Chapter 7
Chloe's heart skipped a beat at his words and there was a tingle down her spine when he said her name. Don't get your hopes up. She kept telling herself in the hopes that it would eventually sink in. She hadn't expected Lucifer to be a cuddler. But then, she really didn't know all that much about him. She would have to change that, starting now. Chloe moved her hand around Lucifer's waist to lay her hand on his back, when he grabbed her hand and held it to his chest. She blinked, and then remembered his scars. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."
"Don't think on it darling." He kissed her forehead, sat up and leant over to pull up the covers. That's when she saw them again. Two very large, ragged scars running down his back. Chloe's eyes began to tear at the thought of him in so much pain. They were so big it's a wonder he actually survived the mutilation.
He looked back at her, noting her watery eyes. "No, don't cry love. It's alright." He pulled up the covers, leaned back against the pillows and hugged her into his side, her head on his chest.
"Was it awful?" Chloe placed a hand over his heart. If she ever got the chance, she would hunt down his father, rip him a new one and lock him up for the rest of his life.
He went quiet before finally answering. "It needed to be done." She looked up at him cautiously, his gaze was far away, lost in memories. Chloe chose to move on. Lucifer obviously didn't want to talk about it, and she had to respect that.
She moved her hand off his chest and onto his cheek, directing his head to hers, and kissed him. It wasn't a hot, passionate kiss like their previous ones. This kiss was soft and gentle. The kind that could bring comfort and could heal old wounds.
Lucifer leaned into her kiss, winding his arms around her tightly and pushing her back onto the bed. Chloe, now mindful of his back, slid her hands around his neck, one hand gripping his hair. She cradled him between her legs and deepened their kiss, urging him to take them further. Lucifer groaned and in one swift move, sat up, resting Chloe on his lap. She lifted herself up and then lowered down onto his already hard cock, taking all of him into her. She sighed and he moaned at the feeling of their joining. Chloe began to slowly move, rising and falling, just enough to create the desired friction. Lucifer's breathing was uneven as he kept eye contact with her. She could tell he wanted her to speed up, but he let her dictate this time. Rise and fall, rise and fall. Chloe felt his cock begin to thicken inside her, and she felt giddy with power. She pushed him back onto the bed and rode him faster, enjoying the new angle and the chance to top him. Chloe started to feel herself building to her climax. She kept up the pace, grinding her clit against Lucifer's pelvis on the down stroke. She was climbing higher and higher.
"That's it Chloe. Come with me." Lucifer growled at her, gripping her hips with his hands.
At his words she shattered. Her mind exploding into a thousand pieces, seeing stars in front of her eyes. Lucifer came with her, and pulled her down to him. She lay there with her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat race, trying to calm her breathing. Lucifer was running the fingertips of one hand up and down her back.
"I never expected you to be a cuddler." She murmured.
"Mmm… I'm not… usually." He sounded a bit surprised.