Page 162 of Hell Bound

I didn’t know what I expected him to do with that, honestly. Maybe start running his mouth again, make more threats and call me a pathetic succubus.

Stupidly, I underestimated his wrath.

Revealing a speed I hadn’t known he possessed, he crossed the graveyard cocking back a fist just before he reached me.

Crack.

His fist landed against my temple with the force of a city bus. The blow sent me careening to the side, with no chance break my fall. I couldn’t tell which way was down in order to extend my hands the right way.

I shouldn’t have worried about my hands. Instead I broke the fall with my head.

Against a gravestone. And suddenly I was back in a memory…

On that horrific night that Asmodeus had married me.

“Asmodeus, wait, I—”

A fist closed tightly around my neck, cutting off my air. I’d heard breath play could be quite enjoyable, but not this. Never this.

I clawed at his big hand, but he was too strong to be affected by a few scratches.

“Enough, succubus. This is what you want. It’s all that you crave, you and your whore kind.” He fisted his cock, a massive beast that would have taken time to prepare for under the best of circumstances.

Now, it would tear me apart.

“Please, I don’t understand,” I whimpered through my constricted airway. “Why are you doing this?” He’d been so kind, so attentive and gentle until this very moment.

I didn’t love him, but what princess grew up with notions of marrying someone she loved?

But I thought… I thought I could learn to. He was beautiful, strong, and he ruled his court fairly from what I’d seen. He’d been careful with me, never pushing for more than a kiss.

“Perhaps I’ve been toogentle with you, wife. After all this time, you should have learned. But maybe it’s my fault that you fail to recognize your position.”

I triedto clap my knees shut, but he released my throat to wrench them apart with a vicious jerk.

Before I could try again, he’d already wedged his hips between my thighs.

“Just wait, let me—AAAH!” The scream ripped from my throat as he shoved inside. My flesh burned and tore from the rough thrust, but before I had a chance to wrap my head around what was happening, he’d already withdrawn and forced himself back in.

“What is there to understand, Lilith?” He hissed my name with venom. “Did you truly believe I wanted to be forever saddled with a thoughtless whore of a princess just to claim my throne? Did you believe that I could ever love you?”

“I thinkI’ll keep you around, even after I’ve replaced you. Just for the sweet pleasure of breaking you down again… and again.”

Again and again.My screaming only seemed to egg him on as his thrusts intensified. There was a savage enjoyment on his face.

Those eyes I’d thought were so beautiful flitted between my agonized face and where he was utterly destroying me.

“You are a burden to me. A necessary evil.” His lips curled back over his teeth. “You are a means to an end, and nothing more.”

Was this… was this going to be my life? Trapped with a husband who would turn sex into something to be dreaded?

It was against my very nature to hate sex, but I couldn’t see how I would ever want it again.

“I thought starvingyou was the way to go, that by not feeding your parasitic appetites, you would learn. Whatever happened to you in the human world has destroyed all that training, it would seem, so now, let’s try a new method.”

Several sporadic jerksof his hips signaled his impending orgasm, and my heart wept with relief.

He’d be finished and leave me to grieve what he’d taken from me. To try to put myself back together.

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