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"You look so damn beautiful in a collar and leash, baby."
“Now come for us, Little Demon. My clowns and I want to watch you fall apart.”
"Come on, Little Demon. Don't you ever dream about the monsters under the bed crawling out to fuck you stupid?”
“Look at you. What a perfect little finger puppet you make.”
“He’s not coming,” Riff said, grinning up at me—a kiss away. “We’re your gods now.”
“When you cry out to your god as you cum, you fucking look him in the eye.”
My succubus thirst was louder, screaming, Um, why are you running? You know what those tongues are capable of. Turn around so that they can eat you!
“If they win, if the world burns, I’ll come looking for you in the ashes.”
Death was panty-obliterating hot.
Jesus Christ. Death was fucking hung.
