Demon King (Claimed By Lucifer Book 1)(30)

The wind whipped strands of her golden hair across her cheeks. “And the Fallen?”

“The Fallen act as the…keepers of the demons, you could say. I have strict rules about not harming humans, and one of the requirements of the Earth Accords is that we keep our presence hidden from the mortal world. My Fallen make sure the demons stay in line.”

Her face softened as she gestured at the sparkling city below us. “You did all this, creating this entire empire, just to protect both humans and demons. To make sure we could live in peace.”

“And angels,” I said, deflecting her praise with a smile. “Can’t forget them.”

“And angels.” She reached up and touched my face in wonder, and the look in her blue eyes captivated me like nothing else ever could. “Tell me again how you’re the villain of this story?”

Before I could respond, she pressed her lips to mine and stole my breath. The kiss quickly grew heated, as my tongue explored her mouth and she tangled her fingers in my hair. I let my hands skim down her back to firmly cup her ass, so tight in those hot little jeans, and she let out a little sigh.

“Take me back to the penthouse,” she whispered.





21





Hannah





“Already?” Lucifer drew away with a small chuckle and a teasing glint in his eyes. “The night is yet young. We could still see the sights, grab a souvenir, eat a bite of dessert.”

“I’m ready for the lust portion of our evening.”

I gripped the front of his shirt, the small buttons pressing into my skin. I kissed him with renewed passion, trying to convince him of my need as he gathered me in his arms. The feel of his tongue gliding across mine distracted me from our surroundings so much that I didn’t notice he’d taken off until we were already high in the air.

I pressed my lips to his neck as I watched the view over his shoulder as he flew toward The Celestial, his wings moving silently through the night. I wanted more of what he gave me the other night, and my body hummed with need as I pressed against him.

He landed on the balcony outside his room and the door pushed open ahead of us. It was hard to tell in the night, but it seemed as though a shadow had opened it. As soon as he entered the room, his wings disappeared and he set me down, but he didn’t let me go.

“I need you.” My voice came out husky and full of desire, and I began unbuttoning his shirt as he slid the jacket off his shoulders. I walked backward into the room as I slipped my finger under his belt, drawing him after me. His cock pressed against his pants, seeming to guide his way, and I smoothed my hand over the bulge, making him groan softly.

After one last stroke across the front of his pants, I returned my attention to his buttons before he grew impatient and yanked his shirt off and threw it to the floor.

“Mmm…” I pressed a series of open-mouthed kisses across his neck and collar bone as my hands explored the shifting muscles of his taut stomach. “Let me count the sins… Greed.” I kissed his neck again. “Lust…” A deeper kiss to his mouth. “Gluttony.” I stroked his tongue with mine before drawing it into my mouth. Then I pressed my hand to the bulge in his pants once more. “And pride.”

He lifted an eyebrow as a corner of his mouth gave an amused quirk. “It is my sin, after all.”

“Want to show me how proud you are, Lucifer?” I asked as I drew his zipper down. I caught my breath as his huge cock sprang free of his soft black slacks.

I sank to my knees, and his fingers immediately laced in my hair, his fingertips pressing to my scalp as all of my focus fell on the hard length in front of me. I closed my eyes as I traced my fingers lightly over the soft skin of his cock and a growl rumbled through him.

“Tease,” he ground out, his voice rough as his fingers tightened in my hair.

“Not used to a little temptation, Lucifer?”

He rumbled another growl and I grasped him with a little more pressure as I stroked his full length. He inhaled sharply, and I took the sound as encouragement, pressing the flat of my tongue to his skin in a long lick. I swirled it around the head, listening as his breathing became ragged.

“Hannah.” He murmured my name so quietly I didn’t know if he was even aware he’d spoken.

In reply, I slipped the head of his cock between my lips. He groaned, driving his hips forward, and I opened my mouth wide as I accepted more of him. He was so big it was a challenge, but somehow I knew I could take it.

He pushed into me a couple of inches then pulled slowly back out, giving me a chance to even out my breathing. I chased him with my mouth to take more of him as I worked my hand at the base. I bobbed my head lower each time, and he moved his hips rhythmically with me, his breathing increasing in tempo with every thrust he made.

As I closed my eyes, all of my other senses took over. The texture, the taste, the smell, and the sound of Lucifer. It all rolled over me, and the moment took me home. I hummed my pleasure over his skin, while he thrust into my mouth.

“Hannah,” he whispered hoarsely. “You always were the one to make me fall. Not pride. You.”

With a groan, his fingers tightened around my head, forcing me to suck him deeper, just as his cock surged between my lips. Then his hot, salty seed shot into my mouth and down my throat. I took it all as I looked up at him, his face gazing down at me as he came.

He gripped my arms and yanked me to my feet, his eyes blazing with hunger. “Now it’s my turn. Take off your clothes.”

I stripped slowly, removing my shirt and jeans, then my bra and panties. He watched me the entire time, stroking that long cock, which was still hard, even after that. I should have expected that the devil could go for more than one round. My pussy pulsed with the knowledge of where he wanted to be, and where I craved him so badly.

He removed the rest of his clothes next, way too slowly for my liking, although I soaked up the sight of his sculpted, naked body. Both impatient and in the mood to tease him, I slipped my fingers between my thighs, gliding them over my wet slit. I groaned as I touched my clit, suddenly unsure who I was teasing more. “Envy.”

“Don’t let me get to wrath,” he muttered as he reached for me, drawing me flush against him, his cock needy as it pressed into me. “That’s my pussy, and I’m going to be the one to fill it.”

I shivered at the darkness and sin in his low voice, but I glanced up at him with a smile. “Promise?”

He growled and walked me backward, faster than I could keep up with. My back hit the floor-to-ceiling window looking out over Las Vegas, and he grabbed my ass and yanked me up, wrapping my legs around him. His cock entered me hard and fast, without warning, filling me completely. He swallowed my gasp with his mouth, his kiss rough and demanding, while he plunged his tongue and his cock into me.

I reached across his back to where I knew his wings were hidden by some kind of magic, then wrapped my arms around his neck. I slid my fingers along into his lush, dark hair, holding on tight as he pounded into me relentlessly.

With my naked ass pressed against the window, I was on display for anyone who might look over. Maybe someone in one of the other hotels, or one of the Fallen flying outside on patrol. The thought that someone could be watching us made the whole encounter even more sinful.

Against my back, the glass was cool, but my skin felt like it was on fire. Lucifer’s strong arms moved me up and down on his cock while his hips rocked into me. His entire body fucked me so thoroughly I wasn’t sure I’d be able to walk afterward.

I was getting close, so close, thanks to his intoxicating rhythm, but then he suddenly pulled out of me, setting my feet back on the floor. My need for him skyrocketed and I started to protest, but then he spun me around, so my naked body faced the windows. He held me against him, snaking his hand down to my clit, pinching it hard as we gazed out at the bright city lights with our reflections imposed over it.

While his cock nudged me from behind, he played with me, teasing me, tormenting me. One hand on my clit, and the other on my breasts. My pussy throbbed, aching for him to fill me again, and I whimpered.

“Lucifer, please.”

He buried his face in my hair, then nipped lightly at my ear as his fingers stroked my wet folds. “Tell me this pussy is mine.”

“It’s yours. Please. I need…”

He pinched my nipple hard. “Yes, what do you need?”

I gasped from the mix of pain and pleasure. “I need you inside me.”

He pushed me forward, my hands splayed against the glass, then entered me roughly from behind. My nipples tightened painfully and I arched back against him, needing him to fill me completely. He felt so huge in this position, like he was tearing me apart, and I loved every second of it.

In the reflection of the mirror I watched him fuck me from behind, his hands on my hips, his eyes red and wild. His wings flared out behind him, his black feathers exuding darkness, and the sight of him in his true form made me want him more. Only I could make the devil lose control like this.

“This is what you want,” he said, between hard thrusts. “You want me to fuck your tight little pussy so hard you feel me for days.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I cried out, as he pounded into me, my breasts shaking from the impact.

He grasped my hair, yanking my head back. “Now you’re going to come, and you’re going to scream my name so loud everyone in The Celestial will know the devil’s the one fucking you.”