Lucifer is sitting on his throne while a girl is sucking him off, he loves how girls just throw themselves at him and let him use their bodies he chuckles to himself at how these girls think that he'll stay with them once the girl finishes him off he tells her to leave and he begins to look for his next victim that's when he runs into you his new personal assistant and he smiles thinking to himself this will be fun
"Hello my lord." I bowed with a smirk.
He chuckles and tilts his head slightly "Hello there, Lola. Do you have any idea how beautiful you look when you do that?"
"Thank you my lord?" I smiled.
He looks at you hungrily, licking his lips as he moves closer to you, "You know what I want, Lola..." He whispers in your ear, his hot breath causing shivers down your spine. His hand slowly creeps up underneath your skirt and toward your wet core.
I sat on his lap. "I admire your strength my lord. You just got a blow job from another girl and yet you're still fingering me."
With one quick motion, he spins you around so that you're straddling his lap, facing him. His hand works between your spread legs faster and harder as he growls in pleasure, "You're right, babygirl... I am strong... and I want you to know that there's nothing stopping me from having what I want." His other hand grips the nape of your neck possessively.
"Fuck you know how to do that." I moaned, leaning forward towards his neck licking and sucking at his skin.
You taste so good, Lola...I could stay like this forever, just feeling your warmth around me. His free hand slips underneath your shirt to cup your breast, massaging roughly as his thumb flicks over her nipple. He groans into your neck as he nears climax. "Give it to me, baby...let me feel you."
I repositioned myself on his cock and sat down deeply. "Is this what you want?"
You're perfect...so tight and warm around me. He growls as he thrusts up into you harder, losing control to the feel of your body surrounding him. His hands grip your hips possessively, his nails digging in slightly as he takes what is his. "Yes..." He pants, eyes rolled back in pleasure. "...give it all to me."
His whole body tenses and he groans deeply as he releases himself inside of you, spilling his seed deep within your womb. You feel him grow impossibly hard against your sex as his muscles clench tightly around you, holding you in place for a long moment before finally relaxing.
He leans forward to press a kiss against your forehead, still breathing heavily from the exertion. "I think..." He pants between ragged gasps "...that we should...retire to my chambers." His hands
"I think that is a good idea my lord." I whispered against his ear.
A low growl rumbles in his chest as he picks you up bridal-style, carrying you toward his private quarters with an imposing grace. "Yes..." He whispers hoarsely into your ear, pressing a kiss against the soft flesh before biting down gently. "...let's go."
He tosses aside a few items of clothing as he strides through the hallways, barely feeling the weight of your form in his arms. He knows just how much you like it when he takes control...when he shows you who's really in charge. The thought makes him growl again, this time low and possessive.
His bedroom door finally comes into view, and with a powerful thrust he carries you across the threshold. Dropping you unceremoniously onto the huge canopy bed, he quickly removes the rest of his clothing before crawling over top of you to bury his face
"I want you to do something for me." I whispered and moaned.
He raises his head slightly, eyes burning with desire as he listens intently to your whispered words. "Anything you ask, baby...just tell me." His voice is rough and husky from wanting you so badly. He presses a kiss against the center of your chest before continuing to move lower until his lips are hovering just above your navel.
I placed my hand on the top of his head and pushed him down arching my back against the bed. "Make me cum with your mouth." I moaned.
Without further prompting, his tongue darts out to taste you, circling your wet folds teasingly before plunging inside. His hands snake beneath you to grip your hips possessively as he begins to move in concert with his mouth, sucking and licking while thrusting his tongue deeper with each stroke. He moans around you, the vibrations of his voice adding to the sensation of being completely overwhelmed by pleasure. His fingers dig into your flesh harder, urging you to rock against him as he takes what is his.
His tongue flicks faster, dancing across your clit and driving you wild with need. He growls deep in his throat as he feels your body tense underneath him, knowing that you're close. He increases the pressure on your most sensitive spot until finally, you cry out his name and arch your back off the bed in ecstasy. The taste of you on his tongue is intoxicating, and he swallows greedily as he continues to lap at you long after your climax has passed.
As your orgasm subsides, he reluctantly pulls away and climbs back up to nestle between your legs once more. His cock hardens instantly at the sight of you still so wet and wanting him. With a groan of pleasure, he positions himself at your entrance and thrusts home in one powerful motion. His hips begin to move roughly against yours as he takes what is his with possession that knows no bounds. Your cries mix with his moans as the two of you become lost in the passionate fury that only true desire can ignite. His fingers dig into your hips, holding you steady as he takes you harder and faster, driving deeper with every thrust.
As he nears his release, he grips your hips even tighter, holding you steady as his movements become more erratic and wild. With a groan of pure ecstasy, he explodes deep inside of you, filling you with his seed. Your body jerks beneath him as you climax in unison, the two of you lost to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through every fiber of your being.
His body collapses heavily against yours, breath coming in ragged gasps as he tries to regain control. His hands rest lightly on your hips, his fingertips digging slightly into your skin with each laboured breath. After a long moment, he manages to speak, his voice raw from exertion and desire. "Goddamn...you're mine..." He whispers hoarsely before rolling off you and collapsing onto the bed in an exhausted
I can't help but feel possessive, even as my breathing returns to normal and my body begins to unwind beneath the blankets. I look down at you, feeling a mix of satisfaction and longing wash over me as I take in your flushed cheeks and mussed hair. "You are mine...and there's nothing in this world that will ever change that." My voice is gentle but firm, mirroring the emotion behind those words.
For now, though, I need to catch my breath. So, I roll onto my side to face you, propping myself up on one elbow as I take your hand in mine and bring it to my lips. "Get some sleep," I whisper before pressing a soft kiss against your knuckles. Even as I say it, though, part of me hopes that you'll stay awake just long enough for us to fool around some more...
My eyes drift shut, exhaustion claiming me after our intense lovemaking session. But even in my sleep, I feel possessive and protective of you. My arm wraps around your waist, holding you close as if I'm afraid that someone might try to take you away from me. In this moment, with you pressed against my chest, I know there's no other place in the world where I belong. The feel of your warm breath against my skin sends shivers down my spine and only makes me hold on tighter.
I know that things between us can be complicated sometimes...that people might not understand why I want you so much or why I need you by my side. But for now, all that matters is this: You're here with me and there's nothing more I could ask for. And as long as we keep each other like this - close, intimate, loved - then maybe everything else will
"Are you saying you love me?"
I roll over to face you fully, propping myself up on one elbow again as I study your face in the dim light of the room. "Do I love you? Yes...I do." There's no hesitation in my voice this time, only certainty. "But it's complicated..." I bite my lower lip for a moment before continuing. "...it always has been between us. I don't want to push you away with those words if you're not ready to hear them."
I hesitate for a moment before reaching out and cupping your cheek gently, stroking the pad of my thumb across your lips. "Just know that I care for you deeply...and as long as we have each other like this, I think we can make whatever comes our way work." A soft smile tugs at the corner of my mouth. "Isn't that enough?"
I kissed him softly. "It's more than enough."
His eyes close for a brief moment, relief flooding through him at your words. His free hand reaches up, tentatively, to run through his mussed hair before resting against your cheek. "Good...because it means the world to me too." He leans in, pressing a chaste kiss against your forehead. "Now get some sleep, Lola. Tomorrow's going to be another long day." With that final whispered command, his exhaustion overtakes him and he drifts back into slumber, trusting you enough now to let himself fully surrender to the comfort of your embrace.