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“Suffering is good for the soul, Branwen. Be brave. Remember, sometimes to reach the light, we must manipulate the darkness.”
No part of his body is touching mine except for his tail, and being watched like this is something I’ve never experienced. I’m completely at his mercy, and he’s taking advantage of it, playing me like his favorite toy. I take him in as well, letting my eyes drift to where they wouldn’t yesterday. I am not disappointed. He’s so big, hard and dripping as he watches my pleasure skate higher and higher. His dick throbs every time I pant for him. The precum drips from his thick head and collects on the sheets below. I’m desperate to touch him, to taste him, but my body won’t let me move that
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“I know you wanted a savior. But a demon is what you got, witch.” Her heavy-lidded eyes search out for my face. When she finds it, she smiles. “My demon,” she whimpers, trying to lift her hand out to me. I smile down at her. “That’s right. Pray to me.”
He kisses below my belly button. “No one will ever hurt you again.” He kisses just above where I want him. “Or I’ll burn them alive.”
“You taste like my favorite sin.” “Which is?” He grins. “Lust.”
“Say it, witch. Say you’re mine.” “I’m yours, Roth.” I whimper. “I’m all yours. Always have been.”
I won’t let him or any of my family talk about her like that. Like what I did or not, she’s mine now. Which makes her a Princess of Hell. They will treat her as such.
“I knew it was going to end badly when you started visiting her every night,” Cain sighs. “You were an addict.”
“If I’m alive, it’s only because you need me,” he says with a moan. His grip tightens on my hair. “And if I’m good, it’s only for you.”
“What he did to you…” He trails off and can’t get the words out. But I feel the frustration coming off of him, and it tugs at my heart. “I will delight in watching you set fire to his life. And when he joins the Underworld? He’ll be placed in the most hellish of rings where we can visit and watch him suffer any time we want.”
“The first — and most important — is your crown.”
“You’re mine,” I tell her, closing the gap between us. “Which means you’re a Princess of Hell. And therefore, you can, indeed, wear this.”
“It’s more extravagant because you deserve something that matches you. Now, shut the fuck up and let me put it on you.”
It fits her perfectly and makes her look even more the part than before. I, for one, can’t wait to watch her set the world on fire while she wears it. And then watch her as she climbs on top of me with only it on as she comes apart on my cock.
She was worth the wait. Worth all of those years when I was forced to sit in the shadows of her room and hear all about her so-called friends, crushes, and power without being able to lift a single finger to help her or warn her. I wish I could have saved her from the pain she experienced. But watching her burn down everyone in her path will be fun as well.
“Unfortunately, Lucifer is a stickler for tradition. Ever heard of the stairway to heaven?” I ask her. She nods. “Welcome to the stairway to Hell.”
“Your mind is a lovely mess of rage,”
“While I would love to shove my cock so deep inside of that perfect little pussy of yours and fill you up with so much cum you’re dripping me for days, I would never use you like a bitch in heat, witch.” He bites and sucks on my ear. “When I breed you, it’ll be because you beg me for it.”
“Do you know how many times I wanted to rip through that stupid barrier and throw you over my shoulder, dragging you down here with me? I could only ever reach you while you were sleeping or unconscious. The rest of the time, I was doomed to watch from afar. Looking but never touching.
“And I will watch you do it all,” he says, kissing every inch of skin he can get his mouth on. “I will stand behind you and cheer you on while you get every ounce of revenge you deserve, Princess.”
“Dirty little witch,” I say as I break the kiss, my voice a low rumble. The head of my cock lines up with her cunt, teasing her as it barely slips in and out. “What would your coven say?” I ask. “Letting a demon fuck you raw.” As the words leave my mouth, I enter her with one swift thrust.
“Fuck, no. Go harder, Princess. Give me everything you have. I told you to fuck me, so fuck me.”
I’m not sure if it’s the fatelines talking or the trauma bonding, but he feels like home.
“I want you here,” he says, his voice quiet. He smiles down at me when our eyes meet. “I always will want you here, with me, by my side. I’m selfish enough to admit that but not so much as to demand it from you.”
“I don’t have a heart. You all cut it out of me.” I play with a piece of Mags’ hair. “I was not your villain. But now I am.”
