This is just something that entered my brain and it wouldn't go away. It's a one shot for now, but I may be persuaded to continue. I hope you enjoy!
She was running. Running as fast as she could, the trees whipping passed her creating nothing but a blur in her peripherals. Her senses were on overdrive, marking every creature she passed, every root on the ground, every pebble on the river's shore, and especially every demonic creature chasing after her.
Her eyes flashed a pinkish red as she launched herself into the trees hopping from one branch to the other before she launched herself from a limb that was hanging over the edge of the rushing river, the demoness landing gracefully on the other side. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she shot off once more, too quick for mortal eyes to see, but not quick enough for the demons behind her.
How could she be so stupid; exploring the mortal lands right in the midst of mating season. A fool, that's what she was. While still difficult, she would have had a much easier time fending off the ravenous demons who were looking for a female to claim if she had stayed in Hell. There were more places to hide, protection spells were easier to cast, and while compassion wasn't something that existed in the flaming pits, there were other demons and demonesses that would help you hide. Hide and evade for as long as the season took over the minds and cocks of the dark creatures just looking for a female to impregnate and bear their offspring. And since females were so rare, it made mating season all the more dangerous.
She wasn't immune to the ravenous fire that consumed all of her kind during this time of the year. Females were just as voracious for the carnal acts of copulation as the males were. They just tended to have more self-control and more aspirations for their immortal lives than becoming a broodmare for the demons that hunted them.
Earth was too vast, too unknown, too unpredictable for her to be able to properly protect herself. She was open and vulnerable and had no connections to help her escape and hide here. What she wouldn't give to be back in the smoldering fires of Hell right now instead of running through a thick, dense forest on the countryside of a land the mortals who lived here called England.
She cast her senses out behind her and found that she was farther ahead of the hoard behind her than she thought she was. She smiled in relief as she continued her escape, thinking to herself that she may actually get away from this. All she needed was a cave. Just a dark abandoned cave and she could create a portal and descend into the pits. Maybe even search for her father while she was at it. While there was no love between demons and their offspring, especially if the offspring was female and deemed weak and useless, her father was slightly different.
Demons did not feel any of the heavenly emotions that the Creator passed onto the humans he made. Emotions like love, kindness, and compassion were foreign concepts to the creatures of Hell. Her father was not a creature of Hell though, and while he was never doting and loving to her or her siblings, she knew deep down that he cared. Her mother more so than her father, so even finding her would be a blessing.
She knew she was to mate one day, but when that day came it would not be forced upon her by a demon just looking to stick his cock in her and claim her as his like the group behind her was. The demon she was to give herself to would be chosen by her father. There would be introductions made, a courtship, and time for her father to determine if the demon was strong enough and worthy enough for his child.
A fool, that's what she was. She could have avoided this whole predicament if she had just waited out the season, if she had just suffered through the hunger that was burning in her throat, causing her canines to throb. She was too weak though. She thought she could quickly come to earth and devour a couple of souls, but it seemed the area she had chosen, London, was a hunting ground for demons. The city was crawling with corrupt human souls just waiting to be consumed and that seemed to be the perfect beacon for the creatures from Hell.
She had just finished up her third meal, when she felt it. Eyes watching her every move, and just when she felt they were about to strike, she bolted. Jumping from roof to roof, flying across the cobblestones, whipping around the buildings, and before she knew it, it wasn't just one demon that was after her. No. The further she ran, the more she trailed her scent, and the more she trailed her scent, the more demons started hunting her.
There had to be about a dozen of them, all different levels of creatures. From the weak low level, deformed monsters that she knew she could take out with one breath, to the more powerful first-class demons who may work directly under the Devil himself. The low-level creatures had only enough power to change into an animal here on earth. Gnarled, and ghastly, and bigger than the average creature. The higher-level demons though, from what she saw took the forms of human males as she did the human female.
Normally she would stand her ground and fight, but given the power she could feel radiating off of the couple of high class demons, she thought her chances would be better with escaping.
The black gown she had donned to blend in with the mortals suddenly caught on a branch as she flew by it, but that didn't stop her for one second. She gripped the gown where it fluttered around her knees and deftly pulled, causing it to tear away. She continued to run, not missing a beat as she tore away the part that was hanging off all the way around the gown, causing the black silk to fall around the middle of her thighs in tatters. All the better, she thought to herself, now that her legs weren't restricted by the heinous fabric.
Her heightened hearing suddenly picked up the sound of rippling water and up ahead she could see a small lake surround by high cliffs and towering trees. Knowing she wouldn't be able to outrun and escape them forever, she aimed for the lake and dived inside. Not even a ripple formed from her entry, the water as still as it was before she even touched it. Hoping the water would stave off her scent, the demoness swam to the bottom of the lake right next to the cliff, finding a small crevice to hide in.
She waited and waited, counting the seconds, her senses scanning the area around her waiting for the group of demons.
Her black dress and hair floated around her as her eyes scanned the murky water, catching sight of the aquatic life that lived underneath. At one point a water snake glided by and looked at her, but seeming to sense what she was, it continued on. Thankfully her lungs did not burn from lack of oxygen for she did not need to breathe like the mortals did, so there she sat and waited.
Finally, she felt it. The ripples of power and hunger that oozed off of the hoard finally came within range and she would have sucked in a breath if she wasn't submerged underneath a body of water. Her eyes were wide, looking up towards the surface just waiting to see if her plan proved wise or foolish. They ran and ran coming closer inch by painful inch, and just when she thought she was going to have to shoot from the water and fight to the death, the demonic group ran right passed her.
She paused and counted what could have been a thousand seconds just to be sure they didn't turn back and catch her when she came back to the surface.
Deeming it safe, the demoness pushed from the bottom of the lake, and pulled herself from the water. Sopping wet from head to toe, she scanned her surroundings, only sensing the pulse of life that was nature surrounding her.
She shot off in another direction away from where she felt the demons run and started her search for a way home.
She didn't know how long or how far she ran before she saw it. About a mile off through the trees and the shrubs of the bushes she saw a cave, so dark and so deep, she knew it would be perfect to create a portal in. A smile formed on her ruby red lips as she shot off in that direction.
Unfortunately, what she didn't see was the stone manor just on the other side of that cave she so desperately aimed to get to, nor did she sense the presence of the smirking butler so giddy at his discovery.
She stopped abruptly from her run, her booted feet trailing in the grass towards the cave. While parts of her body were still drenched from her swim, her run seemed to have dried her off a little. It was no matter, once she passed through the portal, the fires of hell would singe off her mortal clothes and body, leaving this whole experience as just a terrifying memory and a lesson learned.
She stood in front of the mouth of the cave, her eyes closed and her hands clasped together as she formed the spell between them that would take her home. So focused on the spell was she that she didn't sense the presence behind her.
"My, my, don't we look a bit worse for wear."
The demoness's eyes shot open and the spell fizzled out from between her hands. She whipped around so fast that before she knew it, the nails on her fingers had elongated, and her canines had sharpened into a deadly point.
The demon stood calmly as his eyes flitted over the form of the defensive and almost rabid looking female. Long black hair, glowing red eyes, pert nose, full ruby lips, all captured within a heart shaped face. His eyes trailed lower as he scanned the rest of her. She seemed to be wearing what would be considered a high-class lady's evening attire. The dress was of the finest silk, with sleeves that stopped at her elbows, small lace frills surrounding the hems. The sleeves trailed up and connected to a low-cut corset, the piece of clothing dipped low creating a square neckline. The sight of her generous bosom heaving in fear caused the butler to subtly lick his lips in desire. Buttons on the corset trailed down towards her core, transforming into the skirt of the dress which flowed around her thighs in tatters. Black stockings encased the creamy skin of her legs, which trailed into black knee-high riding boots. All in all, she was a vision, the demon thought to himself.
The past couple of mating seasons had been particularly rough on him. Normally he would try to sate himself with as many mortal women as he could find, but having a young master who was incredibly demanding for a 12-year-old left zero time to hunt. Not that the mortal women's bodies even did anything. It was a nice release, but it didn't quench the burn that raged within him that having a proper mate would. Unfortunately, though, while he was under his contract, that left him no opportunity to go into the depths of Hell to search for a potential mate. Demonesses were so rare that he was often left disappointed anyway. He'd been alive for multiple millennia, and it appeared that the only demonesses alive were either already mated or had yet to be born. What luck though that he would find one tonight; devastatingly beautiful and ripe for the taking.
His nostrils flared as he took in her scent and discovered that the female standing before him had not yet been claimed. There was no lingering essence of another male that would have permanently intertwined with hers had a male already taken her as his own. He was lucky indeed; she would do splendidly.
"Do we have a little kitten lost in the woods?" The butler asked sweetly, the cloak of shadows shrouding his frame clashing significantly with his velvety tone.
The demoness didn't like the look on demon's face. It was hungry, and cocky, and oh so sure that she would be easily taken.
"I'm not lost," She replied, shifting towards the mouth of the cave.
The demon's red eyes quickly marked her movement and she froze. She had to be careful. One wrong step, one slip of her defense and she would be down. She didn't know how old this demon was so she could only guess how she would fair in a fight against him, judging from his aura though, she could sense that he was powerful. His age would be the deciding factor of just how much more powerful than her he was.
Rather than attempt to apprehend him, she would try to avoid a fight all together and play it safe. Her main priority was to escape; in no way would she attack first. Being on the offensive against him would most likely prove to be unwise.
The demoness judged the distance between them. He had to be about 15 feet away, and the cave was about a yard behind her. She could attempt to forge the portal within one hand, but the destination would be completely random. Both hands would have been better because then she could have focused her energy on landing in a specific area, more accurately, the house of her father. If she landed somewhere random, there was no guarantee that this place would be safe or that she'd even be able to evade the demon anyway. He could just as easily jump in after her and hunt her down along with any other demonic creatures she ran into.
"Are you sure you aren't lost," the demon crooned. "There's no one around this area for miles, it's completely abandoned of humans, so why would a little demoness such as yourself be wandering around a place so devoid of human life?"
The demoness clenched her fist behind her back, feeling the pulse of her power come to life. She would need to keep him talking, keep him distracted while the portal built within her palm.
"I could ask you the same thing."
The demon gave her a patronizing smirk and tilted his head as he examined her, his hair falling into his eyes. "Cheeky one, aren't you. If you come with me, I could show you a place that provides the most delectable souls… that is if you wish…" The demon held out a gloved hand towards her, his eyes beckoning her to accept his hand and his offer.
It wasn't an offer she was going to take. If she set her hand in his, that would be the end. She would be trapped for eternity with no way of escape.
The demoness's eyes flicked down to his hand before returning to his russet colored eyes. "No, thank you. I'm full actually; just recently finished a meal." She said as she shifted from foot to foot, just barely inching back towards the cave.
"Are you sure? Then allow me to accompany you to wherever you're going. A lady such as yourself shouldn't be wandering alone in the dark all by her lonesome. You never know what manner of creature may be lurking about."
"Are you sure you aren't talking about yourself?" She spat, her eyes looking at him in barely contained disgust. "Because you're the only creature I see."
The demon donned a faux pained expression as he pressed his hand to his heart. "Oh, my lady, you wound me. And here I thought we were becoming such good friends."
She felt the power of the spell cusp in her hand. It was almost ready. Just a few more seconds and she would be free.
She shifted back towards the cave a little more. "I already have enough friends, I'm not looking for another."
"One can never have too many friends." The demon replied as he took a step towards her.
The demoness's eyes widened and her nostrils flared as she flinched backwards, tracking his every move, desperately trying to keep the gap between them from closing.
"As a matter of fact," the demon continued, a smirk upon his face, "friends have the honor of knowing each other's names."
Having had enough of his games, ready to dive into the abyss, the demoness quickly turned to throw the spell into the belly of the cave.
Turning her back on him… was her ultimate mistake.
Just as she raised her hand behind her head to throw the spell into the abyss, she suddenly found her wrist ensnared by the hand of the demonic butler, the spell fizzling out once more. He was fast; too fast. Without even realizing how it happened, he had spun them around locking both of her wrists behind her back with one hand, the other holding her jaw, tilting her neck back towards his shoulder.
"What is your name, my pet?" He breathed into her ear. The grip he had on her jaw was unbreakable as he buried his nose in her hair, deeply inhaling her scent.
She gasped in fear at the realization of what had just happened, her heart pounding as she struggled with all her might to tear her hands away from him. It was all for naught though as she could tell from the strength of his grip that she was barely causing a dent in his power.
"Let me go! Let me go!" The demoness shrieked into the dark as she attempted to kick at him behind her. She continued to struggle in spite of the creeping doubt in the back of her mind that told her this was something she couldn't escape from, nor would she ever.
The demon chuckled as he dodged her weak attempts at incapacitating him. She was smaller than him, the top of her head barely grazing his shoulders, so lifting her up against himself so that her toes barely grazed the ground was simple.
Her eyes widened and she nearly choked as her body was pressed to the entire length of his, the evidence of what he wanted from her digging firmly into her bottom. She breathed deeply through her nostrils, her eyelids squeezed shut as she felt him nibble lightly on her earlobe.
"I think you and I both know what's about to happen, so as much as I love games, I think it's time for us to get serious." The sweet tone of the demon's voice didn't match the harsh implication of his words at all. "So, my pet, would you please tell me your name?"
She stayed silent. Either out of anger of her own idiocy and the mistakes that led up to a situation she fought her damndest to avoid, or the fear of the demon behind her and what he was about to do, she didn't know.
The demon sighed in mild disappointment, his head leaning down to leave an open-mouthed kiss at the bend between her neck and shoulder, his eyes watching as her breasts heaved with every shuddering breath that she took. He could begin the mating process right now if he wanted, but he really wanted to know her name first.
"Come now, darling, do we really want to start our relationship out this way?"
She turned her head away from his as much as she could and he chuckled in amusement, his arm tightening around her waist.
"Very well then," the demon yielded. "It would appear that you know the intimate implications of knowing the name of your potential mate, so I guess I'll have to force it out of you."
Keeping his hold around her waist and his grip tight on her wrists, the demon kneeled down on the ground, forcing the female to follow and kneel in front of him. "I'll start the introductions. My name is-,"
"I don't care about your fucking name," the demoness interrupted with a growl. Bracing her knees on the earth below her, she attempted to throw her head back to slam into his face, but he was too quick, dodging to the right and clutching his arm around her chest to keep her immobile and pressed against him.
"Now, now, no need to be so rude." He said, his left cheek pressed up against hers, his breath wafting against her skin. "We're only just getting to know each other." He reached his hand up and seductively pulled his glove from his hand with his teeth, freeing the appendage from the cloth.
The demoness stiffened as she caught site of the black nails that all demonic creatures sported when in human form, and a purple Faustian contract seal on the back of his hand. Through the sea of fear and anger that clouded her mind, a small part of her felt curious over the contract that he was under.
So, the demon had a master. Interesting.
All her curiosity fizzled away the moment the demon trailed the pads of his fingers over the swell of her breasts.
"Your skin is so soft," he sighed, watching the path his fingers made. As his fingers traced patterns over her skin, he leaned in and attached his mouth to her jaw, just below her ear.
Her body went ridged as he sucked, nibbled, and licked over that point, her body going taught from the effect it was making. So distracted from the attention the demon was giving her neck, the demoness didn't even notice his hand move down to pop open the top two buttons of her corset, giving her no warning before he plunged his hand into her top, kneading her breast with his hand.
She gasped in surprise, her head falling back onto his shoulder as his large hand palmed at her breast, cupping the weight in his hand, rolling and pinching her nipple between his finger; and then she felt it. The near subtle pulse that went straight to her core. Though her mind was screaming that she didn't want this, her body was starting to give entirely different signals as she felt a pool of warmth beginning to form in her undergarments.
She'd never been touched like this before. The idea of a virgin demon was something laughable, but once you're taken, you belong to the creature who took you forever, so sex is something that the female creatures of Hell try to avoid as long as they possibly can.
The demon chuckled as he watched her, knowing he was going to enjoy making her succumb to him. "Before we go any further, I think it's time you knew my name," he said, his voice causing a shudder to rack through her body. His hand left her breast to trail down her stomach, aiming for a place that no one had ever touched. The throbbing in her center grew stronger and her back arched of its own volition, her body taking over, desperately attempting to receive what it has craved for over a thousand years.
She jerked a bit as he nudged her legs open with his knee, spreading her thighs apart to better gain access to the treasure between her legs. His fingers trailed over the top of her thigh, before dipping through the pieces of her ripped skirt.
She barely had time to take a breath before he dipped his head down to whisper in her ear, "My name is Asmodeus," and then he slipped his hand between her legs.
The demon grinned as the female released a shuddering sigh into the night air. He wasn't even touching her skin and she was falling apart. "So responsive, you are," Asmodeus told her, his voice sounding as if he was paying her a compliment for soaking her knickers. His finger circled over her nub just over the black lace of her panties and he felt his cock twitch against his leg as he felt how wet she had already become even though he had just barely started touching her.
"Oh, I think you were made for me, my pet," his lilting voice groaned into her ear, his breath caressing her skin.
His finger continued its slow motion around her clit, and she writhed against his body, barely contained sobs escaping from her mouth as he continued to stroke her center. She felt him lick a path along her jaw from her ear towards her chin and she turned her head, eyes half lidded and heavy with desire as her orbs caught his.
The demoness's eyes drooped down, not knowing if she wanted him to kiss her or not, but before she thought he was going to press his lips to hers, his hand slipped inside her underwear and his fingers were gliding through her wet folds.
She threw her head back against his shoulder and released a shaking scream into the air as she felt his bare hand touch her fully and freely. His nail scraped over her clit before circling the pad of his finger over it causing a multitude of pleasurable sensations to singe through her veins ending at the cavern of her pussy as a new gush of fluids soaked her center even more.
"Be mine, my pet," His heady voice groaned into her ear. "Submit yourself to me and I vow that I will bring you pleasure like you have never known before. Every time you give yourself to me, I promise that I will take your body to heights that you never even dreamed it could reach."
His fingers massaged through her folds, following the path down from where her clit was, and without warning, he plunged one long digit inside of her.
"Ohhh fuck," the demoness cried, her throat tight as a sob wracked through her body. Her breaths were coming in harsh pants as her hips rocked against his finger, feeling the slender digit slide in and out and in and out in a pattern that she hoped would never end, his thumb continuing the onslaught on her throbbing nub. The demoness's hands twisted and turned, clawing at air, desperately trying to break free from the demons hold, but she didn't know if it was to push him away or pull him in.
Without warning, Asmodeus added a second finger along with the first causing her tight hole to widen even more to accommodate his long digits.
She gasped into the air, her moans so loud she thought it was all coming from her, but through the haze of her pleasure she heard another voice singing along with her own.
The demon had never felt this way before. Normally basic things like sex never had any effect on him, his mind always clear and his goal always in sight, but at this moment all he could think about was how desperately he wanted to bury his cock inside her. The demoness started a rocking motion against his fingers and he groaned in approval as he felt her walls squeeze around his digits. His hips started rocking against hers, looking to relieve the pressure he felt throughout his length.
"Tell me your name, my darling, and I'll make you feel a pleasure like you've never known," he groaned into her ear, "I just need your name."
She rode his fingers, her hips undulating with every move of his hand, a pressure beginning to form in her lower belly.
She could feel it; the release that she heard about, that feeling that every mortal craved that they broke nearly every rule set by the Creator just to feel those few moments of pleasure. She didn't think it would feel this way, this good, this amazing. She chased after that pressure, panting and writhing against the demon behind her, and just before she felt herself break, Asmodeus pulled his fingers from her core.
She jerked forward, her eyes wide as that glorious peak vanished from sight, leaving her pussy wet, throbbing, and completely unsatisfied. Her body was bent forward, head drooped towards the ground, her hair cascading around her face hiding her from view. Her eyes were wide as she stared at the ground, panting in disbelief at what he did, or rather didn't do. Her thighs were shaking and she could feel the slickness of her juices running down her skin, mixing with the grass beneath her knees.
Asmodeus stared at his fingers, watching in fascination as her nectar stuck to his digits. "Your name, my pet. All I require is a name." He looked down at her bent form, his nostrils flaring at her arousal, his other hand tightening its grip on her wrists against her back. He closed his eyes and stuck his fingers into his mouth, his tongue swirling around them. His eyes flashed red and he moaned at the taste of her, his pupils contracting in delight.
The demoness was so confused. Her entire life she fought against mating, did everything in her power to keep it from happening, knowing that once it did, her life wouldn't belong to her anymore, but at this moment in time, she didn't care. She wanted this demon. She wanted the pleasure he could give her, the feelings he would invoke in her, the satisfaction he would instill within her body. Asmodeus promised her he would. Every time they came together, every time their bodies joined as one, he promised that he would take her to heights she could never imagine.
She whispered something, so quietly that it was lost in the wind. Asmodeus cocked an eyebrow at her bent form, "I'm sorry, my dear. What was that?"
"Ser-ine," she mumbled again, albeit a bit louder.
Asmodeus grinned down at her, knowing he had her, "One more time, little one, I didn't quite hear you."
"SERAPHINE!" She screamed, sobs wracking her body as she struggled in his hold, falling back into the hard form of his body as she writhed against him, angling her hips against his in search of some sort of friction. "My name is Seraphine, so please! Just… please!" She cried.
Asmodeus grinned a truly demonic grin, his eyes glowing a pinkish red and the night around them turning darker as the sound of her name escaped from his lips. "Seraphine. What a truly beautiful name." He uttered gently as he pressed on her back, pushing her forward and making her bend until her cheek was pressed into the grass, leaving her pert behind open to his perusal.
He released her hands from his grip, knowing that all thoughts of escape had been abandoned from her mind, the demoness completely at his mercy. He growled in satisfaction at seeing her like this. Bent over, legs spread wide, thighs quivering in anticipation of what he was about to give her.
Almost like unwrapping a present, Asmodeus lifted her ripped and tattered skirt to lay across her lower back, gazing in want at what was about to belong to him.
Her juices continued to flow down her thighs, seeping through thin scrap of black lace that was her underwear. Grabbing an edge of the lace, the demon gave a small tug and ripped it away baring her most intimate place to his gaze.
A near primitive growl sounded in his throat as he saw the lips of her pussy thoroughly wet and gleaming, and her swollen clit just begging for his touch. She clutched at the grass by her head with both hands, nearly panting into the night and shifted on her knees, just enticing him to take what he wanted.
He removed his other glove with his teeth as he freed his cock from his trousers, wanting to feel her skin with his bare hands. His cock was stiff and swollen, almost aching as it stood at attention, the head coming just beneath his belly button. He groaned has he took himself in hand, stroking up and down his long shaft, feeling the veins pulse as he pleasured himself. He started leaking from his tip, grinning at the thought that his cock was weeping at the sight of his mate's pussy.
Seraphine buried her head in the grass in frustration, not knowing what was taking the demon so long. The heat in between her legs was near painful and she needed something, anything to release the tension. Almost of its own accord, her hand trailed downwards towards her aching center. She pressed into the small nub in the apex of her thighs, almost sighing in relief as she circled it with her fingers, but before she could build her pleasure, a larger hand caught her own, bringing it out from beneath her and pinning it back on the ground by her head.
"Ah, ah, ah, my pet. That's my job," the demon playfully scolded her.
Seraphine let out a careening whine and pressed her face into the grass, angling her hips even more, just begging Asmodeus to touch her.
The demon just smiled at her eagerness and leaned forward, rubbing his tip up and down her wet folds, coating his cock in her juices. Seraphine jerked in surprise, gasping as she clutched at the ground. He pressed his tip into her clit, circling the head of his cock into her nub causing the demoness to let out a loud moan of approval, her eyes closed as she waited for him to take her.
Not wanting to wait any longer, almost holding his breath at the moment he had been waiting upon for nearly 6 millennia, Asmodeus lined himself up at her entrance, and pushed the head of his cock into her.
Seraphine gasped at the same time Asmodeus let out a long groan. She was tight; gloriously tight and sinfully wet, her walls not sure of whether to push him out or pull him in. Inch by painful inch, the pleasure taking over his senses, the demon pushed himself into his mate, nearly panting with the effort of holding back. He could have easily rammed himself into her, taking what was his without abandon, but he wouldn't do that. He was a demon, not a savage. She was completely tense beneath him. He saw that her eyes were squeezed shut and she was ripping blades of grass from the earth with her fingers. He paused as he came upon the barrier within her, the piece of proof that none had ever touched her, and after tonight, no one else ever would. Not wanting to prolong her pain, Asmodeus flicked his hips and broke the barrier, sliding inside her the rest of the way.
Seraphine's eyes flew open as she felt something tear within her core, a flash of pain disappearing as quickly as it appeared as the feeling of being completely filled took over her mind and body. Her eyes glowed a pinkish red as she reveled in this feeling. She felt whole, like the missing piece inside of her had finally found its way home. Unbeknownst to her, the demon above her was feeling exactly the same way. Neither would ever admit it to each other though.
Asmodeus nearly groaned as he leaned over Seraphine, his mate, buried to the hilt within her. He placed both palms on the ground beside her head, the strong length of his body perfectly fusing against her back. He dropped down even lower onto his elbows making them both sink closer to the earth's floor, his body completely enveloping hers. The angle made him to slide in even deeper if that was even possible, which caused duel sounds of pleasure to escape from their lips.
The demon brushed aside the curls that were scattered over her right cheek, leaning down to place an open-mouthed kiss on the unblemished skin. "I think you and I were made for one another," he whispered into her ear, his words branding themselves into her skin.
"Asmodeus," Seraphine gasped, her hand reaching up to clutch at his wrist near her head.
"Yes, my pet?"
The demoness shifted her hips, gasping in pleasure as the ridges of his cock rubbed against her sensitive walls. "Please move."
The demon's eyes glowed a pinkish red. "As you wish."
His movements started out slow and controlled just wanting to feel the sensation of moving within her. She felt like burning silk against his skin, so hot and soft, he groaned into her shoulder, quickening his pace.
Seraphine let out ragged breaths every time he pushed back into her, his length penetrating to depths she didn't even know existed.
She squeezed her eyes shut tight and tightened her hold around his wrists, biting her lip to keep herself from moaning out into the night.
Noticing this, the demon cocked his head down at her, grinning at how modest she was. "Come now, my darling, don't hold back." He gave a particularly sharp thrust with his hips, causing a small whimper to break free through her lips. He licked around the shell of her ear, "I want the whole world to know you're mine."
Seraphine let out a loud gasp, crying into the air as she felt the fingers of his right-hand reach down around her hip and rub against her aching nub. The pit of her stomach tightened even more causing a huge rush of fluids to coat his length inside of her. Asmodeus released a loud groan as he felt her walls give a particularly tight squeeze around his cock, causing his balls to tighten.
He knew he was close, he could feel it, but he wouldn't allow his release to come without satisfying her first. What kind of mate would he be if he couldn't bring his demoness to complete ecstasy.
Seraphine couldn't take it anymore. The dual feeling of feeling his cock massaging her inner walls, striking her womb with every thrust, and his fingers circling the pearl between her legs was almost too much to handle. She arched her back beneath him, leaning up on her elbows, her head leaning back and pressing into his shoulder. His fingers were working furiously on her clit and she whined as she felt those digits slip through her folds.
Asmodeus felt her walls quicken around him, knowing she was about to come, just needing one last push over the edge.
"Come on, my pet," he breathed into her ear, his huffing breath causing goosebumps to appear on her skin. "Let go for me."
With one last motion of his fingers, and one particularly angled snap of his hips, the demoness let out a piercing scream as she felt the tether completely snap sending her spiraling into wave after wave of pleasure. The earth seemed to shudder, and forest went still as the demoness cried into the night.
Asmodeus gave a shuddering moan as he felt her juices burst from her depths, coating his cock in more of her nectar, the liquid falling out and dripping to the ground beneath where they were joined. His thrusts continued, severe and unrelenting, and just as he was about to let himself go, falling with her into the depths of ecstasy, his eyes flashed open in the realization that they were not alone.
He stilled within her, his body going rigid and his senses casting out to the area surrounding them. He couldn't see them, but he knew they were there. Nearly a dozen or so demons, surrounding the small clearing they were in, their demonic aura sending waves of anger towards his person.
Chuckling darkly, his red gaze on the shuddering female beneath him Asmodeus addressed the invisible audience. "Come to watch the show?" He asked. "I'm sorry to say that you're quite a bit late, you see, we're just about done."
A series of animalistic snarls tore through the air, rumbling through the clearing, but the creatures made no move towards the two figures tightly wrapped around each other. Asmodeus knew they wouldn't do anything. To try would result in their deaths. She already belonged to him; he claimed her, he was buried deep within her, he brought her to release, now all was left to do was mark her and she would be wholly his. They could try to fight him for her but given the centuries of power that was radiating from his body, he was aware that they knew what the result of their actions would be. Maybe if they were fighting him in any other situation, the more higher-level demons that he could feel would be a match for him, but given the circumstance of a mate being involved, that just brought in a whole new wave of power, the primal part of his being screaming at him to protect what was his.
He looked down at his mate, watching as she breathed heavily, still coming down from the high of her release. He knew she was aware of the potential threat around them, but either a part of her didn't care given the mind-numbing state she was in, or a part of her knew she was completely safe in his presence, knowing that he would allow nothing and no one to dare touch her.
Seraphine's eyes were half lidded with her hands gently curled beside her head, her left cheek pressed into the grass. She felt them. She felt all of them. The hoard of demons that had been chasing her earlier had finally found her, probably alerted to her location by the piercing scream that erupted from her earlier. She didn't care though. She felt so warm and so sated, her small body surrounded by the strong form of the demon above her. She knew she was safe. Demons were territorial bastards in that way that they wouldn't allow anything to happen to what belonged to them, and she was wholly his now.
She heard Asmodeus speaking above her, addressing the creatures around them, but she wasn't absorbing the words coming from his mouth. She was so out of it, a part of her just wanted to curl into a ball and fall into a deep slumber. It seemed her demon had other plans for her though. Before she knew it, Asmodeus' arm was curled around her waist and he was lifting her against him, the two of them kneeling in the grass, her back pressed against his chest and his cock still hard within her.
"I hope you all understand that any chance you had is completely gone now and there's no need for you to stay. If you'd like to watch the rest of the show though… then by all means." The demons arm curled around her waist just beneath her breasts, bracing her against him. Despite the two undone buttons at the top of her corset, her breasts were still completely covered. No need to give the other demons a full show, Asmodeus thought to himself.
Not wanting to hold off any longer, his cock still throbbing within the demoness, he started moving within her. Still soaked from her orgasm, he slid easily in and out her hole, her walls contracting around him at the movement. Her head fell against his shoulder as she let out a languid moan, clutching at his arm wrapped around her with her left hand, her nails digging into his forearm. She brought her other hand up to wrap around the back of his neck, needing something to hold onto, to brace herself against his unrelenting thrusts.
He quickened his pace, feeling the burning need build up within him once more, his balls tightening in suspension of his impending release within her, the most carnal and basic animal instincts within him screaming at him to fill her with his seed and mark her as his own. The sloshing sounds of their coupling and the smack of his hips against her pert bottom sounded throughout the forest.
He could feel the hoard of demon's anger at him, the envy oozing from their bodies. His eyes glowed red and his canines elongated as he studied the spot on his mate's shoulder hiding just underneath the material of her dress. That's where he would mark her. Still moving within her, her panting breath filling his ears and goading him on, Asmodeus reached up and ripped the material down, tearing away the part that was covering her shoulders and back. He leaned down and licked at her skin, his moans mixing with hers and creating a cacophony of sound within the forest, something like a symphony for the audience around them.
He quickened his pace, feeling the pressure build within him. Reaching down, he slipped the hand that was around her waist through the pieces of her dress to reach her mound that was hidden behind it. His fingers pinched and pulled at her nub, overstimulating her senses and causing the dam within her to burst once more. Her satisfied scream spurred on his own release and he surrendered completely to the feeling. Swiftly moving, he aimed straight for that spot on her neck, biting into her and marking her as his. At the same moment, he felt his cock stiffen, his seed shooting from the tip and filling her womb. Her walls squeezed around his length suddenly causing his balls to tighten and release even more than he thought he had to give.
Seraphine panted in exhaustion and felt the vibration of his satisfied moan reverberate throughout her body, his mouth still wrapped around her skin, teeth buried in her shoulder. His hair tickled the skin of her shoulder, and her hand tightened around his neck, fingers playing in the strands at his nape of his neck, almost holding him to her. She felt his semen shoot within her, filling her up, making her feel full and satisfied. He filled her up so much she felt the excess fluid start to leak out around his length, falling from her pussy to splatter on the grass.
She was breathing so heavily, it was almost hard to take in air. She felt Asmodeus release his teeth from her shoulder, but the blood he had drawn did not simply trail down her body in small rivulets.
Asmodeus watched as her blood moved of its own accord, drawing out the symbol of his demonic seal all on its own. Once it was finished the blood solidified and melted into her skin, a flashing purple light bursting forth from it before it faded away, leaving something like a black tattoo on the back of her right shoulder.
Satisfied that she was now officially his, Asmodeus leaned down to place an open-mouthed kiss on his mark, his lips making a path up her neck, holding her tightly to him. He chuckled as her head lolled against his own, the stark black of their hair mixing together.
"All right, shows over." Asmodeus called out to the group of demons. His eyes watched carefully, his vision shooting out around the forest to make sure they all left. "You lost your chance, so no need to stick around anymore." One by one they all slunk away into the darkness, angry and disappointed at their loss. For a split second, the butler could have sworn he saw a flash of golden eyes behind a pair of spectacles before the figure flittered away.
Once he was sure they were alone, the demon slid himself from her body, feeling her walls quiver around him almost like they were trying to keep him inside. She let out a small cry as he pulled his cock from her, her body collapsing to the ground. She managed to catch herself on her arms though, not wanting to seem like a complete invalid.
"My apologies," the demon chuckled, slipping himself back into his trousers, and fixing his attire. "I forgot how voracious I can be when it comes to the act of coitus." He looked down at her, as he pulled his discarded gloves back onto his hands, the twin mark on his hand that was now on her back disappearing underneath the material.
Not quite knowing what to do with herself, Seraphine averted her eyes, studying the forest around her. She wasn't really looking at anything, she just didn't want to look at the demon in front of her. She shifted her legs a bit, feeling the stickiness of their mixed fluids leaking from her mound and covering her thighs. She looked down and studied her now ruined clothes.
The bottom was a complete disaster from her earlier run, her stockings had grass stains on the knees, and she could see her panties discarded and torn to shreds on the grass a couple feet away. Her top half was no better. Thankfully Asmodeus had only unbuttoned the top two buttons of her corset earlier, so while she was showing an ample amount of cleavage, it wasn't enough to flash the hoard of demons while he was taking her from behind. The material covering her right shoulder was completely torn away, hanging down her back, her right sleeve still wrapped around her arm. She turned her head around and reached her hand behind her to feel at the mark that now adorned her skin. A small tingling sensation surrounded the mark as she traced it.
"Does it hurt?"
Seraphine looked up to see her mate gazing down at her, a flash of what looked to be concern go through his eyes. It quickly disappeared though so she couldn't be sure.
"No, it's fine." She replied. Not wanting to be on the ground anymore, she attempted to stand to her feet, but quickly realized her legs were not going to cooperate. She fell forward and would have landed on her face had Asmodeus not caught her. She held onto his forearms and felt her cheeks flush in embarrassment as she heard him chuckle.
"I do apologize, my lady. I didn't mean to be so rough with you."
"Yes you did," she shot back, giving him a look that said, don't you dare lie to me.
He smiled back at her, his eyes closed in something like delight, the grin on his lips anything but sweet, "Yes, I did."
Still kneeling on the ground, both of them facing the other, Seraphine's eyes focused on her mate's attire. Despite what they had just did, his clothes seemed to be in perfect condition, a sad contrast given her own clothing situation. Underneath his coat which he had unbuttoned to better access his trousers earlier, he was wearing a white dress shirt with a black vest over it and a black tie around his neck tied in a perfect knot.
Her gaze slid to a point just above his chest and before the demon could react, the demoness had clawed through both vest and shirt, tearing them away from his skin. Her hand wrapped around the back of his neck and his eyes widened in surprise as she lurched forward and latched her teeth into his skin just above his pectoral, right over where his heart was.
Asmodeus looked down in shock as the demoness marked him as her own, not expecting her to move so quickly, or even mark him in general. Though she did already belong to him, he thought he was going to have to fight and coerce her to mark him as hers. She didn't have to mark him really, but it was nice to know that you both belonged to the other.
Releasing her canines from his skin, she licked at the blood on her lips as she watched the red liquid move around of its own accord and draw out the pattern of her own seal. Flashing purple before fading to black.
She smoothed her thumb over the mark in satisfaction, smiling up at his shocked face. "There we go. Now we're even."
Asmodeus looked at her in shock before shaking himself from his stupor, giving her an amused look. "I feel like this is going to be the start of a very interesting relationship."
"I don't think you really thought this whole thing through when you caught me," the demoness replied in a condescending tone. "You have no idea what you're in for."
"Oh, I have no doubt," he returned playfully, not letting her words get to him. "Now, we better get going, my master is due to wake up soon."
Standing from the ground, the demon reached down and took his mate into his arms, knowing that she wouldn't be able to walk anytime soon. That thought had him smirking to himself.
"I know what you're thinking and you better wipe that smirk off of your face," Seraphine growled at him, while wrapping her arms around his neck. "It's not going to happen again."
The demon started his trek down to the stone manor, chuckling at her confidence. "We shall see, my pet."
The demoness rolled her eyes in return giving him an almost disgusted look at his cockiness. She looked at his attire again before what he said before went through her head. "So, you have a master? You're in the middle of a contract right now?"
"Yes, I am," he replied, smoothly stepping over roots, easily navigating his way into the darkness. The sun hadn't yet broken over the horizon but given the thick density of the forest's branches and leaves, it was impossible for any light to break through the thicket. A normal human would be stumbling around, completely lost in the dark. Thankfully Asmodeus wasn't normal, or human.
"Is that where we're heading? To the house of your master?"
"It is."
"Am I to live with you there? Are you sure I shouldn't go back home so as not to be in your way?"
"I want to keep you with me for the time being." Asmodeus told her, his eyes tracking the path ahead of him. "I've no desire to be separated from you."
Seraphine went quiet at that, silently studying the demon holding her. She was a bit surprised with the way he was acting. He was much more considerate than what she thought a mate was supposed to be.
He was very handsome, she thought to herself. Raven black hair falling messily into his face, piercing russet eyes, smooth pale skin, and though she had yet to see his body completely unclothed (the only part of his skin visible being the area of clothing that she had slashed away to get to his chest), she knew he was strong. She felt that strength as he roughly took her, and she could feel it now as he held her gently in his arms.
"Besides, I think you would be a nice addition to my master's household," Asmodeus continued.
"So, your master will be ok with my being there?"
Seraphine watched the demon smirk at something secret that she had yet to understand, probably about this master of his. "Oh, you have no idea."
The demoness looked at him expectantly. "Well? Who are you contracted to? What for? For how long?"
"You ask a lot of questions," Asmodeus said to her, not yet annoyed, but he felt like he could start feeling that way at any moment.
"Yeah, well, I told you, you didn't know what you were getting into when you caught me." She returned. Realizing he wasn't going to elaborate on anything after a few moments of silence, Seraphine slumped into his arms with a huff, her head falling back leaving her raven black hair to fall like a waterfall towards the forest floor.
Asmodeus looked down at her, silently chuckling at her theatrics. His eyes traced over the skin of her neck and her exposed chest, russet orbs lingering on the slip of cleavage just teasing him to lean down and taste the sliver of skin between her mounds.
Yes, he had a feeling she might be a bit of a handful, but her beauty certainly made up for her inquisitive and annoyingly confident nature. Which now that he thought about it, he didn't think was a very bad thing. Most demons wanted a demure and quiet mate, someone there to look pretty and open their legs for them whenever they pleased. Not Asmodeus though. No, he wanted someone to challenge him, someone to talk to, someone to share life with and revel in all the sins the human world had to offer.
Feeling her legs kick in the air to the beat of his steps, Asmodeus felt pleased at his lot.
His mate leaned up once more, looking off towards where he was walking. "Can I at least know your name?" She asked.
"Hm?" Asmodeus hummed in confusion.
Seraphine looked up at him, her red gaze crossing with his own. "The name your master gave you. All contracted demons go by another alias, not wanting the humans to know their true name. So what's yours?"
They broke through the trees, finally making it to the edge of the forest. The demoness looked over at the large stone manor with its neatly trimmed grounds and its perfectly hedged gardens. It wasn't the most impressive manor she had seen in her life. She had once eaten the soul of a Spanish prince in a beautiful castle set on the coast of Spain overlooking the Atlantic Sea. Despite its modesty, this manor was a lovely little thing no less, the demoness could admit.
She turned her gaze once more on the demon holding her, studying him as he studied the house that he served in, his mind on lost on another matter she did not know. "Your name?" She asked once more.
"Sebastian Michaelis."
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