, please.” I wasn’t above begging. I’d waited for him for so long and I needed to feel him, all of him. “More.”
His tongue withdrew from me, only to move up and circle my clit. He slid two fingers inside of me, and then three. The stretch was almost painful, but the pleasure assaulting my clit as he flicked it with the tip of his tongue counterbalanced it. He curled his fingers and at the same time sucked my clit into his mouth. It scraped against his pointed teeth and the combined pleasure and pain and ache had me seeing fireworks.
I was still flying high when I was hauled up out of the throne and found myself straddling Asmodeus' lap.
Spread wide over his sprawled legs and his hard cock between us, I gripped his shoulders. As moved a hand between us to position the head of his cock at my entrance. I expected him to bury himself inside of me, but he teased. He entered slowly, stretching me around him one inch at a time. It was so good. It was almost too much. It was more than I expected and exactly what I needed.
His grip was firm on my hips as he slowly pulled me down his length. I wanted so badly to slam myself down and feel him deep within me but the look of awe on his face was enough to allow him to set the pace. Even if it was almost agonizingly slow.
"So sweet." His eyes locked on mine. "You're taking me so perfectly. What a good girl. What a good little slut. I've been waiting for you forever, my love."
"Good. You're stuck with me." I reached down and pulled my skirt out of the way so I could watch as his cock stretched me wide. "There's no changing your mind now. We're in this together, for better or worse."
With one final thrust of his hips, Asmodeus slid the rest of the way inside of me and we both froze, my eyes flying back to his to see the flames banked there.
"You're mine." He whispered, pressing a kiss to my neck. "There's no going back. Not for you or for me."
"Tell me again in ten years." I challenged him, moving my hips to grind against him. Needing movement. I was so full it almost hurt and sitting there locked in position without movement was slowly driving me out of my mind. "Will you stop being sappy and fuck me already?"
"I'll tell you again in ten years." Thrust.
"A hundred years." Thrust.
"A thousand years." Thrust.
"Time has no meaning for us, my love." Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. "And I'll love you through all of it."
There was something there I needed to think about. Something in that statement needed to be explored but As was moving in earnest now and I couldn't think as he used his grip on my hips to help move me up and down over him. Every downward stroke brought my clit in contact with his pelvis, and I was quickly brought back to the edge.
When he reached between us to circle my clit, I stopped thinking entirely. There was a single thought in my mind as I fell over the cliff.
"Mine."