Chapter 18
ASMODEUS
Icould slaughter a village right now. Burn it down.
Salt the earth. Start a plague. But my nephew Sariel always lectures me to modernize, lest I end up like his decrepit adoptive father—my dear brother Ashtaroth.
So maybe I’ll invent a new venereal disease instead. One resistant to contemporary medicine.
“Do you know what could have happened to you?” I say, my voice coming out strained through gritted teeth. “Where were you even going?”
Simone pales, her throat moving as she swallows. “To Purgatory?”
Scoffing, I shake my head.
“Non,” I say mockingly. “If you survived for a day or two, you might have found yourself back in your cave. Is that what you want?”
She blinks at me numbly, and some of the wind leaves my sails. I move a hand to tuck a sweat-slicked strand of hair behind her ear, but she flinches violently, stopping me in my tracks.
“Little fairy?” I prompt, forcing myself to keep my voice gentle. “Do you honestly believe you could do something that would make me hurt you?”
“You’re mad at me,” she says with a trembling voice.
“Furious,” I confirm. “But not because you escaped.” No, that part actually… hurts. “It’s because there are demons in this area that could end a mortal in seconds.”
Her lower lip juts out. “You don’t care that I escaped?”
I feel my nose wrinkling with confusion. “What?”
“I can’t believe I was coming back to you,” she huffs, looking anywhere but at me.
My heart is beating in patterns I didn’t know were possible for a mortal form. “You were coming back to me?”
Simone waves my words off. “It doesn’t matter now. You should just take me to Abaddon.”
“I never said I don’t care that you escaped!
” I roar, making her stumble back, wide-eyed.
“I was going insane, flying over the river, wondering if I’ll find you impaled on a cliff.
It was hours before I caught your trail.
Do you know how many ways there are to die in Hell?
And even more ways to find yourself in a predicament where you would wish for death but be denied for the rest of eternity. ”
I hate the sight of tears in her expressive eyes. I hate the shadows that pass behind her gaze when I raise my voice, and I hate that she’s comparing me to someone from her past. Most of all, I hate that she’s making me feel things an archdemon has no business feeling.
My chest rises and falls with heaving breaths as we stare at each other in fraught silence. Finally, I can’t take not knowing anymore.
I close my eyes and speak, keeping my tone even this time. “Do you want to go back to our manor?”
“Yes,” Simone breathes, her voice barely above the whisper of the wind.
“Good.” I open my eyes and pull her closer, our bodies now pressed against each other.
She gasps, eyes popping wide, but I’m breathing in the scent of her arousal. She wants me, whether she’ll admit it out loud or not.
“You’re choosing me, Simone,” I say, my tone brooking no argument. I grind against her, making sure she feels how hard she’s making me. “Choosing us. Choosing this.”
When she nods, I lose all restraint. I crash my lips against hers, swallowing her shocked exhale.
I don’t think I’ve kissed anyone since before access to the human world was taken from us, but I’m as skillful as ever.
My tongue twines with hers as she trembles against me, her arms winding around my neck.
“I can’t wait anymore,” I growl against her lips, picking her up to lay her on the parched ground.
My fairy blinks at me, her mouth parted with surprise. “W-wait, what are you doing?”
“It’s clear to me you don’t understand how much I want you, Simone,” I say honestly as my body pins hers down.
It’s a good thing we’re solidly in my territory, and no one would dare approach us, because I’m beyond reason.
“I’ve given you too much leeway, and you’ve confused it with indifference. No more.”
I grind my cock against the apex of her thighs, hitting the right spot to make her back arch against me.
My hands clench into fists on each side of her head.
There’s a part of me that wants to rip her clothes off and bury myself inside her without preamble.
But I know that would be the wrong move considering the obvious shadows of her past, as well as counterproductive to everything I’ve achieved.
She turned back! She was going to come back to me. That is, of course, if she hadn’t gotten eaten on the way. Fuck, I can’t think about the danger she put herself in. It makes me want to punish her with my dick, keep fucking her until she’s overflowing with cum.
One of the many good sides of being the father of all succubi and incubi is my stamina.
I can orgasm as many times as I want, as often as I want, each ejaculation as powerful as the previous one.
I can think of no better way to prove to Simone that she belongs with me than making her delirious with ecstasy.
“Az, I…” She swallows hard, her gray eyes wild on her pale face. “I haven’t… It’s been…”
“Shh,” I whisper, pressing my lips against hers. “I know, little fairy. I’ll take good care of you. You know I will.”
After one last kiss, I pull back, looking down on her body, splayed underneath me like a virgin offering.
But I had plenty of those and can attest that having Simone at my mercy is infinitely more pleasing.
I don’t give her too much time to get lost in her head, climbing down her body, and pulling down her pants and underwear.
The soft skin of her pubic bone and inner thighs pebbles under my scrutiny, and I amuse myself by blowing gently on it. Her pussy is already glistening with arousal, the scent driving me mad with lust. Ironic as that’s normally my skillset.
I pull off her clothes, allowing me to spread her legs while exposing her pretty pink hole.
Simone whimpers, her eyes on my face, and I wonder if perhaps my mask of humanity slipped with my hunger.
No… If it had, she would be screaming and clawing to get away from me.
I must simply appear as ravenous for her as I feel.
Growling, I bring her cunt to my face like a feast—my favorite meal. I bury my face between her legs.
“Az!” Simone screams, arching against me.
“That’s right,” I say, my voice like gravel. “Let all of Hell hear you’re mine, little fairy.”
I wrap my lips around her throbbing clit, sucking and gently nibbling on it while she writhes against the hard-packed ground. Every now and then, I move to her hole, where her taste is strongest, plunging my tongue in for more.
It’s as I’m fucking her with my tongue, my fingers digging into the yielding flesh of her ass, that she comes the first time, her voice breaking on a desperate moan.
Her thighs try to close around my head as she trembles with waves of pleasure.
Each surge of ecstasy feeds me, but I’m far from satiated.
Simone is so delectable, I only want more.
“Good girl,” I breathe when I give her a moment of respite. “That was one.”
She tries to focus on me, her eyes hazy with lust. “One, what?”
I grin at her, ignoring my dick pulsing in my pants. “One of many, little fairy. By the time I’m done eating your pussy, you’ll be begging me to fuck you.”